Upon hearing this, all eight students wanted to leave.

They immediately found someone and started slapping them.

Some students were still mindful of the friendship between classmates.

They didn't go that far.

But the other party wanted to beat him to death.

So they slapped each other harder than the last.

Forget about classmate friendship!

All they want now is to get out of here!

The only sound in the entire private room was the crisp sound of slapping.

They hit him less than fifty times, but all the students' faces were swollen.

It was so painful, red, and swollen that I couldn't even speak.

Almost no one can hit a hundred times.

Out of eight, not a single one was found.

Even the slightest movement causes them excruciating pain.

You can't leave until the game is finished.

Song Zhirang gave them opportunities, but none of them proved to be of any use.

"Since it's not finished, then leave it all behind."

These words, like a terrifying ghost, pounded into their ears, clinging to them deeply.

They were so scared they couldn't breathe.

In the time that followed, Song Zhirang and his bodyguards spent time with Yao Muxue, Mu Yan, Mu Chenggong, Gao Qi, Qi An, and their classmates, and had a pleasant time "playing" together.

After it was over, Song Zhirang sent them all to Africa.

Over there, there are even better things waiting for them to enjoy.

Mu Chenggong's company and villa were also disposed of by Song Zhirang's people.

Everyone in their family, including Yao Muxue's family, received corresponding punishments.

After he finished the task assigned to him by the president.

Song Zhirang drove Zhou Yao home.

At the entrance of a residential community.

Zhou Yao stood in front of the car and thanked Song Zhirang gratefully, "Thank you for bringing me back today."

"It's nothing, don't mention it," Song Zhirang said with a grin.

Zhou Yao recalled that Song Zhirang had helped her last time. Originally, she was supposed to treat him to dinner, but the boy ended up paying for it.

She has always felt embarrassed about this.

Now that she finally had the chance to see him, Zhou Yao didn't want to owe him a favor, so it was better to return the money to him.

"Um, about what happened last time, I'll transfer the money back to you."

As she spoke, Zhou Yao took her phone out of her bag.

Song Zhirang originally intended to refuse outright, so that she wouldn't have to turn the phone around.

As if he had thought of something, Song Zhirang took out his phone from his pocket.

He said, "Just transfer 60 to me."

Song Zhirang opened his phone, operated it for a while, and then handed it to her.

Zhou Yao prepared to scan the QR code to transfer the money to him.

Looking down, Song Zhirang noticed that the QR code on his phone screen wasn't for receiving payments.

It's his contact information!

Zhou Yao didn't understand what he meant.

Did I not explain myself clearly enough?

Zhou Yao looked at him and said again, "Mr. Song, please give me your payment code."

Song Zhirang said, "I'm sorry, I never accept money transfers from strangers."

Zhou Yao had no choice but to add him on WeChat.

Clicking on his profile picture reveals a funny husky image.

After successfully adding the girl on WeChat, Song Zhirang's lips unconsciously curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with starlight of joy.

He was in a good mood after achieving his goal.

Zhou Yao transferred 60 yuan to him and said, "Please accept this."

Song Zhirang smiled and said, "Yes, I'll collect it later. It's getting late, you should go back now."

Zhou Yao waved goodbye to him.

Song Zhirang smiled brightly and waved to her.

Song Zhirang watched her enter the community gate.

They just drove away.

-

As soon as Zhou Yao opened her door, she received a call from her good friend Tang Xingmi.

She swiped to answer the phone, "Hello, Mimi." As she answered, she went into the house and closed the door.

"Yaoyao, are you home yet?" Tang Xingmi's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I just got home, don't worry." Zhou Yao turned on the living room light and changed into slippers.

"It's good that you're home. It's getting late, so you should get some rest."

She was relieved as long as Yao Yao got home safely.

Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock.

Yao Yao was tired after a long day, so Tang Xingmi didn't disturb her and told her to get some rest.

Zhou Yao put her bag on the sofa. "Yeah, you too, go to sleep early."

"good evening."

"good evening."

After saying goodnight to each other, the two...

Then he hung up the phone.

Zhou Yao opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of rock sugar pear soup, and sat down on the sofa.

I opened my phone, scrolled through WeChat, and found Song Zhirang.

It still shows that no money has been received.

It's been so long, and he still hasn't accepted it?

Never mind, they're probably driving right now and don't have time to collect it.

Zhou Yao thought to herself.

After finishing the rock sugar pear soup and washing up, I went to my bedroom to rest.

-

The next day.

Fu Xiaohan is resting today.

A man cuddled his wife and slept until he naturally woke up.

If Tang Xingmi hadn't had to get up, he would have held her until the afternoon without letting go.

The two finished washing up.

Every day, Fu Xiaohan would ask Tang Xingmi for a sweet good morning kiss.

And every time she kisses her, the little one blushes shyly.

However, that didn't stop him from kissing her.

Fu Xiaohan believes there's only one reason why his wife blushes when he kisses her.

He just didn't kiss her enough.

We should kiss more often in the future. If we kiss more often, my wife probably won't blush anymore.

This is entirely for the sake of obedience.

After breakfast.

Fu Xiaohan accompanied Tang Xingmi to digest their food.

I'm sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV.

He used to never watch TV.

I'll watch the news for a while at most, on the financial channel.

But things are different now.

Fu Xiaohan watched it with great interest while accompanying his wife.

It's not boring at all.

On the contrary, he learned a lot of useful things from idol dramas.

For example, the plots that are currently being shown in TV dramas.

The male protagonist wanted to get a kiss from his wife.

Give the female lead a cherry and put it in her mouth.

Then, the male protagonist kissed her.

Upon seeing this, Fu Xiaohan had a sudden thought.

Looking at Tang Xingmi, who was earnestly eating grapes, he gently called out in his pleasant, deep voice, "My darling."

Tang Xingmi's cheeks were puffed up from the grapes, making her look incredibly cute!

She turned to the side, her expression adorable and cute, and looked at Fu Xiaohan, asking, "Hmm? What's wrong?"

Fu Xiaohan raised his index finger and pointed to his lips, "Here."

At first, Tang Xingmi didn't react. Her gaze lingered on Fu Xiaohan's lips, observing them for a long time. "What's wrong with your lips?"

Fu Xiaohan pointed to the grapes in Tang Xingmi's hand, then pointed to his own lips.

Tang Xingmi asked, "Do you want to eat grapes?"

His wife finally understood. Fu Xiaohan smiled and nodded, "Mm."

The next second, Tang Xingmi generously handed the entire fruit platter to Fu Xiaohan, smiling and saying, "Eat up."

Fu Xiaohan: "..."

It seems my wife still doesn't understand.

Fu Xiaohan leaned closer to her, his tone slightly coquettish, his eyes crinkling as he gazed at her, his deep, pleasant voice ringing out, "I want my darling to feed me~"

Why is Xiao Han acting like a child?

Even eating fruit requires someone to feed it to it.

But when faced with someone's ability to act cute, Tang Xingmi could only admit defeat.

She was completely overwhelmed.

After finishing the grapes in her mouth, she agreed, "Okay."