The man in the photo was still Qiao Haoming, but the woman was not Hong Zhenhan, nor the girl he kissed last time, but random women.
There were two women in the photo, probably in their early twenties, dressed flamboyantly, and they were both nestled in Qiao Haoming's lap, kissing him passionately on the face.
Qiao Haoming had a wide smile; having several girls with him obviously put him in a very good mood.
This scene froze Xia Qinghan's blood.
She had thought that what happened before was just a fluke, and as long as she put in more effort, Qiao Haoming would not be with those women anymore.
However, this scene shattered her feeling of luck.
Qiao Haoming had never lacked girls at his side!
Xia Qinghan's finger trembled as she swiped on the photo, and there were a few male faces in the corner of the next one.
She recognized another person, who was Qiao Weiyue.
This made her heart go cold.
Qiao Weiyue was there too?
