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

"The second young master has gone back to work." The boy answered her, but his eyes did not move away from the car.

"It's really strange that the second young master can actually work seriously." Mia was very surprised. If she had known that they were in a free country, the second young master would have refused when the head of the family asked him to visit the company.

He would rather sleep at home or fight with the Black Hand Gang.

Once here, everyone is willing to go to work.

"The young master can cure him."

Mia laughed when she heard it, "Young Master is amazing."

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Song Buci had been looking forward to getting off work, and she was a little impatient to meet Fu Nanfeng.

The two of them haven't seen each other for five days.

As it was almost time to get off work, Song Buci didn't want to practice at all.

I look at the watch on my wrist from time to time, and every time I look at it, I feel that time is passing so slowly.

Although there was only an hour left before get off work ended, Song Buci felt like he was in prison.

My heart has already flown away.

Many people noticed her action, and finally Wen Xuyan couldn't stand it anymore and reminded her, "Sister Song, it's 20 minutes before get off work ends. You don't have to keep looking at your watch."

"It will be over in a moment."

Song Buci glanced at him and said nothing. How could a little kid like him understand her mood at the moment?

She is feeling joyful and anxious right now. How can she not be anxious when she thinks about seeing Fu Nanfeng's handsome face?

Yang Jiayao then stood up and shouted, "Let's practice again."

Song Buci didn't want to play at all, but he still suppressed his restless heart and sat in front of the piano to play.

After the song ended, Yang Jiayao and the teacher they had invited reviewed the mistakes they had made in their performance. The teacher's sharp gaze fell on Song Buci, and he began, "Song Tuan, you played too fast, and the rhythm was messed up."

"You're in such a hurry to get off work that you're so anxious that you're losing your mind. This won't do."

He made a mistake again. Song Buci scratched his head awkwardly and said to everyone, "Sorry."

Wen Xiaoxing hugged his saxophone and said with a smile, "Sister Song, are you in a hurry to see Mr. Fu after get off work?"

Wen Xiaoxing comforted him, "The person is right there. You don't have to worry about him disappearing."

Everyone in the orchestra knew that Song Buci was in love, but since she broke up with President Fu, she couldn't even remain calm when talking about the piano.

Liang Si was married and suffered a lot in marriage. It is good to fall in love, but you should think twice before getting married.

Being teased by them again, Song Buci's cheeks turned red and he directly denied it.

"No, I didn't even agree to be Fu Nanfeng's girlfriend."

When the younger ones heard that she didn't agree, they were a little surprised. Wen Xuyan asked bluntly, "Then why have you been so absent-minded these days?"

"Isn't it just love?"

Wen Xuyan then compared his brother to her: "My brother is like that. He likes Sister Chen Jue. Whenever he has free time, he looks at Sister Chen Jue's photos and misses her."

Later on, she revealed a look of disdain: "Not only that, he also bought a lot of jewelry and put it in the room."

"I don't know if Sister Chen Jue is willing to accept him now."

After hearing what he said, Song Buci quickly asked, "Is your brother pursuing Chen Jue now?"

"Yes." Wen Xuyan nodded, "Because he is pursuing Sister Chen Jue, he has no time to care about me now."

Hey, this guy Chen Jue didn’t even tell her.

After the few people finished chatting, the teacher continued to comment. After listening, Yang Jiayao asked them to practice again.

After everyone agreed, his eyes fell on Song Buci. He stood there with the baton in his hand, looking a little restrained, but the words he spoke were not polite at all.

"Sister Song, don't try to grab the beat this time. Keep up with everyone else's pace."

Song Buci, who was named, quickly responded: "Yes, I promise not to rush the beat."

After the second ensemble, the teacher nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, much better than last time."

He glanced at the time and saw there were seven minutes left. He then turned his gaze to Song Buci and said, "Song Tuan, you played very well this time. You completely blended in with everyone else."

"I hope you will all practice according to this standard tomorrow."

Song Buci nodded: "Yes."

After the teacher finished evaluating everyone, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, it's almost time to get off work, everyone take a break."

Getting off work is the happiest thing for everyone. "Yeah, it's time to get off work. I'm going to eat spicy hot pot!" Chu Yue was so excited.

Wen Xuyan's happy face disappeared in an instant. He raised his hand and poked Chu Yue's head, saying with some disapproval: "Chu Yue, Chu Yue, are you crazy?"

"Your illness hasn't healed yet, and your bone marrow hasn't been found. Do you really think you can do whatever you want now that your condition has improved?"

Chu Yue has now come to terms with things. Everyone will die sooner or later.

Besides, it is not known whether the bone marrow can be found. The doctor said that she can only live for a few years with this disease.

As long as she can step onto that big stage, it will be a great honor for her regardless of whether she wins the award or not.

"You've been controlling me, and I haven't had spicy hot pot for several months." Chu Yue said with dissatisfaction, covering his head.

"And my brother also agreed, it's none of your business," Chu Yue said, sticking out her tongue at him playfully, "Lululu~"

Everyone couldn't help laughing when watching them playing. The way these two played around was quite hilarious.

However, Chu Yue's illness is indeed an indescribable pain.

Now I have to drink Chinese medicine every day, and as long as I get close to Chu Yue, I can smell the faint scent of Chinese medicine on her.

Wen Xuyan sighed when she heard her brother agreed, "You really are."

Finally, I compromised and said, "Okay, I'll take you out to eat. The place you usually go to is not clean."

"Eating too much is not good for your health."

Chu Yue asked in confusion when she heard this: "You eat spicy hot pot too?"

A rich kid like him has tasted all kinds of delicacies, so how could he eat the delicacies that ordinary people eat?

"I'll eat!" Wen Xuyan replied.

Listening to their conversation, Song Buci had a smile on his face. It’s great to be young.

At this time, the cell phone in her pocket rang. She took it out and found that it was Fu Nanfeng calling.

This made Song Buci excitedly stand up from her chair. She walked into the office regardless of everyone's gaze and answered the phone.

"You're welcome..." Fu Nanfeng's voice was hoarse and low, and it sounded particularly pleasant. "I'm downstairs."

"Why did you come back so soon?" Song Buci asked in disbelief, "You've been on a plane all day and now you're here to pick me up. Aren't you tired?"

"Tired." Fu Nanfeng replied, "No need to say goodbye. I'm exhausted now."

"You're so tired, why did you come back two days early?" Song Buci grumbled, but still said with concern, "Then you should have a good rest when you go back."

"Yeah." Fu Nanfeng looked at the tall building through the car window and said, "I will definitely have a good rest when I get back."

"But I miss you now."