Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

255. The old man with white beard is actually a teenager?

Song Pingqing was really hungry. Although he followed all dining etiquette, he ate so fast that Murong Xue was stunned.

Murong Xue: I was overthinking it. She was really hungry.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping until the end of the banquet. Some guests chose to stay overnight, but the time of most guests in the venue was highly valued, so they left even if it meant going out in the rain.

As the host of the banquet, Song Pingqing had to see the guests off. It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that the rain gradually showed signs of stopping.

Murong Xue was blown by the wind, and because she was still thinking about those things, she felt a little exhausted. When she was about to finish seeing off the guests, she went upstairs to rest first, leaving Song Pingqing and Murong Ba alone to socialize downstairs.

After seeing off the last guest, Song Pingqing was about to go back to wash up, but he saw a gray-white figure suddenly appear in the rain, walking towards Song Pingqing step by step. Under the light and shadow, there was an abrupt feeling that the figure came from another world.

There were no bodyguards to stop him, as if they couldn't see this person at all.

In the silence, only President Murong Ba reacted to the appearance of this person. The moment he saw the person coming, he moved almost subconsciously, as if he wanted to look at Song Pingqing, but he suppressed this impulse.

The man moved quickly and steadily. The distance between them was nearly a hundred meters, but he arrived in front of them in just two breaths. Wasn't he the old man with white beard whom they had not seen for a long time?

Song Pingqing: ??? Damn, this speed, is this white-bearded old man's surname Su?

It would be a shame for Chinese Kung Fu if it does not participate in the Olympics and causes foreign friends to doubt it.

The white-bearded old man walked up to the two of them and looked at Song Pingqing: "Nice to meet you again. You really never disappoint me."

Despite this familiar tone, Song Pingqing felt that what he said was weird.

She had seen this old man with a white beard as early as the day of the interview. He looked like an immortal, like a hermit from the world. Song Pingqing secretly felt that someone was going to be used as a mascot.

It turns out that the mascot is herself.

Song Pingqing: I always thought that I got to the top through my own strength.

From this perspective, it was indeed not the first time the two met, but his tone made it seem as if they had met before.

Song Pingqing began to doubt his memory to some extent.

"I would like to borrow your office to talk to Miss Song." The white-bearded old man looked at Mr. Murong, who in turn looked at Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing was thinking sarcastically: Wow, now you know to ask for my consent, what were you doing before?

Song Pingqing appeared to be sarcastic inside but calm on the outside. He nodded under the gaze of President Murong, and the three of them took the elevator up to the fourth floor.

The old man with white beard seemed to have been here many times and walked to President Murong Ba's office with ease.

Song Pingqing came to a conclusion in his mind: If they hadn't known each other before, I would have twisted my head off and given it to Gu Zongnan to kick around as a ball.

Gu Zongnan respectfully declines the offer.

President Murong opened the biometric lock and waited until the two of them entered before making an excuse to leave: "I'll go settle your parents first."

Because of the rain, Song Dashan and Xu Jinmei will stay in the villa tonight.

Song Pingqing found a place to sit down and looked at the old man with white beard: "Yes."

Old man with white beard: ...This guy doesn't play by the rules at all.

It’s better to say “say” than “say”.

The wrinkles on the old face wrapped around his facial features, and for a moment they actually formed the word "囧".

The old man with white beard coughed twice in embarrassment.

Song Pingqing reached for the kettle to boil water for tea.

"...You dare to touch his things." The old man with white beard tried to bring the conversation back to his side.

Song Pingqing didn't even raise his eyelids: "Well, if I accidentally break this purple clay teapot, I will say it was you who did it."

"There may not be gods above our heads, but there are surveillance cameras." The old man with white beard said, "Aren't you afraid that your godfather will check the surveillance cameras?"

"Turn it over. A foster father is also a father, and it is only natural for a daughter to betray her father."

...The old man with white beard was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "Is this the mentality of a long-lived old man?"

Song Pingqing didn't even pause while making the tea.

There are many things that we have already guessed in our hearts, so even if they are revealed one day, there will not be any shock.

There is indeed no shortage of talented people in this world.

Even Murong Xue could guess that Song Pingqing was not an ordinary person, so it was not surprising that such an otherworldly master could see Song Pingqing's soul.

Song Pingqing's reaction, which was without any unnecessary reaction, made the white-bearded old man completely lose his rhythm.

"Aren't you worried that I'll tell others?" The implication is that you haven't told anyone yet.

"If you could say it, you would have said it long ago." Song Pingqing said concisely and placed the brewed tea in front of the white-bearded old man.

"...I hate smart people like you the most." The image of the white-bearded old man changed without any warning. Song Pingqing just blinked, and the old man in front of him turned into a young man with white hair and blue eyes.

This time Song Pingqing really remained silent, but it made sense if you think about it carefully.

If she, a person over 110 years old, is allowed to become a child, why can't a child be allowed to cosplay as an elderly person?

The young man in front of him had a fair face and delicate features. His white hair fell softly on his shoulders like snow, shining with silver light. He still looked like an otherworldly sage who was not tainted by this worldly matter.

Even though his clothes had changed from the gray Taoist robe to a white shirt and blue jeans, it could not conceal his otherworldly feeling.

"You don't seem very shocked." The boy was slightly dissatisfied.

"After all, this world has gone mad to a point that is difficult for mortals like us to fathom."

After Song Pingqing answered, he asked back, "Aren't you worried about the surveillance cameras right above your head?"

"The surveillance camera can't capture me." After the boy answered, he suddenly realized that he had lost the initiative in the conversation again. He was once again being led by Song Pingqing. He was a little discouraged.

"I never felt so embarrassed when I was chatting with that guy Murong."

He has been dealing with Mr. Murong Ba for more than ten years. As a son of destiny, Mr. Murong Ba is never afraid when he sees him, but is a little arrogant. That is the qualification given to him by heaven.

But the Son of Destiny was not as arrogant as Song Pingqing, who dared to directly lead the conversation with him.

Don't think I don't know that you are playing tricks on me, old lady. You have successfully attracted my attention.

Song Pingqing's answer was to the point: "Because he needs something from you, but I don't."

Parents love their children and have far-reaching plans.

Murong Ba always had something to ask of him, and since it was related to the safety and happiness of his beloved daughter, he had to suppress his temper no matter how bad it was, and of course he would not be overly arrogant.

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