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The fireworks started at 11 p. m. and didn’t end until midnight.

The two of them stayed on the rooftop for a long time. During this time, the hotel even sent a fruit platter.

When she saw the food, Song Qingyou remembered that she had called Jiang Zhihan out before the Jiang family’s dinner was over.

“Have you had dinner? You’re not allowed to lie!” She said solemnly.

Jiang Zhihan looked into her serious eyes and shook his head slowly.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Song Qingyou grumbled in disappointment, then grabbed his hand without a word.

“Let’s go find a place to eat.”

Jiang Zhihan let her hold him like an obedient kid.

Unfortunately, it was already midnight and it was the new year. The restaurants and stalls on the streets were not open.

Song Qingyou drove around half of the city, but she couldn’t find a place to eat. If she wanted to bring Jiang Zhihan to her apartment, she would have to stay with Song Xingye during the New Year, so she had emptied her own fridge.

Therefore, if she wanted to bring Jiang Zhihan back, she had to bring him back to Song Xingye.

Song Qingyou looked at the time.

At this time, Dad should be asleep, right?

After all, the Spring Festival Gala was very hypnotizing to him.

With that thought in mind, Song Qingyou decided to bring Jiang Zhihan back.

Once the car stopped, Jiang Zhihan couldn’t help but look out the window, “Where is this?”

He knew Song Xingye and Lin Xuyang’s addresses but he had never been here.

“Shh!” Song Qingyou looked guilty.

“This is where my dad lives. I’ve been living with him recently.”

“I can’t find a restaurant to eat, and I don’t have anything to eat at my place. I can only bring you here.”

The two of them walked out of the elevator.

Jiang Zhihan pretended to be angry. “Only? Am 1 that shameful?”

Song Qingyou took his arm and said, “Of course not. Don’t belittle yourself, Mr. Jiang.”

“Am I belittling myself?” Jiang Zhihan asked meaningfully.

Song Qingyou felt guilty. “No, no, it’s my problem. It’s not that we haven’t been dating for long… 1 feel that it’s a little too early to meet the parents now.”

This was only part of the reason.

The bigger problem was that Song Qingyou felt that Song Xingye didn’t approve of her being with Jiang Zhihan.

From the moment he woke up, he was extremely grateful to Jiang Zhihan. He would occasionally mention Jiang Zhihan, but now he didn’t mention him at all.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhihan didn’t mind. He just said, “It’s not good to visit in the middle of the night.”

Song Qingyou nodded and opened the door. Although the lights were on, there was no movement, so she pulled Jiang Zhihan into the house.

She pressed her index finger to her lips and repeatedly reminded him, “Be quiet.”

Jiang Zhihan nodded in agreement. Then, he leaned over and whispered into her ear, “Why are all the lights on?”

His warm breath brushed against her ear, making Song Qingyou feel a little itchy and embarrassed.

“It’s a habit of the New Year.” She explained in a low voice, “All the lights will be on until midnight… My dad must have fallen asleep, that’s why the lights are still on.”

As she spoke, Song Qingyou had already turned off the lights in the hallway and the living room, leaving only the lights in the kitchen.

The two of them walked into the kitchen one after another.

Song Qingyou sneakily went to open the fridge.

“I thought that turning on the lights was a custom on our side. Everyone would do this… You actually don’t know?”

Jiang Zhihan nodded. “There are many people in the old mansion. I never stay overnight.”

Living alone, how would he know if it was a custom?

“What about when you were young?”Song Qingyou paused.

“I was only taken care of by Old Master for a few months before I was sent abroad to study.”

“No wonder.”

Song Qingyou suddenly understood.

No wonder Old Master Jiang didn’t treat Jiang Zhihan as close as a grandfather would treat his eldest grandson.

“What?” Jiang Zhihan didn’t hear her whisper.

“I mean, it’s been hard on you, Mr. Jiang.” Song Qingyou turned around.

As she spoke, she kissed his cheek.

Jiang Zhihan was stunned for a moment before he immediately tried to take things further.

“Do you still want to eat?” Song Qingyou immediately tilted her head.

“Yes.” Jiang Zhihan’s lips curved slightly, “But who’s not letting me eat to my heart’s content?”

“You’re not hungry, but I’m hungry.”

Song Qingyou snorted, grabbed Jiang Zhihan’s favorite food, and headed to the kitchen.

There were still a lot of ingredients left for the New Year’s Eve dinner. Some of them were semi-finished products that only needed to be heated up, so it was very convenient to handle them.

Jiang Zhihan was smart. When he heard Song Qingyou say that she was hungry, he immediately stopped sticking to her and helped her out.

Even though Jiang Zhihan spent most of his time as a cat, the two of them had spent a lot of time together, so they had a tacit understanding of each other. Whether it was handing something over or doing something else, Song Qingyou only needed to stretch out her hand and say a few words, and Jiang Zhihan would instantly understand.

With this tacit understanding, the moment the kitchen door was closed, the commotion inside was completely negligible.

When they came out again, the two of them were already sitting at the dining table. There were three dishes on the table.

Song Qingyou ate a little symbolically and spent most of her time looking at Jiang Zhihan.

When they first met, she already thought that Jiang Zhihan was good-looking and she liked him in every way.

Now that he was her boyfriend, there was no reason not to take the opportunity to take a few more glances.

Not only did Jiang Zhihan not mind, but he also looked up from time to time with a smile in his eyes.

If there were other people present, they would probably vomit from the public display of affection.

After dinner, Jiang Zhihan took the initiative to clear the dishes.

Song Qingyou didn’t stop him. She even took out an apron and tied it around his waist, taking dozens of photos.

Jiang Zhihan washed the dishes and wiped his hands. He felt a little helpless. “Why are you still filming?”

Song Qingyou took the initiative to share the photo with him. She also made a request. “When you turn back into a cat, take a few photos of the same pose. It will be very interesting.”

When Jiang Zhihan was washing the dishes just now, she kept imagining that her cat was doing the dishes. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn’t suppress the smile on her face.

How could Jiang Zhihan not know what she was thinking? He couldn’t help but pinch her nose. “Of course it’s interesting to have a cat at home turn into a spirit.”

“You think it’s interesting too?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ve completed Yiyi’s request.” Song Qingyou joked, “Yiyi cried and said that you were bullied…At the end of the year, if you’re bullied until you’re unhappy, won’t you not have a good start to the new year?”

Jiang Zhihan pulled her into his arms, “I’m happy to have you here.”

His sincere tone made Song Qingyou unable to tease him.

Later, in order to deceive others — there were surveillance cameras everywhere in the main community — after dinner, Song Qingyou pretended to send Jiang Zhihan off.

However, when she came back, there was a cat in her car.

The next morning, Song Qingyou was extremely glad that she had done something so unnecessary.

Because Song Xingye wanted to say something but stopped for a long time. In the end, he still asked, “Last night… Was there a guest at home?”

Song Qingyou didn’t want to hide anything. “It’s Mr. Jiang.”

Song Xingye nodded and thought for a moment before saying, “Dad doesn’t want to fight with you, but I still hope you can think about it carefully. After all, marriage is a lifelong event…”

“We’re just dating.” Song Qingyou nodded.

It wasn’t the time to talk about marriage yet!