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Song Weiwei stayed by Song Yaoyao's side throughout the banquet, like a transparent person.

Seeing Tang Xinrou's, she was stunned. It was only after Song Yaoyao reassured her that she carefully walked over.

"Tsk, so slow."

Tang Xinrou raised her chin arrogantly and pulled Song Weiwei's arm. "If you really want to make it up to me, then use her!"

Song Weiwei was stunned. She never thought that Tang Xinrou would help her.

"President Fan."

"Ah, you're too kind. Just call me by my name!" Fan Hua hurriedly nodded in agreement and recognized Song Weiwei.

To be honest, Fan Hua didn't have a good impression of Song Weiwei at the beginning. who asked her to look exactly like Song Jingwan?

These days, not only did Song Jingwan's fans attack her but also the haters of Song Jingwan naturally vented their anger when they saw her.

"You can go now."

Tang Xinrou crossed her arms and said lazily.