Chapter 183 I Don't Have a Mother Like You

Li Man hadn't seen her daughter for two months. Ever since the Wang Junfeng incident, she hadn't been able to go see her daughter. At first, the case hadn't been decided, and she was also injured. After the case was closed, she was busy with her stall and hadn't had time to go see her daughter.

This morning, after she and Chen Xiaohui went grocery shopping, she let Chen Xiaohui go home by herself while she went to find her daughter.

Today is Saturday, and my daughter stays home every Saturday.

Li Man called her daughter, asking her to wait for her at the entrance of the residential area, but her daughter did not answer the phone after several attempts.

She had no choice but to drive her car into the residential area.

After parking her car, she walked to the elevator and saw a few familiar neighbors. She went up to greet them, but to her surprise, they turned around and left as if they had seen a plague.

Riemann felt terrible and took the elevator upstairs by herself.

It had been a long time since she had been back to this home. Standing at the door, Li Man was overwhelmed with emotions. She took out her key to open the door, but found that the key wouldn't go in.

She tried several times, but couldn't open it.

Only then did she realize—the door lock had been changed.

Riemann was so angry she wanted to curse, so she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock..."

She knocked for a long time, but no one answered the door.

She called her daughter again, but her daughter still didn't answer.

What happened?

Is my daughter still asleep?

But she knocked on the door so loudly that even a pig would be woken up.

Having no other option, she had to call Huang Dehan.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A very impatient voice said, "What? What are you banging on the door for? Get out of here right now. This isn't your home. Don't come back again."

Riemann was furious. It turned out there were people at home, but they refused to open the door for her.

She was about to ask if her daughter was home when the phone was hung up.

Riemann was so angry she was trembling, and she called Huang Dehan again.

But the other party hung up on me.

She was unwilling to give up and called again, but the phone went dead – Huang Dehan had blocked her.

Riemann had no choice but to call her daughter again.

My daughter should be home, so why won't she answer her phone or open the door for her?

The thought of her daughter refusing to answer her calls broke her heart.

No, she had to ask her daughter why she wouldn't answer her calls.

She dialed her daughter's number again and again.

Finally, the call connected, but before Li Man could even feel happy, her daughter's cold voice came from the other end: "Don't call me again. I don't have a mother like you!"

A chill instantly swept through my body, almost numbing every nerve.

Before Riemann could ask her daughter why, the phone was hung up.

She stood there, holding her phone, stunned.

She simply couldn't believe that her beloved daughter would say such a thing to her.

She looked at her phone, but didn't have the courage to dial again.

She feared hearing even more cruel words from her daughter.

My vision blurred, and tears silently streamed down my face.

This was even more heartbreaking for her than discovering her husband's infidelity.

She had loved her daughter for so many years, yet she said such heartless things to her.

Anger exploded in her heart like gunpowder. She really wanted to rush in, grab her daughter, and beat her up like she did when she was a child.

She raised her hand, wanting to knock on the door, but then let it fall limply to her side.

Forget it, she has nothing now and can't give anything to her daughter.

If her daughter doesn't acknowledge her, so be it.

Who told her to have a bad reputation and no money?

Riemann wiped away her tears and resolutely left.