she is sweeter than sugar

Wen Runian's eyes fell on the gorgeous and classic coffin in the carriage, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He looked at it for a while, and then said, "...No need, I know it's true."

Calculating the time, the Godsend Orchestra was performing in the music hall of the magic city some time ago, and now Mo Jinglan has appeared here... It is obvious where this coffin came from.

Wen Runian had imagined more than one ending, but he still didn't expect that this matter would end at such a speed.

Even... Before he had time to take any action, the matter was over.

After deliberating for a while, Wen Runian said, "I can apologize for Yan Moxiang for her suspicion of you before, but can this matter stop bothering Mo Xiang?"

"Of course, in order to show my sincerity, I am willing to give you the manuscript of Master Nipson's ninth movement score, as well as the... coffin that is being transported from Shanghai, as an apology. Do you think this is okay?"

"Master Nipson's ninth movement?" Fang Che couldn't help but exclaimed.

Everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to Fang Che. Fang Che knew that he had lost his composure, so he gave everyone an apologetic smile, and quickly shut his mouth.

However, there was still a little eagerness in his eyes as he looked at the music score that Wen Runian took out.

Master Nipson was an outstanding symphony composer during the Great Emperor's period. Most of his manuscripts have been lost in the long river of time, and there are very few that can survive in the world, which are very precious.

Huo Shuyue and Wen Zixin were both waiting for Gu Ci to make a decision.

To be honest, for Wen Zixin, rather than having Yan Moxiang apologize again unwillingly, she would rather see what Wen Runian looks like when he apologizes.

It's just that even though she was thinking this way, Wen Zixin didn't open her mouth to interfere with Gu Ci's thoughts.

Gu Ci glanced across Wen Runian's body, and said lightly, "You can keep the coffin for yourself."

Her cool gaze swept over Mo Jinglan again, "This coffin over here is also given to you."

Wen Runian choked, looking at the classic coffin, unable to speak for a while.

After a while, he reorganized his sentence, "So, Gu Ci, you agreed with my approach, this time we Mianzhong have caused you trouble, and I apologize for that. "

As he said that, Wen Runian bowed to Gu Ci.

Seeing that Wen Runian's face didn't change at all, Wen Zixin just felt a little disappointed for a moment, as if he had punched the cotton with a punch, which was not strong.

But thinking about Wen Runian's character, it seems that the current behavior is the most normal.

Gu Ci stretched out her hand, "One, you or Yan Moxiang, don't come over and disturb us for no reason."

"Second, you apologized and admitted that Yan Moxiang was at fault. Now that this matter is over, don't go to the old...Principal Ji to file a complaint."

"Three, when you see Xinbao walk around in the future, don't kidnap her because she is your cousin."

"can do it?"

Hearing these three requirements, Wen Runian's eyes darkened slightly.

His gaze swept over Wen Zixin inadvertently, only to see that Wen Zixin snorted at him arrogantly at this time.

After a while, he slowly returned a word, "Okay."

Just when Wen Runian was about to leave, Gu Ci took out her phone and opened the recording app, "Okay, you can start apologizing now."

Seeing this scene, Huo Shuyue regained her spirits instantly.

"Come on, come on, one recording is not enough, let me record it for you, lest others think that we bullied you and threatened you."

"But student Wen Runian, don't worry, my phone's pixels are super high, and the beauty filters are all turned on for you, so don't worry about appearing ugly."

Huo Shuyue added with a half-smile, "It's important to clarify the cause of the incident, otherwise it will be very troublesome to re-record, don't you think so? Classmate Wen."

Wen Runian's footsteps stopped, and when he saw Huo Shuyue and the others had already set up their mobile phones, his brows twitched fiercely.

He landed on Gu Ci with a little disbelief.

Seeing that Gu Ci had no intention of stopping Huo Shuyue's nonsense, the look in his eyes gradually turned into disappointment.

Originally, he thought that Gu Ci was an indifferent and generous person, and he had always admired Gu Ci's character.

But he didn't expect that he would be so preoccupied that every penny must be reported.

Come to think of it, what she usually shows is just an illusion...

Sensing that Wen Runian's eyes were on her, Gu Ci raised her eyebrows and affirmed, "According to Huo Shuyue."

Taking a deep breath, Wen Runian began to apologize under the eyes of several people...

After apologizing, Wen Runian said sorry, and left the coffee shop in a hurry, with a feeling of running away in his footsteps.

Huo Shuyue and Wen Zixin watched Wen Runian's leaving back, they couldn't help laughing, and finally let out a bad breath in their hearts.

Wen Zixin couldn't help showing several silly smiles at Gu Ci.

On weekdays, how could Gu Ci care about such things?Just as Wen Runian thought before, this matter was over when he apologized for the first time.

Gu Ci was clearly trying to stand up for her, that's why she brought up the matter of recording.

Thinking of this, Wen Zixin's heart felt warm, and the corners of her mouth even grinned behind her ears.

There was still class to be held in the afternoon, so Gu Ci and the others didn't stay in the coffee shop for too long. They chatted with Fang Che and Mo Jinglan for a while before leaving.

As for the sheet music that Wen Runian gave, Gu Ci directly threw it to Fang Che.

That casual throw almost made Fang Che's heart jump out of his throat.

Looking at this scene, Mo Jinglan couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, "Gu Zhi, what about me? Are you just leaving me here?"

Gu Ci just gave him a cold look, "Sleep in your coffin!"

Hearing this, Mo Jinglan couldn't help touching his nose innocently, telling him intuitively that Gu Ci... doesn't seem very happy?

Just looking at Gu Ci's leaving back, Mo Jinglan couldn't ask any more questions after all. After a while, he remembered, "Hey, Gu Zhi, you haven't taken away the special products I brought you!"

But at this time, Gu Ci had gone far away.

If it wasn't like this, she would definitely come back and have a good lesson in martial arts with Mo Jinglan...

Once Gu Ci left, Mo Jinglan had no reason to stay.

Fang Che really wanted to have a good chat with Mo Jinglan, but for a while, seeing the goal he had been advancing all along, his mind went blank, and he couldn't think of anything to say.

So, the two also bid farewell and went back to their respective homes.

On the way, Fang Che received a call from the orchestra.

Rao Fang Che, who has always been quite calm, brought up today's matter after the members of the band finished talking.

"I met Mo Jinglan when I was delivering the music score to Gu Zhi today. He is different from the rumored..." To be precise, he was like a completely different person.

If he hadn't brought it to Gu Ci, and it was a specialty of Shanghai, Fang Che would have doubted that there was someone in this world who looked exactly like Mo Jinglan...

"Which Mo Jinglan? Who else could be Mo Jinglan?"

Fang Che's words were full of complexity.

Thinking of something, he added, "Oh, by the way, Gu Zhi brought us another sheet music."

"It's the ninth movement of Master Nipson, manuscript."

"Where did it come from?" Fang Che's expression became indescribable for a moment, "I said someone brought it to the door by himself, do you believe it?"