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

With Song Pingqing's comfort, Xiuxiu gradually calmed down.

She wanted to tell Xiuxiu everything, but first she wanted to hear what Xiuxiu had to say.

"I thought we had to wear evening gowns for an occasion like this." Xiuxiu whispered, "But the people under the auction table weren't dressed formally. Many of them looked like they just got off work."

"Also, Sister Xue immediately made an offer when she heard me speak, without even asking if I wanted to buy it. Why? Can you just give away something this expensive?"

"Is it because there are differences between the worlds?" Xiuxiu asked seriously.

"Maybe there is such a reason." Song Pingqing continued to calm her down, "But I am more inclined to believe that the environment we are in is different now."

"Is it because you have money?" Xiuxiu still had no idea about this matter.

There's nothing she can do. She has never seen it, so how can she understand it?

"You can understand it this way temporarily, but you need to adapt slowly to more things." Song Pingqing also knew that these things were too illusory to be explained alone.

Xiuxiu nodded: "Was what happened yesterday difficult for you?"

"No." Song Pingqing answered quickly, "Your sister Xue won't bother you about this."

Song Pingqing: I bet she has forgotten it.

"I understand." Xiuxiu was worthy of being the child that Song Pingqing had taught all his life. After realizing her mistake, she immediately admitted it, "I will remember it. I promise."

"Grow up well." Song Pingqing handed her a candy. "Many past experiences are no longer valid. From now on, grow up well again."

In a completely new environment, breaking down the previous worldview and rebuilding it is actually a very painful thing. People need to reposition themselves and find their value.

In this regard, their growth rate is not as fast as that of real indigenous children.

Just like everyone around Song Pingqing has found their dreams and directions, only Song Pingqing is still in a stage of confusion.

Song Pingqing could only explain to Xiuxiu bit by bit how the Song family became what it is today, and deliberately emphasized the role of his parents in it.

He only omitted the content of helping Murong Xue change her fate, and said nothing that shouldn't be said, either in front of or behind others.

After saying this, Song Pingqing picked up Xiuxiu and said, "But your sister Xue said something very right yesterday."

"Some things need to be played with early so that you can understand them when you grow up." As he said this, he carried Xiuxiu towards the warehouse at home.

Today, the Song family's storage warehouse is divided into several areas. The area responsible for displaying collections has a dedicated person responsible for adjusting the temperature and humidity.

The Song family is not well-off, and most of the things here belong to Song Pingqing.

Seventy percent of them were gifts sent by families that had dealings with the Murong family when Song Pingqing recognized his relatives. Among them were many antique calligraphy and paintings. Although they were not very valuable treasures, they were very important when added together, and were registered and displayed separately.

These are favors, and they will have to be repaid in the future business world.

Twenty percent was given intermittently by the Murong family over the years using various excuses.

You haven’t paid off your debts long ago, so just focus on working for the Murong family.

The remaining 10% are some thoughts that Murong Baba left for Song Pingqing.

The amount Song Pingqing received alone was more than what Wu Qiming and Shen Ci received combined. After all, they were publicly acknowledged godparents.

Song Pingqing held Xiuxiu in his arms and explained to her the source, material, and value one by one.

Xiuxiu would exclaim “wow” a few times at first, but then she became more and more silent the more she listened.

These things, which she had only seen on TV, in short videos and in novels in her previous life, are now neatly displayed in her aunt's warehouse.

"I understand."

After reading them one by one, Xiuxiu finally had some idea of ​​the current family situation: "Our family is completely different from before."

"Yeah." Song Pingqing responded, just like in his previous life, with a gentle tone, "So in this environment, when you speak and act, you must have rules and be sensible, and know when to pretend to be deaf and dumb."

“Don’t be too enthusiastic, and don’t express your emotions easily.”

Song Pingqing stopped preaching there. After showing Xiuxiu all the collections in the house one by one, Song Pingqing carried her upstairs again.

She took out her jewelry box from the cloakroom, picked out a few pieces of jewelry suitable for children to play with, and explained the materials, features and workmanship of each piece to her one by one.

Just like what Murong Baba taught them before.

Song Pingqing's mind suddenly emerged the first time they went to the Murong family's old house. When Murong Baba was explaining some antique collection to them, he deliberately played a prank and broke a few fakes to scare them.

Suddenly thinking of his old friend, he paused while explaining the gems to Xiuxiu and looked up at the lush green outside the window.

Xiuxiu was stunned. It was hard for her to imagine how much her nanny had learned over the years. When she noticed that Song Pingqing had stopped explaining, she cautiously called out, "Sister?"

Xiuxiu has now successfully changed her mind.

"Yes." Song Pingqing quickly regained his composure and gave Xiuxiu detailed instructions, "You must remember all of this."

As Song Pingqing spoke, he took out a small huanghuali box, put the few small pieces of jewelry he had just explained to Xiuxiu, along with some other accessories suitable for children, into the box and handed it to Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu held the box in a daze.

"what happened?"

"Grandma... No, sister." Xiuxiu was stunned by the money and called the wrong name for a moment, "Does this count as sudden wealth?"

"Okay." Song Pingqing smiled, "How do you feel?"

Xiuxiu held the small box in her arms: "It's more reassuring to receive your gift."

"Nonsense." Song Pingqing said calmly, "I am your family."

Xiuxiu crawled into Song Pingqing's arms: "I will grow up well."

Song Pingqing stroked her back and said: I hope Xiuxiu can live longer in this life.

Where there is happiness to be enjoyed, we should always enjoy it well.

When Murong Xue arrived at her residence in Country K, President Murong Ba finally had time to look up from the mountain of documents.

Murong Xue walked into his office, without saying a word, and placed the things in her hand in front of him: "I bought it back."

President Murong Ba looked at the necklace that Murong Xue brought back and snorted coldly: "Just for this, you ran away without saying a word and left your old father in a foreign country?"

"Dad, what do you mean by that?" Murong Xue sat elegantly and upright, with a gentle and decent smile on her face. "I just hope that you can successfully get this order."

"You think I can't see your little tricks."

"Little thoughts? What little thoughts can I have?" Murong Xue's tone was light and light, "My mind is all on business."

President Murong Ba was choked, clasped his hands together and placed them on the table, staring at Murong Xue for a long while before speaking: "Very good, I hope so."

Murong Xue leisurely picked up the black tea on the table and took a few sips.

Such words are really harmless.

When Murong Xue was so relaxed, President Murong Ba suddenly said, "It's time to talk to you about your high school."