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After getting on a silver car, she understood how rich this man was. She had lived in the circle of celebrities since she was young, so she was familiar with this luxury. Especially this car, it seemed to be limited.

The atmosphere in the carriage was very calm. Just as Zhao Xi was unable to resist and asked, the other party took the initiative to speak up. "My name is Mo Ziran, your father might have told you before."

Seeing the rich and colorful expression on her face, Mo Ziran took out a special container of milk and passed it to her, "Your father had helped me out before when he was still alive, when he was bankrupt, I couldn't save him from abroad. Although it's a pity, since you're his daughter, I have the duty to take good care of you for him."

The driver at the front also almost lost his grip on the steering wheel as his palms started to sweat uncontrollably.

Zhao Xi slightly pursed her lips, and said indifferently: "Stop."

Mo Ziran did not speak, he only looked at her with a confused expression, and the atmosphere inside the carriage suddenly became strange.

"My father is my father, and he is not me. I will not accept anyone's charity." She stared at Mo Ziran with blazing eyes, and then opened her mouth again: "Stop the car."

"I respect your choice. You can call me if you need anything." Mo Ziran handed a black business card to her, and the car gradually stopped.

Zhao Xi hesitated for a while, but in the end, still accepted the name card. Without saying a word, she opened the car door and walked towards another street under the scorching sunlight without even turning her head.

Actually, it was not because Zhao Xi was being hypocritical, but because she could not accept the kindness others had shown her.

Zhao Xi returned to her rented house while sweating profusely. Just as she went up to the third floor, she saw the landlord pointing at him.

She quickly walked over and saw that her room had been smashed by someone. "This …"

"You damn girl, you're finally back. Pack your things and don't let me see you again. You're really restless!" The landlord tapped her on the head with a fan.

The other onlookers were also discussing, "Little Zhao, have you offended someone? A group of big men just broke open your door and smashed everywhere, scaring us."

"Yeah, did you offend some gang? Hurry up and go, otherwise, it will be bad for those who are implicating us in the neighborhood. Those gang members are really ferocious."

Ignoring the chatter of the two aunties, Zhao Xi walked into the house step by step with her fists clenched tightly on the shattered table. At this moment, she had never felt such hatred in her heart before.

She was extremely clear about what kind of person Yun Min was. No matter what, they had the feelings of childhood, but now they had to force each other like this for a man!

"What are you still staring at? Hurry up and pack up. Remember to pay the rent for this half a month!"

The landlord's aggressive voice came from behind him. Zhao Xi walked into the room and quickly packed up the clothes that had not been torn apart and the few photos of his parents with bloodshot eyes.

She carried the box to the door and put 800 yuan into the landlord's hands. She walked downstairs with a cold face and the landlord's string of curses could be heard behind her.