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There were also many photos below the text. The beautiful fireworks and the jumping made it seem very romantic.

She shook her head, those words from Qiao Lingyu would always appear in her mind.

Her face suddenly turned hot, then she quickly shook her head and muttered to herself, "Why are you thinking about that guy!"

She quickly picked up the camera, turned on the computer and copied out the photos she took last night.

Then he began to paint the pictures one by one.

Slowly, she found the picture of two men and one woman.

The corner of Jiao Jiao's mouth rose sinisterly. New Year, shouldn't she do something about it?!

Ye Zichen quickly coded the person in the photo onto his phone.

Jiao Jiao began to edit a new Weibo update.

"The fireworks are very beautiful, but I have to tell this little sister in yellow in the photo that you've been turned green by your boyfriend and best friend."

Because of Jiao Jiao's special identity, she also had a group of fans on Weibo. Very quickly, this development was noticed by everyone, and people started to crazily revolve around her.

"666, support sister!"

"If you want to live well, you have to have a bit of green on your head."

"First Dog on the New Year, Little Jiu Jiu under the fireworks."

… ….

A pile of comments quickly devoured Jiao Jiao's Weibo, and the heat it brought had even surpassed that of Qiao Lingyu and Su Ranqing's.

What was even more terrifying was that those three people were found within three hours.

It was exactly as Jiao Jiao had thought, that girl had really been infected by his best friend and boyfriend at the same time.

Jiao Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, wishing that without secrets, all the dirt in the world would disappear.

New Year, Jiao Jiao, please continue to work hard!

For a lonely person, what they feared the most was festivity.

Song Zimo suddenly threw his phone to the side. Lying on the sofa, his mind was thinking about the fireworks and Su Ranqing.

His cell phone rang. At first, he didn't want to answer it, but after getting annoyed by the ruckus, he got up and answered the phone.

"Zimo, it's me."

"Foster father, happy New Year." Song Zimo laughed and spoke with a voice full of warmth.

"Sigh, you too. Happy New Year!" Huang Fan laughed, and then said: "Do you have a plan for the New Year? Why don't you come to my house for a meal? "

Song Zimo originally wanted to refuse, but he heard Huang Fan say with a smile: "It's been a few days since you've come to see me, you probably haven't arranged for the New Year, right?"

He was just about to say something when he forcefully changed his mind, "Okay, I will go, foster father."

It was a holiday, so it was good to be with someone else.

Song Zimo laughed at himself.

During the New Year's Day gathering, Song Zimo had long since brought a present to Huang Fan's home.

"Zimo!" Huang Jingjing excitedly welcomed him.

Huang Fan, who was at the side, saw this and the smile on his face deepened, "Jingjing, how old are you to still pester Zimo?"

Huang Jingjing made a face at Huang Fan, "Do I need you to mind my own business?"

Song Zimo, who was at the side, did not say a word, but quietly withdrew his hand.

"Get ready for dinner!" Fang Kexin who was at the side said.

Song Zimo's brows slightly furrowed, and Huang Jingjing, who was at the side, saw this, and said to Huang Fan: "Dad, didn't you say that tonight is a family gathering!? Why did you call an outsider over! "

Fang Kexin's smile instantly became awkward.

Huang Fan opened his mouth unhappily: "Child, how dare you speak like that!"

He was old, and it was a little outrageous to find a girlfriend who was about the same age as his daughter. However, he also didn't care about Huang Jingjing's private life, and Huang Jingjing had never cared who he dated.

Song Zimo coughed to break the awkward silence: "Let's eat together!"

Only then did Huang Jingjing glare at Fang Kexin, causing Fang Kexin's eyes to immediately turn red like a balloon.

Seeing that, Huang Fan pulled Fang Kexin and allowed her to sit beside her.

This consolation was more like encouragement, Fang Kexin quietly raised her eyes and glared at Huang Jingjing.

"Why are you staring at me?" Huang Jingjing said angrily.

Fang Kexin never thought that she would be caught, but she reacted quickly and looked at Huang Fan with a helpless expression.

She did not need to explain, she only needed to look at Huang Fan pitifully.

Huang Fan immediately frowned: "Who's glaring at you? "You have a lot to do!"

Huang Jingjing swung her chopsticks: "I clearly saw her glare at me! "Dad, even if you're biased, you can't treat me like this!"

Her heart was filled with anger, a woman like Fang Kexin was really sinister!

"Stop fooling around." Huang Fan said with a cold face, "Do you think I don't know that you're bullying me behind my back!?"

Huang Jingjing was startled, she immediately glared at Fang Kexin, she had truly underestimated Fang Kexin, she did not expect her to actually have the ability to control Huang Fan to the point of death!

"Jingjing, eat obediently." Song Zimo said from the side.

Hearing Song Zimo's words, Huang Jingjing picked up the chopsticks again.

Although Huang Jingjing and Fang Kexin did not argue afterwards, the atmosphere still became stiff.

After finishing his meal, Huang Fan pulled Song Zimo over to the study room to have a chat.

"You saw it too, with Jingjing's personality, I'm really afraid that she will suffer in the future."

"It's okay, she's just young." Song Zimo consoled Huang Fan.

After Huang Fan heard this, he sighed, "How is she young? She'll be twenty after the Spring Festival, who knows what kind of person she'll marry in the future."

At the mention of this, Song Zimo quickly quietened down.

Seeing that Song Zimo did not reply, Huang Fan sighed, and could only point it out: "You should be able to tell, Jingjing likes you a lot."

"She only likes me that much, doesn't she?" Song Zimo replied.

Huang Fan saw that Song Zimo had never mentioned about anything related to love, and said: "I don't want to force you, it's just that I only have this one daughter, and I don't know how long I'll be able to protect her. No matter what, I hope that you can take care of me in the future."

Song Zimo replied: "I will."

Hearing Song Zimo's promise, although Huang Fan's heart was a bit more at ease, he still couldn't help but say, "Zimo, do you really not want to marry Jingjing at all?"

Song Zimo paused for a moment, then continued: "Foster father, you are very good to me, and I don't want to deceive you either. I know that after marrying Jingjing, you might even give the company to me, but I don't want to, I don't love her, and I don't have any feelings for her. I can treat her as my sister's pet, but I can't treat her as my wife.

Hearing Song Zimo's words, Huang Fan sighed again: "Since you're so honest, I can't force you. In fact, I wish even more for Jingjing to marry someone who loves her."

Song Zimo heaved a sigh of relief, with Huang Fan's words, he would not force him to marry Huang Jingjing again.