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

As he spoke, Fu Nanfeng stood in front of Song Buci and looked at Song Huaishu neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Even if he was beaten or scolded, he would protect Song Buci behind him and not let her suffer any injustice.

Song Huaishu looked at him like this and felt that he was still somewhat responsible.

"Okay." Song Huaishu nodded. He stood up straight and the two looked at each other. Then he said, "Let's fight."

"Okay." Fu Nanfeng agreed.

Song Buci, who was standing next to them, looked at the two of them, wondering why things had come to this.

"Why don't we just forget about it?" Song Buci asked, "In the end, the fight ended with both of you getting injured and going to the hospital."

"This is not good." Song Buci shook his head and said seriously.

"As a grown man, a little injury is nothing." Song Huaishu said with a smile.

Finally, the two of them found an empty place nearby where there were few people and started fighting. Song Huaishu took off his coat and looked at him.

"Can you fight?" Song Huaishu asked with a frown as he looked at his somewhat thin body.

"Yes." Fu Nanfeng responded, and he took off his coat and handed it to Song Buci.

Fu Nanfeng rolled up his sleeves and walked in front of Song Huaishu, and the two of them assumed fighting stances.

After only half a minute of stalemate, the two men started fighting.

Two men were fighting, and they were both trained fighters.

Every move was meant to kill. Song Buci stood by and watched. He only felt pain when he heard the sound of fists hitting each other.

Moreover, the two of them fought extremely fiercely, just like in the TV, with each other using one move after another. Either Song Huaishu was pinned to the ground and beaten, or Fu Nanfeng was kicked away and Song Huaishu came up to finish him off.

Song Buci looked at the scene in front of him and stood there anxiously.

Her phone was set to the 120 page, and as soon as they stopped, she would immediately call 120 to call an ambulance to send the two people to the hospital.

"When did you hook up with my sister?" Song Huaishu sat on him, raised his fist and hit him in the face again and again, asking, "When did you have any bad intentions towards my sister?"

"You didn't come back from abroad just for my sister, did you?"

Fu Nanfeng quickly blocked the opponent's fist with the back of his hand, and after seizing the right opportunity, he turned over and pressed Song Huaishu to the ground.

"I've liked Buci for a long time, and I came back this time just for Buci." Fu Nanfeng said as he raised his fist and hit Song Huaishu in the face.

Fu Nanfeng only used 70% of his strength when he punched him, because this was Song Buci's third brother, and he couldn't really kill him.

"I want to marry her and spend my life with her." After the fight, Fu Nanfeng sat on Song Huaishu's body and stopped moving his hands.

"Brother, I really like Buci." Fu Nanfeng, with a pig-headed face, choked and expressed his love for Song Buci. Song Huaishu, who was lying on the ground, looked at him like this.

They remained silent, and Song Buci, who was not far away, came over and pulled them up, then asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Song Huaishu waved his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "No need, they are just minor injuries."

It's somewhat embarrassing to fight each other and then go to the hospital.

"You guys should handle yourselves." Song Huaishu said as he raised his hand and touched the wound on his face. The pain made him grimace. "But you have to remember this. If you dare to betray my family, I will kill you no matter what I say."

Upon hearing this, Fu Nanfeng's eyes suddenly widened. Does this mean that Song Huaishu agreed?

Fu Nanfeng was so happy that he immediately responded, "I know, Third Brother!"

"But whether the three of them agree or not is up to you." Song Huaishu wanted to say something harsh, but when he opened his mouth a little wider, it hurt and he grimaced. "No, let's go to the hospital."

Song Huaishu touched his face and cried out, "It hurts so much."

Seeing him like that, Song Buci couldn't help but laugh. After laughing, he said, "Let you show off."

In the end, Song Buci took them to the hospital. After the doctor treated them, both of them had large Band-Aids on their faces, looking quite miserable.

"I won't fight with you anymore. It hurts so much." Song Huaishu walked out of the hospital with the two of them, and raised his hand to touch his face covered with a Band-Aid.

Fu Nanfeng was also in great pain, but compared to this, he was more happy.

Got the consent of the third brother!

So happy!

As Song Huaishu got into his car, he turned to Song Buci and said, "I'm going back first. You should be careful too. Don't let this brat take advantage of you."

"Got it." Song Buci handed him his medicine and said with a smile, "Brother, remember not to let your wound touch water. Remember to wrap it with plastic wrap when you take a shower."

"Oh, I get it." Song Huaishu waved his hand and got into the car.

After he left, Song Buci turned his gaze towards Fu Nanfeng beside him. Seeing his handsome face turned into a pig's head, Song Buci felt a pang of heartache.

"Fu Nanfeng, do you really like me that much?" Song Buci raised his hand and gently touched the wound on his face, his eyes filled with heartache.

"Yes, I really like you very much." Fu Nanfeng said with a smile.

This smile pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and he grimaced in pain.

"Stop laughing, your face is full of hurt." Song Buci touched it and said.

"Yeah." Fu Nanfeng lowered his head and let her touch him.

In the original novel, Fu Nanfeng also loved Song Buci very much. He did a lot for Song Buci, and the two finally got married.

The author also wrote a sequel, saying that even when he was middle-aged and old, he was still unwilling to let go of Song Buci's hand.

"If you can take down my dad and my brothers, we'll get married." Song Buci thought of what he had just said while sitting on his third brother, and said with a smile.

Hearing the word "marriage", Fu Nanfeng's eyes widened slightly, "Marriage?"

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes, but my dad and my brother need to agree."

Song Buci's words had a great impact on Fu Nanfeng.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and Fu Nanfeng said with a choked voice, "I'm so happy."

"Don't worry, I will marry you home in a grand ceremony." As he said that, he stretched out his hands and hugged Song Buci in his arms. He hugged her tightly, as if he would not stop until Song Buci merged into his blood.

"You're such a crybaby." Song Buci listened to the sound of his sniffling and teased him with a smile, "You used to love crying secretly."

"No," Fu Nanfeng retorted, "I'm crying tears of joy!"

"Okay, okay." Song Buci followed his words and said, "You are just too happy."

"Yes." Song Buci responded, raised his hand and pushed him, saying, "You're hugging me too hard."

"Songsong."

Fu Nanfeng quickly let her go, then held her hand and said happily: "Today must be my lucky day."