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

This one sentence made Song Buci blush. Why didn't she realize that Fu Nanfeng spoke so bluntly before?

Song Buci's voice became softer: "Why do you want to see me?"

"Yeah, I really want to see you." Fu Nanfeng still expressed his emotions and thoughts directly on the phone.

Across the Internet, Fu Nanfeng freely expressed his surging love.

Maybe it was because he had just come to his senses, Song Buci felt very happy and his cheeks were hot when he heard these words.

Fu Nanfeng's words rang in his ears, making Song Buci happy unconsciously.

He was still thinking about her while he was abroad. Fu Nanfeng must like her.

"Do you miss me?" Fu Nanfeng asked, his voice seemed to be full of temptation, bringing out the emotions that Song Buci had hidden in his heart for the past five days.

The low and magnetic voice is like a person singing on a reef that attracts sailors, and Fu Nanfeng's voice is also attracting Song Buci.

Song Buci's cheeks flushed and his earlobes were stained red, and his voice became gentle: "I miss you."

Fu Nanfeng, who was sitting in the back seat, was holding his cell phone in one hand and pressing his aching temple with the other.

But after hearing Song Buci's response, his eyes widened slightly and the hand pressing on his temple paused.

That handsome face was full of disbelief.

Fu Nanfeng trembled as he spoke, his words a little slurred due to his excitement: "You...say it again."

Song Buci held the phone in both hands, then shouted loudly: "I said I miss you too!"

After yelling, he added: "Hang up, wait for me to go down."

After saying that, he really hung up the phone, picked up the bag beside him, stuffed the data cable, lipstick and jewelry into the bag one by one, then Song Buci opened the window to let some fresh air in to calm himself down before leaving the office.

Liang Si was the only one left in the office practicing. Song Buci was a little surprised to see that she had not left yet.

"Sister Liang, didn't you leave?"

Liang Si shook his head and explained: "Some parts are not so good, I will stay and practice a few more times."

Hearing her words, Song Buci nodded, and then reminded her: "Okay, then you have to go back early too."

"I understand." Liang Si responded with a smile.

Song Buci went downstairs and saw Fu Nanfeng's low-key luxury car from afar.

Fu Nanfeng leaned against the car door with a smile on his face.

When he saw Song Buci, he immediately stood up straight and strode towards her.

Those emerald blue eyes kept staring at Song Buci, and after looking over Song Buci with a slightly aggressive gaze, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Why did she lose some weight during the five days he was away?

Fu Nanfeng was looking at Song Buci, and Song Buci was also looking at him.

Those gentle eyes scanned Fu Nanfeng back and forth, "You look tired."

"Let's go back." Then she pulled his wrist and walked towards the car.

After sitting in the car, Fu Nanfeng couldn't help but ask her: "Bu Ci, you said you would give me a surprise that day, what was it?"

He asked about the surprise right after he came back. It seems that Fu Nanfeng is eager to know.

We agreed to tell him on his birthday, and now even if Fu Nanfeng is acting like a spoiled child, it is absolutely impossible for him to tell him.

"It's not your birthday yet, so I won't tell you." Song Buci looked at his profile and replied with a smile.

When he heard that he would have to wait until his birthday to find out, Fu Nanfeng sighed.

"It'll be a long time."

There is still more than a week until Song Buci's birthday, which seems a bit long.

"Can you give me a hint?" Fu Nanfeng leaned slightly closer and asked with a hint of flattery in his voice.

Song Buci raised his hand and pushed his shoulder and said, "No, you can only guess."

"Okay..." Fu Nanfeng sighed, "Then I'll look forward to it."

The driver started the car and drove towards home. The two people who had just received the notice to kidnap Song Buci got out of the van and saw the car driving away.

Wang Lu was a little confused as he watched the car drive away. He raised his hand and pushed Wang Qing and asked, "The people have been taken away... What should we do now?"

"I haven't received the final payment yet."

That’s five hundred thousand dollars, and that crazy woman hasn’t transferred the money into their account yet.

Wang Qing thought about it for a while, and when he didn't know what to do, his eyes fell on Wang Lu. After looking at his thin and weak body, he said, "Why don't you pretend?"

"Just trick that woman into going over there."

Wang Lu immediately retorted when he heard this: "No, do you really want me to be insulted by those people?"

Wang Qing raised his hand and punched him hard on the head. He looked at him with a look of disappointment and said, "You idiot! If she doesn't show up, how can those people possibly get you? We'll run away and go back home as soon as we get the money."

"The debt collectors will be coming to our house in a couple of days."

Wang Lu thought about it and could only nod in agreement.

No one knew what they discussed, and the kidnapped Song Buci had no idea even more.

It should be said that Song Buci had no idea that he was being followed for so many days.

Fu Nanfeng protected her very well.

When I got home, Fu Xipei had already prepared the meal.

Fu Xipei untied the apron on his body, looked at his brother and then looked at the pink apron, and for a moment he felt that he really looked like a nanny.

He's still a slave born from his mother!

No!

He must increase his brother's pocket money. Five million is no longer enough for him.

He wants 10 million in pocket money now!

At the dinner table, Fu Xipei took advantage of Song Buci's conversation and said, "Brother, can you give me a little more pocket money?"

"A five million increase would be enough. By the way, I also want to buy a sports car." After asking for a raise in pocket money, Fu Xipei even asked his brother for a sports car.

Because Fu Xipei knew that as long as Song Buci was there, his brother would not refuse.

Song Buci is his biggest backer, so he must try his best to please him.

If he makes Fu Nanfeng angry in the future, someone will plead for him.

Sure enough, when Fu Xipei heard these requests, Fu Nanfeng just glanced at him and finally said, "Okay."

"Thank you, brother!" Fu Xipei was happy. He could accept being asked to cook every day. "I'll send you the link to the sports car later!"

Fu Nanfeng looked at his happy expression, thought for a moment and reminded him: "I heard that Miss Fierna has arrived in the imperial capital."

"You have to be careful."

Fu Xipei, who was originally very happy, suddenly fell in dismay when he heard the name.

That handsome face showed an expression that was more uncomfortable than eating shit.

I endured it again and again, but in the end I couldn't help but burst out with a curse: "Fuck."

"Cough cough cough." Fu Nanfeng coughed to remind him.

Fu Xipei reacted and quickly apologized: "Sorry."

Thinking of that woman Philna, Fu Xipei felt that the delicious food in front of him no longer tasted good.

"I feel like I'm going to die," he said resentfully.