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

Since they are so unkind, don't blame her for being unjust and wanting to enjoy happiness and joy by stepping on her flesh and blood.

Absolutely impossible!

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lu Zhixia was thinking about how to get their entire family in.

Not only that, she would return double what they had taken from her over the years.

Lu Zhixia started the car, then stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out.

His eyes looking towards the road ahead were filled with hatred.

She hated her father and stepmother and their family of three, and she hated her father even more for marrying her off for profit without regard to her wishes.

She hated her stepmother and that Yaozu who lay on top of her and sucked her blood.

I hate Fu Nanfeng for causing all this tragedy, and I hate Song Buci even more.

She would never let them go, never!

The more Lu Zhixia thought about it, the lower he stepped on the accelerator, and the speed exceeded 120 yards, which attracted the traffic police.

But she didn't take it seriously and had no intention of stopping at all.

When he was finally stopped, he looked calm, but the way he looked at people was particularly fierce and cold.

Once people have hatred in their hearts, they will do many unexpected things.

Lu Zhixia was fined one thousand yuan and six points were deducted from his driver's license.

But she didn't care at all, her mind was unusually clear.

In such a short time, she had already figured out how to ruin their reputation and burden them with huge debts.

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Song Buci stopped training and picked up the mobile phone beside her to check, and found that Fu Nanfeng had sent her many messages in a row.

Fu Nanfeng sent her two messages at nine o'clock.

Fu Nanfeng: A meeting will start soon. It will last for an hour and a half.

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Not long after half past ten, Fu Nanfeng sent another message.

【Fu Nanfeng: Pictures】

Fu Nanfeng: This is all my workload this morning. It's too much. I don't want to do any more. I want to go listen to you play the piano.

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After twelve o'clock, Fu Nanfeng sent another message.

【Fu Nanfeng: I'm hungry and I miss you too. 】

【Fu Nanfeng: I'll come find you and take you out for dinner.】

Du Fu Nanfeng hasn't posted anything since he posted this message.

It seems that he has already set off. Song Buci thought for a while and replied to him.

[Song Buci: Aren't you tired of running back and forth like this?]

[Song Buci: We can just go out for dinner together tonight.]

Not long after the message was sent, Fu Nanfeng quickly replied to her.

【Fu Nanfeng: That won’t work. I want to see you.】

【Fu Nanfeng: Wait for me.】

Looking at the two words he sent, Song Buci's mouth corners slightly raised.

She walked out of the practice room and said to them, "I won't have lunch with you at noon. I'll transfer the lunch money to Sister Liang, and you guys can go eat."

Wen Xuyan rushed over like a curious baby and asked, "Sister Song, are you not going to eat?"

Song Buci shook his head and said with a smile on his face: "Someone is here to pick me up for dinner."

Wen Xuyan's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Sister Song, are you in love?"

"No." Song Buci shook his head, "The other party is pursuing me."

"Who is it?" Chu Yue immediately opened his eyes wide and asked.

Her eyes were shining, and she really wanted to know who the boy pursuing Song Buci was.

Song Buci said without hiding anything: "It's Fu Nanfeng, my childhood sweetheart."

When they heard the words "childhood sweethearts", the two children's eyes became brighter.

"Wow--"

"This is great!"

Song Buci listened to their words with a smile on his face: "Do you think it's great?"

"Yes." Chu Yue responded.

I chatted with them until I reached the first floor. After saying goodbye to them, I stood alone waiting for Fu Nanfeng.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Fu Nanfeng's car stopped in front of her.

Song Buci, who had been looking at his phone, raised his head and looked at him. For some reason, he smiled after seeing Fu Nanfeng.

"You're here." Song Buci walked to the passenger seat, opened the door, and asked after sitting in.

"Correct."

"I have already booked a private room. The food will be served as soon as we get there." Fu Nanfeng said as he started the car.

Then he added, "These are all the dishes you usually like to eat."

"Row."

The two came to the restaurant and found that there were quite a lot of people when they walked in.

"Many people online recommended this restaurant, so I booked it," Fu Nanfeng explained.

"I understand." Song Buci nodded.

After explaining to the waiter, the waitress led them to the private room.

The hotel's private rooms are a bit small and the privacy measures are not very adequate.

The door was blocked by only two curtains, and passersby could see a little through the gaps.

When Fu Nanfeng saw the condition of the private room he had booked, disgust filled his eyes.

Although netizens all recommend eating at this restaurant, the restaurant with an average consumption of 1500 yuan per person is still inferior in Fu Nanfeng's eyes.

After sitting down, Fu Nanfeng poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of Song Buci. Then he propped up his cheek and looked at her and asked, "How's your piano practice going?"

Song Buci took a sip and then said, "That's about it."

A little progress, but not much.

She had practiced the piano to perfection in her previous life, but because she had the talent, she couldn't improve much no matter how hard she tried.

Now he was using Song Buci's body, plus the talent points given by the system before, plus the hard study and practice during this period.

Song Buci finally broke through the stage that he couldn't break through in his previous life.

"There's no need to work so hard. Just get enough rest." Fu Nanfeng said.

"That's not feasible." Song Buci shook his head. "At this tense moment, if I rest while others practice, what if I lose?"

"Okay, then you have to practice hard and improve yourself." Fu Nanfeng said with a smile.

The food arrived quickly and tasted pretty good from the first bite.

It seems that the restaurants recommended by netizens are pretty good.

"Your birthday is next month. Where do you want to hold your birthday party?" Fu Nanfeng asked.

The 24th of next month is Song Buci’s birthday, November 24th.

The weather was getting cooler at that time, so if we wanted to hold a banquet, we had to find a restaurant to hold it.

"Anywhere is fine." Song Buci didn't care about her birthday in her previous life. When she was very busy with work, she would even forget her birthday.

"So casual?" Fu Nanfeng looked at her in surprise, "Didn't you want to hold a grand ceremony before?"

"Then can you help me?" Song Buci quickly threw the question back to him, fearing that he would see any clues.

Upon hearing this, Fu Nanfeng was happy and quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll help you."

"I will definitely help you look glorious and beautiful."

"Okay, then let me look forward to it." Song Buci replied.