Hanging up the phone, she rubbed Fang Mo's face and smiled very happily: "Oh, Fang Fang, I'm going to get rich!" Finally, I don't have to worry about selling you without money, ahahaha~"

Fang Mo snorted with a disgusted expression of "you neuropath, stay away from me", and snorted: "Child abduction and trafficking is a crime, you can sell it and give it a try." ”

Su Niannian pouted: "Why do you want to grow up, it's not fun at all, go take a bath and sleep." ”

Fang Mo stood up and took his pajamas, and went to take a shower by himself.

He is seven years old this year, and the little boy also knows how to be shy, so he has long stopped letting Su Niannian help him wash it.

Su Niannian went to the study to rummage for a long time and took out a thick stack of piano scores.

This is the song she has worked on and off over the years, most of them are incomplete, and after looking at it for a while, her eyes lingering on one of them, her expression became tangled.

The white paper was densely packed, and it could be seen that I really put my heart into it at that time.

She sighed, sat down at the piano, and played according to the score.

The beautiful sound of the piano echoed in the room, and the wisps of thought lingered in it, tilting the composer's state of mind at that time.

Whether it is in terms of rhythm or emotion, it is a masterpiece of work.

This was a certain time, she made it casually, and she didn't think much about it at the time, but when she played this song, she realized that her mind was full of Gu Zichen.

So Su Nian hated this song every year.

But now to meet Mr. Jason, she has to come up with her best work.

Anyway, she has already sealed Gu Zichen in her memory, isn't it just a song? He won't hear it again.

With this in mind, Su began to refine the song every year.

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That night, Fang Liyuan came back, far away, Su Nian smelled a bloody smell on his body.

"Uncle, you're going to kill pigs again!" Su Niannian frowned, "Have you gone to the doctor?" ”

has known Fang Liyuan for almost five years, and she probably guessed that this man may not be simple.

It can be seen from the attack and the people under him, but she never thought about it, and always thought that Fang Liyuan was a street brother or something.

There is no absolute justice in this world at all, she will not be stupid enough to report Fang Liyuan, as long as he does not do anything hurtful to nature, Su Niannian does not reject his identity.

She defines his job as: butcher.

If you cut someone, it is called "killing a pig".

Fang Liyuan resisted this title for a long time, and later learned that it was probably this girl who took revenge on him for changing her name.

He smiled loudly: "Yes, I killed several pigs, oops, blood and intestines are flowing out, tsk tsk......"

Su Niannian's face turned white, and he fantasized about the picture of the eldest brother taking the younger brother to cut from the street to the end of the street in the Hong Kong and Taiwan films, and couldn't help but rush to the bathroom and vomit.

After retching for a while, when she came out, she saw Fang Liyuan smiling, she rolled her eyes, and rudely ripped off his shirt.

took out the medicine and gauze, Su Nian skillfully bandaged his wounds, and persuaded him bitterly: "Uncle, cutting people is not a long-term solution, you are in your thirties this year, and you will not be able to be a big brother if you cut it for another two years, the risk factor is too high, and there are no five insurances and one housing fund and retirement pension......

The corners of Fang Liyuan's mouth twitched, isn't this a slash wound or a gunshot wound! And he's not the big brother, he's the boss! Super Boss!

After treating the wound, Su Niannian patted him on the shoulder painfully: "Uncle, be good!" ”

(End of chapter)