The President’s Five Children

Noe was instantly alert, “What do you want to do, it can’t be to use my money to fill the holes, right?”

She had followed Gota for so many years, she did have a bit of savings.

But if she were to take it out, she really couldn’t do it.

After all, she was a junior, living a life of fear, maybe one day she would be abandoned, she had to leave herself a way out!

“What your money,” Gota corrected impatiently, “That’s all I gave you, you return it to me first, after I get through this, I’ll naturally return it to you.”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“But.” Noe still wanted to continue.

But Gota had already done it, pulling over the bag she kept by her side, dumping out everything inside, making a swipe, and finally finding the bank card.

“Okay, the code is your birthday right, I’m going to withdraw the money now. You be good and wait for me at home.” Gota said, standing up.

When he reached the entrance hall, he remembered something and twisted his head to instruct Noe, “Don’t you still have a lot of designer bags, take them all and sell them, in addition to listing this house again.”

Noe’s eyes widened in surprise, “Then where do we live?”

“Just go out and rent a house,” Gota replied, “I realized that you’re getting more and more pretentious now, when you were just with me, but you said that you’re especially capable of suffering and not afraid of being wronged.”

Now just letting her temporarily go out to rent an apartment for a few days, and she’s aggravated like this?

“Then have you ever thought that if you can’t turn over a new leaf, and you take all my money and house, how will my son and I live?” Noe asked.

Snap!

Before Noe could finish her words, a crisp slap rang out.

She was hit directly off her head and staggered several times, almost falling on the ground.

“What are you babbling about, how could I not be able to turn over a new leaf, stop saying such obscure things, or else I won’t care about you when I’m rich!”

Gota’s eyes were already red with anxiety at this moment, she simply couldn’t listen to whoever said bad things about her.

He slapped Noe and spat on him, “Bah, think about it, if it wasn’t for me, how could you have a good life today, you really don’t know how to be grateful at all.”

After hitting and cursing, Gota left.

Noe slowly walked to the living room and sat down, his eyes were numb, took out his cell phone and dialed a number out.

After a few beeps, the call was answered.

On the other end of the line was Mr. Barbero’s familiar yet kind and gentle voice, “Noe, what’s wrong?”

“Mr. Barbero, just now Gota robbed my savings and made me sell my house, I guess I’m about to sleep on the side of the road.” Noe got more and more aggravated as he spoke, and outright cried.

Mr. Barbero sighed, “You should have thought this through a long time ago, if he really loved you, he wouldn’t have kept you out of the house and left you to raise the kids alone.”

Loving someone wasn’t just about giving good times.

Gota loved Noe, he loved raising her as his own object.

The only person he really cares about is himself.

So when he has money, Gota can treat Noe well.

When there is no money, the original form is revealed.

Noe cried even more when she heard this, “So what should I do now?”

“Don’t be sad, I’ll give you a sum of money, what about you now, take the baby and leave South City and never come back.” Mr. Barbero said.

A glimmer of hope finally flared up in Noe’s heart, “Mr. Barbero you mean to let me and the kid come and join you right?”

“I’m an old man half buried in the ground, what are you doing coming to join me?” Mr. Barbero laughed.