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

Song Buci went crazy. She stood up and screamed, "Ahhhhhhh!"

"I'm going to become a mushroom!"

"Brother!" Song Buci shouted at her brother, "You can't treat me like this!"

"I am your dearest sister!" As she said that, she raised her hand to grab Song Yunshen's wrist and shook it again and again.

"So what if it's my favorite? Just let me live here!" Song Yunshen was unmoved, with only work in his eyes.

He pulled his hands out and typed on the computer keyboard, looking really busy.

Song Buci sat aside and looked at her elder brother angrily. Finally, she sighed, lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over her and closed her eyes.

No one knew where Fu Nanfeng had gone. If he had been there trying to persuade her elder brother, it might have been effective.

Fu Nanfeng, whom she was talking about, was in prison at this time. He was sitting on a chair with a phone in his hand, looking at Lu Zhixia who was sitting inside with a vicious look.

Lu Zhixia had been in the detention center for less than two months, and by this time, she had been tortured beyond recognition by the prisoners.

His face was haggard, his skin was sallow, and his eyes were dull.

She had lost a lot of weight, and her hand holding the phone was almost skin and bones.

Lu Zhixia looked at the man sitting in front of her, and fear arose in her heart.

Even though there was a layer of glass between them, Lu Zhixia couldn't feel safe.

Everything she suffered in prison was caused by the man in front of her.

This man is so cruel and ruthless, he shows no mercy at all.

"Are you doing well in there?" Fu Nanfeng's cold voice sounded. Lu Zhixia's body trembled violently when she heard his voice.

"Very...very...very good." Lu Zhixia replied with a trembling voice, and then hurriedly asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"The plaster has been removed from Buci's hands." Fu Nanfeng said calmly, but his tone was filled with endless coldness. "But those once beautiful hands are now covered with scars. You really tried to hurt them when you attacked them."

After hearing this, Lu Zhixia felt a dull pain in both his hands.

"It was Liu Shuyi who did it!" Lu Zhixia immediately took the blame and pushed everything onto Liu Shuyi. Anyway, this woman was going to be executed next year.

"If you want revenge, take revenge on her!" Lu Zhixia became excited at the end. She shouted loudly and her eyes were wide open.

"Please be merciful and let me go." Lu Zhixia abandoned her dignity and begged for mercy.

"I really know I was wrong."

Everyone here bullied her and forced her.

Men and women, they all use themselves as a tool for venting.

She didn't want to live this kind of life anymore. She could have owned luxury cars and mansions, so why did it come to this?

It’s all that bitch Liu Shuyi’s fault. If it weren’t for her suggestion, I wouldn’t have gone down this criminal path.

"I won't let either of you go." Fu Nanfeng looked at her like this, still with a cold smile on his face.

When Lu Zhixia saw this smile again, she felt like she was finished.

She was going to suffer inhumane treatment again.

"Mr. Fu, please forgive me. I shouldn't have liked you. I shouldn't have attacked Song Buci. Please let me go."

When visiting time came, the police came in and took her away. Before leaving, she kept shouting, "Mr. Fu, please forgive me!"

"I know I was wrong."

Her voice came through the phone and fell into Fu Nanfeng's ears. If he let her go, who would let Song Buci go at that time?

Fu Nanfeng is not a good person. He was just pretending to be like that for Song Buci to see.

After leaving the detention center, the man sitting in front of him in the car looked at Fu Nanfeng through the rearview mirror and asked, "Master, do you need me to sneak in and kill her?"

"No need, have someone smash their hands." Fu Nanfeng said while looking at the scenery outside the car window. The last sentence was very soft, but the man heard it clearly.

"Remember, it's smashed, not broken."

"Yes." The man agreed.

The car started and left the detention center. Fu Nanfeng looked out the window with his phone in hand and asked, "Have you found out what I asked you to investigate recently?"

"I found out. Those two people ran back to their hometown." The man replied.

"Well, you can find someone to set up a trap, cheat all the money they have, and make them work for the rest of their lives to pay off their debts." Fu Nanfeng said softly, and the two men's lower bodies would be stuck in the quagmire and unable to get out.

For ordinary families, working all their lives but not having any money of their own is the most desperate thing for them.

"Yes."

Back in the ward, Song Buci was lying on the bed playing with his phone. Fu Nanfeng looked around and saw no one else, which meant that Song Buci was the only one in the ward.

"Buci, I'm back." Fu Nanfeng walked over and then rubbed against Song Buci like a coquettish golden retriever.

Song Buci was annoyed by the rubbing, raised his hand to push his head away and said impatiently: "Go away, don't disturb me reading novels."

"How's your hand?" Fu Nanfeng didn't answer. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at her scarred hands and asked, his tone full of heartache.

"It's okay." Song Buci raised his hand and pushed his head away with a little force, saying, "Go away and don't bother me while I read the novel."

Knowing that she hated being disturbed when reading novels, Fu Nanfeng nodded and then sat aside, took out his computer and started working.

Song Buci's novel is one of those domineering novels that everyone reads. She has already read half of it, and the heroine in it has been heartbroken by the hero.

Now she is saying to the male lead: "Let's break up."

"Disappointment accumulates little by little. You thought I was arguing with you over trivial matters, but you didn't realize that it was these trivial matters that pushed us apart."

"You have no sense of propriety. You belittled me in front of your brothers and let your Bai Yueguang bully me. These are not love. Instead, they are proof that you don't love me."

"You would argue with others to protect your white moonlight, and you would also send warmth to your white moonlight. You always told me that women should be independent and not cling to others all the time."

"But you don't treat your white moonlight like this."

Song Buci looked at these words without any expression on his face. Won't these two be together in the end?

As long as the man pursues the woman, she will happily agree.

When he saw the male protagonist refute and even say that the female protagonist was unreasonable, Song Buci completely lost the desire to continue watching.

After reading so many novels of this type, she can guess the ending.

Song Buci sat up and looked at Fu Nanfeng. She was already furious and said directly, "Fu Nanfeng, let's break up."

Fu Nanfeng paused, then turned around and looked at her in disbelief.

Those emerald blue eyes were filled with disbelief.