When the admission notice for the Xinghan Music Academy arrived, Song Qinghuan's life in this life had been completely rewritten.

In her previous life, she had missed the path of being misled. The end of the path was pitch black, and Song Qinghuan had smashed her head into a bloody pulp.

However, in this life, Song Qinghuan was slowly rewriting her life step by step. The things in her hands were only a page, and Song Qinghuan held onto the key that would light up another path in her life.

Song Qinghuan smiled. Only she knew how deep her smile was, and how much she hated him in her heart.

The Old Granny held a grand and grand Martial Teacher Banquet for Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan had cooperated from the beginning to the end. Although this banquet was arranged for her on the surface, it was actually just a way for the Old Granny to show off her Song Family to the public.

On August 20th, with the excuse of being familiar with the environment in advance, Song Qinghuan brought the notice and her luggage to Wan Ning City in advance.

Before they boarded the plane, Song Qinghuan finally felt the pressure on her neck lessen a little.

Song Qinghuan wore a pair of large sunglasses that covered most of her face. She took out her suitcase and walked out with a pair of sandals with a height of less than five centimeters. Her blue checked vest revealed her sexy collarbone.

Just as Song Qinghuan was about to walk out of the reception hall, a dark blue hat with a sunshade covering the brim fell on her head.

Just as Song Qinghuan was about to move away, the person behind her suddenly grabbed her slim waist with her left hand, while her right hand held onto something that resembled a pen and placed it on Song Qinghuan's waist.

The man was taller than Song Qinghuan by a lot. In the main hall, there were many people walking in and out, so he knocked on Song Qinghuan's shoulder with his chin. His breath landed on Song Qinghuan's swan neck as he smiled and said, "Don't move, you should be more familiar with what this is."

"…" After so many days, she once again heard this familiar voice.

Before she left the house, she specially checked with the Millennium Calendar and found a day when everything was fine. In the end …

As expected, feudal superstition could not be trusted!

A handsome man and a beautiful woman, yet still maintained such intimate posture. Suddenly, the surroundings rang with whistles.

"Good girl."

Xu Ningzhou was dressed in a proper beige casual attire, looking elegant and reserved. He was the type of tall and handsome man with clear features, a type that everyone would be able to see at a glance even in the crowd.

As long as Xu Ningzhou was not as cold as ice and frost, putting on a posture of not allowing others to see him from a thousand miles away, it would be difficult for anyone to resist the charisma he exuded.

"What are you going to do?" Ever since the lightning had struck Xu Ningzhou, Song Qinghuan knew that this man wouldn't let her off so easily. She was prepared to be picked up, but she didn't expect him to catch her right after she got off the plane.

It could be seen that this man was not a petty person!

Song Qinghuan knitted her brows in thought. She believed that Xu Ningzhou had learned from Song Shuyao that her plane had been waiting for her since long ago.

Xu Ningzhou didn't know that he had been misunderstood again. He pushed Song Qinghuan outside and saw that Song Qinghuan's expression was very gentle. It seemed like he was carefully listening to his girlfriend's words.

Song Qinghuan only felt that this man could act better than her!

The two of them walked out of the reception hall. When Xu Ningzhou's driver saw him, the first thing he did was open the car door.

Song Qinghuan looked around and prepared to save herself. At that moment, Xu Ningzhou walked over from behind her, picked up her luggage and locked it in the trunk. He raised his head to look at Song Qinghuan's wary expression and suddenly laughed.

Xu Ningzhou had a very good-looking face when she smiled, her eyes brimming with a different kind of sincerity.

Song Qinghuan was only 18 years old this year, her skin was smooth and delicate, her clear eyes were full of light and color, and her delicate goose-like face had an exquisite face.

Xu Ningzhou had forgotten where he had seen this saying. The girls in the Jiangnan River and township were like a box of powdered water, lightly pulling at the sides. They would always be able to paint the colors you wanted the most in your heart.

Until the car door was closed, cutting off all view of the outside world, Song Qinghuan tried to jump out of the car, but failed, so she took off the hat Xu Ningzhou had given her, and turned to look at the happy man sitting beside her: "You kidnapped her!"

Xu Ningzhou's left hand had a spinning pen on his knuckles, he also looked at Song Qinghuan from the side, his right elbow was on his knee, and the back of his hand was smiling as he looked at Song Qinghuan like a cat about to explode: "Kidnapping? Who saw it? "

To Song Qinghuan, Xu Ningzhou's current appearance was akin to a wolf in sheep's clothing, acting shameless!

She lowered her eyes and looked at the pen Xu was playing with at her fingertips. "What exactly do you want?" she asked.

Hearing her words, not only did Xu Ningzhou not get angry, he even smiled and blinked his eyes. He moved his head closer to Song Qinghuan, clutching his chest and said: "Do you still remember what you did to me last time?"

Song Qinghuan: "…" Aren't you afraid that your brain has been electrocuted?

Song Qinghuan looked at Xu Ningzhou with a complicated expression. She thought to herself, 'Is the electric shock pen really that powerful?'

It shocked a living person silly.

The corner of Xu Ningzhou's mouth twitched unnoticeably when he saw Song Qinghuan's' you're like a retard 'look. He touched his nose awkwardly. The first time he made a move, it could be said to be the dark history of Young Master Xu.

Song Qinghuan stretched out her arm.

"Hmm?" Xu Ningzhou looked at her in confusion.

Song Qinghuan turned her head and looked out the window. The car was already speeding towards the city center. She lowered her eyes and cast a shadow with her thick eyelashes. She said: "Last time I attacked you with an electric shock stick, I let you return."

That's it.

"NONONONO," Xu Ningzhou waved his index finger and smiled lightly, "As a gentleman, I've decided to give you another method of compensation."

"…" Then shall I not thank you, gentleman?

Song Qinghuan resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Xu Ningzhou. She knitted her brows and looked at Xu Ningzhou with wariness in her eyes.

Xu Ningzhou looked at the wariness in her eyes and immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, saying, "Relax, I won't let you take it all for yourself."

Song Qinghuan glared at the playboy in front of her. Her mouth was full of words as she ran away from the train. "I believe you!"

Xu Ningzhou's expression did not change. His handsome face wantonly showed her a brilliant smile. He really liked the process of teasing Song Qinghuan. He also liked the way her fur flared up, so it was very interesting.