You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

Hearing what his third brother said, Song Buci stuck his head out and looked over.

Xiao Fan looked at her third brother with a frustrated expression, while her third brother stood in front of him seriously.

If he wasn't wearing casual clothes, Song Buci would have suspected that her third brother could take out a pair of silver handcuffs from his pocket and handcuff Xiao Fan.

So what is her third brother's occupation?

And still no one knows about it.

So mysterious.

Police or special forces?

Special forces soldiers shouldn't have any vacations.

If the author hasn't written it, it should be very mysterious.

When Song Huaishu looked up, he saw his sister whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Half of her face was swollen and her eyes were red. She looked pitiful.

He hurried over, his face full of worry and anxiety, even ignoring his elder brother beside him.

"What's wrong with your face?!"

"That guy hit me!"

Song Huaishu held up half of her face and looked at it carefully. He was so angry when he saw the bright red slap marks on her face.

Take them away, take them all away!

It will harm the society!

"Come with me to the police station." Song Huaishu let go of Song Buci's face, turned to look at them and spoke.

Xiao Fan was also angry when he heard this: "Why should I go with you!"

"I didn't break any law!"

Song Buci, who was standing next to him, quickly stepped forward and said, "You're trespassing into someone else's studio and insulting them."

When Xiao Fan heard this, his face turned dark.

Okay, he can’t afford to offend the Song family now, so he will remember this account for now.

"You have the power, and I won't fight you, but don't get too complacent." Xiao Fan glared at Song Huaishu fiercely and said viciously, "One day or another, I'll strip this shirt off your back."

Song Huaishu smiled and then said, "As long as you can pull it off."

The man who was beaten half to death was eventually taken to the hospital by ambulance for treatment, while the remaining four were taken back to the police station.

Because of the injury on his face, Song Buci had to go to the hospital to get medicine and have his injury assessed, and was unable to go to the police station as he wished.

She originally wanted to go to the police station to see how her third brother would deal with this group of people.

Finally, she could only regretfully pull her eldest brother's wrist and say, "Brother, you must help me see how those people were dealt with in the end."

Song Yunshen looked at the red and swollen half of her face, and it was so irritating to look at it like this.

"Go to the hospital quickly."

"understood."

Fu Nanfeng took people to the hospital and took care of her.

After the identification results came out, Song Buci sent them to his elder brother immediately.

On the iron chair in the hospital corridor, Fu Nanfeng was carefully applying medicine to her with a cotton swab dipped in medicine.

"You took this slap on purpose, didn't you?" Fu Nanfeng said, not as a question but as an affirmation.

"Don't do such stupid things next time. I'm not sure." Fu Nanfeng looked wilted and depressed when he said this.

He was like a puppy who had done something bad and was being scolded by his owner, with his head hanging down and his hands fiddling with the cotton swab in his fingertips again and again.

His golden hair and appearance reminded Song Buci of the golden retriever raised by her colleague in her previous life.

When you are happy, the whole world is full of light; when you are unhappy, the whole world becomes dark.

Song Buci looked at him like this and raised his hand to rub his furry head.

He smiled and comforted her, "Well, I won't do that next time."

"Don't be sad either."

Fu Nanfeng was not easy to coax this time. Even when Song Buci touched his head like this, he still looked unhappy.

"Then promise me that you won't do such stupid things again, okay?"

Fu Nanfeng was particularly uneasy, fearing that Song Buci would make such a threatening move again in the future.

"Okay, okay, I promise you." Song Buci had no choice but to let him know. If he didn't agree, this guy would probably cry.

After leaving the hospital, Fu Nanfeng sent her back to the villa and watched her go in before returning to the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Fu Nanfeng put away the smile on his face and took out his cell phone to make a call.

The call was quickly connected.

"Master, what's the matter?"

At this time, Fu Nanfeng had long lost the grievance and sadness he felt in the hospital, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He tapped the steering wheel again and again with his index finger, his three-dimensional features revealing no emotion.

Fu Nanfeng looked towards the villa with the closed door and ordered in fluent English: "Find out what the Xiao family did privately."

"Go loosen up a few people's bones tonight."

When the person on the other end of the phone heard what the young master said, he immediately understood what he was going to do.

He responded in English: "Yes, Master."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Nanfeng took a few deep breaths before starting the car and leaving.

He seemed to be losing control again today.

Seeing Song Buci being beaten like that, Fu Nanfeng wanted to kill all those people.

His bloodthirsty nature was almost exposed in front of Song Buci.

Looks like I need to contact Phil.

Fu Nanfeng thought about it and finally called Phil.

After a few rings, the call was quickly connected, and there was a hint of surprise in the voice.

"Fu, you haven't called me for a long time. Are you calling me because your illness has relapsed?" A female voice sounded in the car.

Fu Nanfeng thought about it and wasn't sure if he was really sick.

"I do not know."

"But when I see the woman I love being bullied, I want to cut those people into pieces."

Phil chuckled when he heard this, and then asked, "Did you kill the other person?"

"Who stopped you in the end?"

"I didn't kill her, it was her..." Fu Nanfeng replied. Her hot body temperature was pressed against him, her soft hands hugged him, and her voice was so gentle.

It only took a moment to pull him back.

After hearing this, Phil laughed and said, "Fu, congratulations on finding someone who can control you." Both his laughter and tone were filled with blessings.

She was truly happy for Fu Nanfeng.

"You will start a whole new life."

After hearing this, Fu Nanfeng was silent for a while and then said, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Nanfeng put away his phone, took another deep look at the villa, started the car and left.

Song Buci walked into the villa with a red and swollen face. Chen Jue was not sitting on the sofa in the living room. Instead, there was a woman with a charming figure, fair skin and pure appearance.

The woman was wearing a few pieces of cloth that barely covered her body, and she was leaning crookedly on the sofa.

The pair of long white legs appeared directly in Song Buci's eyes.

Song Buci frowned, walked forward and asked with a frown: "Who are you and how did you get in?"

After asking, I thought to myself that the security here is so poor, it seems I need to move to another place.

The woman raised her head after hearing the sound, and her slender hands stroked her hair again and again.

"It's our first meeting. Host, don't you know who I am?" The system asked with a smile.

When Song Buci realized that the woman in front of him was a system, he looked disgusted.