C192 (1/2)

These days, Huang Fan had been discussing this with him. A few days ago, he was even asking about his mother.

Song Zimo's heart became more and more doubtful, but just as he was about to speak, Huang Fan sighed.

Song Zimo opened his eyes in shock, then quickly rejected: ”No, how can I … …”

Even though he had accepted Huang Fan as his foster father, he had never thought of using Huang Fan as a tool, much less taking Huang Fan's property.

”I'm getting old, this fortune has to be left to others. Jingjing is a girl and doesn't understand. When the time comes, I hope that you can manage the company, she only needs a third of the shares.”

Song Zimo's heart was thumping hard.

As the head of the entertainment circle, two-thirds of Huang Fan's wealth was definitely a huge sum.

Qiao Lingyu gave Huang Fan a headache for a while, but getting along with him, knocking him over and shaking his very foundation was a very difficult thing to do.

Song Zimo didn't dare to believe that Huang Fan was actually this generous and was really willing to give this fortune to him.

Although they were helping him manage the business, this big gift was too valuable.

Inside the study room, Song Zimo's heart was thumping hard, and at that moment, there was another person outside the door who was also shocked.

It was Fang Kexin.

Ever since she found out about this secret, she became uneasy, thinking that she might not be able to get much of Huang Fan's property.

So when Huang Fan called Song Zimo over, she had the intention to eavesdrop, but she did not expect that she really eavesdropped on something.

Knowing that Huang Fan had divided the property into three, Song Zimo took two, Huang Jingjing took one, and since she didn't have anything, she almost bit down on her teeth.

It was too much!

Her whole body began to tremble violently, and she even felt that the wounds she had healed a few days ago were slowly starting to hurt again.

She walked towards her room a little despondently, just happened to pass by Huang Jingjing's door.

A trace of malice flashed through her eyes. She probably wouldn't do what this little girl had promised her at the moment even if she didn't have any proof.

The most important thing was that Huang Fan already knew what happened that time. Even if she threatened to threaten him, Huang Jingjing would not care.

It was pathetic to think of herself. In this case, she even had her womb replaced, but in the end she got nothing.

A strong feeling of imbalance came over her. She used her nails to grip her palm tightly, preventing herself from rushing in and doing something irreparable.

Under Song Zimo's persuasion, Huang Fan agreed to not mention about this matter for the time being. However, Song Zimo found it more and more strange.

During the meal, Huang Jingjing's leg was injured, so it was not easy to walk, so someone carried her up.

Song Zimo had always been quietly eating, but he felt a gaze constantly sweeping over his face.

He frowned slightly, and saw that Fang Kexin's gaze had just shifted away from her.

He frowned slightly.

Needless to say, Song Zimo had also noticed it.

After dinner, Huang Fan wanted to ask Fang Kexin why she was looking at Song Zimo so much.