"After all, I will be Qiao Qiao's partner from now on. What's mine is Qiao Qiao's, so my identity as a veterinarian also belongs to Qiao Qiao."

Song Jinqiao glanced at him, grabbed his arm, and suddenly broke into a sweet smile.

This smile stunned Bo Mu. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his arm. By the time he reacted, the perpetrator had already put away his smile.

He looked helplessly at the area that had been pinched red. The red area was particularly conspicuous against his fair skin.

Song Jinqiao felt no guilt at all. She snorted coldly and said viciously, "Are you leaving or not?"

Mu blinked and said with a smile, "Let's go now."

Song Jinqiao finally realized that he couldn't be nice to Bo Mu, otherwise he would get ahead of him.

You have to give him a slap in the face and then a sweet date.

…

The instrument was made by an old male, who happened to be in Chaobo King City looking after the instruments brought this time.

"Grandpa Hai, there's a female here who needs your help."

Mu's tone was very respectful, and it was obvious that this old male had a high status and was also very respected.

He is called an old male because his hair has turned white, and his eyebrows and beard are also white, but his eyes are still shrewd and sharp, and because of his long experience, he has added a bit of vicissitudes of life.

Mu Mu said that this old male had lived for almost seven hundred years and had spent his entire life studying musical instruments and had never found a partner.

Seeing the old male, Song Jinqiao couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.

When Grandpa Hai saw Mu, he smiled and started a conversation, appearing very familiar: "Really?"

Then he looked at Song Jinqiao again, his eyes filled with amazement. Seeing how intimate Bo Mu was with her, he laughed again, appearing unusually kind: "I was wondering why you brought a female to see me. No wonder..."

What he said was quite meaningful, but Song Jinqiao didn't understand it. However, Bo Mu did understand it and smiled faintly without saying anything.

Bo Mu didn't say anything, and Grandpa Hai didn't care. He said to Song Jinqiao very kindly, "Little female, what's the matter?"

Facing such a kind and amiable old man, Song Jinqiao couldn't help but lower her attitude and acted cute and obedient: "I want you to make a musical instrument for me."

When talking about musical instruments, Grandpa Hai became obviously more excited. He asked her to sit down and asked what kind of instrument it was.

Song Jinqiao described it, but Grandpa Hai didn't understand, which made her a little at a loss.

"Use this." Mu took out something that looked like kraft paper, but was very thick.

Song Jinqiao asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"It's called calligraphy. You put a drop of your own blood on it, squeeze it, close your eyes, and think about what you want to express."

Song Jinqiao followed suit. She first dripped a drop of blood, then closed her eyes and thought about the various production details of the guzheng in her mind.

When she opened her eyes, she was stunned by what she saw on the painting.

The image of the guzheng she had imagined in her mind, as well as various details, were clearly presented on the painting, but she could not understand the words written on it.

[This is called calligraphy, and its function is similar to that of a book.]

Song Jinqiao stared at the calligraphy without blinking, afraid of missing any details.

'This world is so magical!'

She handed the finished calligraphy to Grandpa Hai.

Grandpa Hai didn’t care much at first, but as he got to know more, the whole beast became excited.