Yang Qiaoqiao was stunned when she saw the military jeep parked at the gate of the yard.

It wasn't until Yu Hanfei got out of the car first, looking at her with a smile, that she finally understood. "Qiaoqiao, do you remember me?"

Yang Qiaoqiao smiled politely and said, "Second sister-in-law, what brings you back?"

Jiang Yongchang got out of the car and went straight to the point: "Jiang Yongxian called and told me to come back."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiaoqiao instantly realized that Jiang Yongxian's call for Jiang Yongchang back was not for anything good.

Moreover, this bad thing is mostly related to her.

However, judging from the way Jiang Yongchang and Yu Hanfei were acting, it was clear that they hadn't even met Jiang Yongxian yet, but had come to find her first.

This already shows their attitude; they are on her side.

Yang Qiaoqiao's face regained its cheerful smile, and she put her arm around Yu Hanfei's shoulder and said, "Second brother, second sister-in-law, now that you're back, let's have a lively New Year together as a family."

We can discuss other things after the New Year.

Jiang Yongchang's gaze remained fixed on Yang Qiaoqiao's face, and he asked in a deep, cold voice with concern, "Qiaoqiao, are you alright?"

Yang Qiaoqiao naturally knew that Jiang Yongchang was concerned about her because of what happened between her and Huo Beixiao.

She smiled and said, "It's nothing."

Jiang Yongchang frowned, clearly not believing it.

Yang Qiaoqiao tugged at his arm and said, "Second brother, don't worry, I'm really fine."

"Come on, let's go inside and talk."

As Yang Qiaoqiao entered, she asked Yu Hanfei why she hadn't brought Yueyue back.

Yueyue is the daughter of Jiang Yongchang and Yu Hanfei.

When her daughter was mentioned, Yu Hanfei's smile softened even more. "Her maternal grandparents couldn't bear to part with her, so they didn't want her to come with us. They let her stay at home with her maternal grandparents."

With a large family, I don't know who suggested that everyone who knows how to cook should make a dish, and together we put together a New Year's Eve dinner.

The response was immediate, and everyone cooked and ate New Year's Eve dinner together in a lively atmosphere, instantly creating a strong festive spirit.

But while everyone else was celebrating the New Year, Yang Qiaoqiao secretly made several phone calls by herself.

However, the transfer never succeeded.

That's why the worry between her brows gradually became more and more apparent.

Although others might not notice, Jiang Yongchang, as a soldier, had keen observation skills and saw it.

Jiang Yongchang sat down next to her. "Call Huo Beixiao?"

Jiang Yongchang had already learned everything from Zhu Dong, so he naturally knew why Huo Beixiao wasn't here and what he was doing.

“No,” Yang Qiaoqiao shook her head and said, “It’s for another friend.”

She still hasn't been able to contact Qiao Haifan, which naturally makes her even more worried.

After all, people came here because of her; what if something really happens to them...

Just as Yang Qiaoqiao's worries were growing, she suddenly heard the sound of a car outside again.

Yang Qiaoqiao quickly ran out.

Then Qiao Haifan got out of the car carrying a huge travel bag.

When Yang Qiaoqiao saw him, her heart, which had been filled with worry all day, finally settled down.

"Qiao Qiao." Qiao Haifan turned around and saw Yang Qiao Qiao, and immediately broke into a big smile.

Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but ask, "Where have you been these past few days? I've been trying to call you but haven't been able to reach you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Haifan suddenly took out a large bouquet of flowers from behind his back, presented it to her with both hands, and said, "Qiao Qiao, these are for you. Wishing you a happy and prosperous new year."

Every year from now on, may your beauty be even more radiant and vibrant than these velvet flowers.

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the bouquet of velvet flowers in Qiao Haifan's hand, which shimmered under the flashing neon lights hanging at the entrance.

Looking at Qiao Haifan's face with its refined smile, I felt a little heavy-hearted.

She didn't accept the flowers, her dark, clear eyes looking at Qiao Haifan. "Haifan, you gave me these flowers just because we're friends, right?"

Qiao Haifan instantly understood what Yang Qiaoqiao meant.

A hint of bitterness crept into his refined smile. He nodded and said firmly, "Yes, we are friends. As long as you're willing, Qiaoqiao, we'll always be friends."

After saying this, Qiao Haifan returned to his usual demeanor, telling Yang Qiaoqiao about the origin of the velvet flower as he followed her into the house.

It turns out that the reason he hadn't been able to be contacted for the past few days was because he had gone to a relatively remote rural area.

He happened to meet a craftsman there who knew how to make these velvet flowers. He thought they were very beautiful, so he stayed there and learned for a few days.

This can also be considered as accumulating material for his future films on the theme of traditional cultural handicrafts.

After Yang Qiaoqiao introduced Zhu Dong, Huo Nanfeng, Huo Nanjing and Qiao Haifan to each other, Qiao Haifan also joined the New Year's Eve dinner.

However, Zhu Dong, Huo Nanfeng, and Huo Nanjing looked at Qiao Haifan with not only great wariness but also unfriendly eyes.

However, amidst the joyful atmosphere of the New Year's Eve dinner, the slight unfriendly tension deep in the eyes of the three vanished instantly.

Eight o'clock.

The festive sounds of the Spring Festival Gala were playing from the 20-inch color TV that Yang Jianguo had specially bought for this Chinese New Year.

The once lively room fell silent as everyone watched the television intently.

Even An An and Le Le were pursing their little lips, puffing out their cheeks, and staring intently at the TV, as if they were nervously waiting for something.

When the host announced in his infectious voice that the event was sponsored by Yiren Apparel, everyone in the room got excited.

The two little ones, An'an and Lele, pointed at the TV and shouted in their baby voices, "Mommy, Yiren Clothing is Mommy's clothes."

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