Qiao Yingzi: Don't move, I'll do it myself.
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If it was someone else, they would probably immediately shout the slogan of " I want a harem, I want a stallion, I want a beautiful woman ".

However, as an adult, Fang Mo's education, self-awareness, and other factors told him that he was not a complete jerk.

Lust?

He did like beautiful women.

However, just like how people always liked to appreciate beautiful things.

This was just a hobby.

However, if he were to find a girl now and spend the rest of his life with her, he would have no choice.

Even without the existence of the system, he could not do it.

Maybe in the past.

When he was with Qiao Jingjing, he had really considered his future.

It could even be said that the 300,000 yuan he had saved up back then was also used as a betrothal gift for marrying Qiao Jingjing.

However, the 300,000 yuan had completely lost its original meaning after Qiao Jingjing broke up with him.

In addition to the college entrance exam promise that shouldn't have existed, Fang Mo had sentenced Qiao Jingjing to death.

This was why Qiao Jingjing was always a star in Fang Mo's favorability.

Favorable impression.

As the name suggested, this was Fang Mo's affinity with the other party.

It was the favorability between the two parties.

When one party liked the other party but the other party did not, would the so-called good impression still exist?

It was obviously impossible.

It was just that the two of them had known each other for too long and were originally a couple, so the favorability was displayed.

However, it did not mean that Fang Mo would choose to forgive her.

In fact, the vast majority of men who chose to break up in a relationship were not just angry words.

For most men, breaking up was a decision made after careful consideration.

Unlike women, when men chose to break up, they would give up on their relationship.

That was why when Qiao Jingjing came to look for Fang Mo, Fang Mo didn't react like a boyfriend.

This was the reason.

Qiao Jingjing had chosen to break up with Fang Mo just because they were in a different place. Would she choose to cheat on him or get a divorce because of Fang Mo's frequent business trips in the future?

The answer was obvious.

Love was easy, but marriage was too difficult.

Although modern people's views on marriage were very weak, many people regarded marriage and divorce as games.

However, for an 'old antique' like Fang Mo, this was clearly incomprehensible.

To him, marriage was marriage.

He had decided that it was her. With her, the other half of his life would be colorful.

Perhaps it was because of this incompatible outlook on life and marriage that Fang Mo had never been able to find a girlfriend. He had even been alone in his previous life.

It was not easy for her to fall in love in this life, but in the end, it ended in failure.

It was impossible to say that he had never thought of taking revenge on society.

But at the same time, Fang Mo asked himself, what did he take these girls for?

The other half?

Even the Fang Mo in his previous life would not believe it, let alone the current Fang Mo.

Especially after the appearance of this scumbag system that looked like a game's user interface, Fang Mo's perception of this world became stranger and stranger.

Sometimes, he even thought that it was just a game.

However, there were only two paths in front of Fang Mo.

The other path was to be together with Wang Yidi, then get married, have children, and be like this for the rest of their lives.

He looked to the end.

The other was to become a complete scumbag.

The advantage was that not only could they appreciate the various elegant demeanors of life, but they could also enjoy the warmth of jade and lotus tents. Moreover, they might even be able to see higher peaks.

These two…

Which one?

Fang Mo looked at his hand and smiled bitterly.

That's right, it seemed like there were two choices, but in reality?

There was only one.

Because in his previous life, he had walked the path of being alone for a lifetime.

And the result?

Not to mention his other half, he had never even had a girlfriend.

It wasn't easy to meet one in this life, but in the end, they were separated because of a small matter.

He…

What choice did he have?

Fate had never given him the chance to choose.

Fang Mo felt relaxed for some reason, as if he had untied the knot in his heart.

It was decided!

Please call him Big Scumbag Fang in the future!

Since he had decided to be a scumbag to the end.

Then, he had to consider how to complete Song Qian and Huang Zhitao's mission.

Huang Zhitao's mission was still manageable. Although the two of them still had a favorable impression of each other, they could faintly feel that this favorable impression was about to break through.

The dinner tomorrow night was a good opportunity.

With a direction, Fang Mo felt relieved.

Next was Song Qian's red mission.

At first glance, it seemed like the key to this mission was Qiao Yingzi.

However, thinking like this was completely wrong.

Qiao Yingzi was indeed the cause of Song Qian's distress, but it was not the root cause.

What was the root cause?

Fang Mo thought about it and wrote down a word.

(Tree Heart) Sheng.

At first glance, this word seemed to have nothing to do with Song Qian, but in reality?

Why did Song Qian divorce Qiao Weidong?

Because Qiao Weidong had an affair.

But why did Qiao Weidong cheat?

In fact, he was framed.

In reality, Qiao Weidong and Song Qian really remarried at the end of the movie.

In the beginning, it was just to relieve Yingzi's pressure and make Yingzi happy. However, after the truth about Qiao Weidong was revealed, Song Qian also tacitly allowed Qiao Weidong to appear at home.

Later on, the two of them completely remarried.

From this, it could be seen that Song Qian actually cared a lot about Qiao Weidong.

There was a good saying. Without love, where would there be hatred?

Love is deep, blame is severe.

Song Qian hated him as much as she loved him back then.

On the other hand, the more Song Qian hated Qiao Weidong, the more she loved him.

After all, Qiao Weidong's actor was a military hunk.

When she was young, she was definitely a top-notch beauty.

As for Song Qian?

As a teacher, she was only forty-two years old.

It was the most prosperous period of a woman's life.

At this stage, not only did she not have a partner, but she was also constantly in a state of nervousness, anxiety, and even anger. Under such circumstances, it was difficult for her not to explode and it was difficult for her to listen.

Therefore, if he wanted to take a shortcut, he needed to use some extreme methods.

But this way, it seemed a little dirty.

Moreover, a man actually needed to use external objects to make a woman fall in love with him. Clearly, it was a little too despicable.

However, if he did not do this, how could he solve Song Qian's distress?

Fang Mo could only write down Qiao Yingzi's name and circle it with a question mark.

As he was thinking, Fang Mo returned to the field.

At this moment, the field was already packed with parents and students.

After asking for directions, Fang Mo finally found Li Meng.

After getting a balloon from Li Meng, Fang Mo was about to write a random one and release it when he saw Qiao Weidong, Song Qian, and Qiao Yingzi chatting.

"Yingzi, Aunt Song, Uncle." Fang Mo walked over with a smile.

"Ah, Xiao Mo, come quickly.”Song Qian's eyes lit up when she saw Fang Mo. She quickly called him over.

Although Qiao Weidong was a little uncomfortable, he did not care about Song Qian. Instead, his gaze fell on his daughter.

He gave Qiao Yingzi a look.

Qiao Yingzi was stunned. She then stole a glance at Song Qian, who was chatting with Fang Mo. She quickly released the balloon that she had written her wish on.

However, just as the balloon flew up, Song Qian turned her head.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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