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

The house is well maintained and has an antique feel. When you buy a house like this, you usually buy the furniture together. Looking at the antique furniture inside, Song Pingqing understood why the price was so high.

Old stuff is still valuable.

No wonder Xu Jinmei said this house was good. Song Pingqing really couldn't find any fault with it inside or outside.

Even the geographical location is excellent. This old villa is only six kilometers away from the Wanmu Center where she will work in the future.

This distance is too far for students going to school, but it is just right for workers like Song Pingqing.

After all, someone is also very interested in cars.

Especially motorcycles.

Xu Jinmei doesn't like motorcycles: "You should stop playing with those things. They are unsafe and noisy."

Song Pingqing agreed on the surface, but thought to himself: You won't be able to see me playing anyway.

The old lady returned to her youth, still with some rebellious nature in her. She wanted to enjoy the things she didn't have fun in her previous life to the fullest in this life.

Song Dashan and Song Pingqing share the same stance on this matter.

Song Dashan stood in a place where Xu Jinmei couldn't see him and winked at Song Pingqing, indicating that Song Pingqing should look at his cell phone.

Song Pingqing lowered his head and saw a message from Song Dashan on his phone:

【Don’t be impatient, girl. 】

[When you come back, just go to the garage of your house and take a look. ]

[Dad promises to arrange everything for you. ]

It's obvious that he often pretends to obey but actually goes against his will on such matters.

Song Pingqing said "Wuhu" and quickly replied:

[Be honest, how many motorcycles did you buy without my mother's knowledge? ]

Song Dashan sent two photos.

There are seventeen motorcycles lined up in the two photos, including imported, domestically produced, stylish, low-key, cool, matte, and even a pearlescent pink one.

All of these cars are licensed without exception.

Song Pingqing was stunned.

What a beautiful and delicate pink. I never thought that Song Dashan, such a rough man, could have such a strong girlish heart? !

While Xu Jinmei went upstairs to continue looking at houses, Song Pingqing approached Song Dashan and asked incredulously: "Why did you buy so many?"

If you ride one bike a day, it will take you half a month to finish riding one bike, right?

Song Dashan glanced at her proudly and said, "My dear girl, you don't understand this, do you?"

"Dad has inside information. It will be increasingly difficult to get motorcycle licenses in the future. We have to get a few first." Song Dashan patted his chest and continued, "At least we have to buy the models that my daughter likes first, right?"

Song Pingqing looked through the photos and saw that some of the cars looked familiar. They were the ones she had sent to Song Dashan before and asked if he could get them.

"Didn't you say to do it after you become an adult...Oh, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take photos then." Song Pingqing reacted.

"So, if you have anything you like, just send it to me and I'll hurry up and make it for you."

Song Pingqing was happy again: "Okay."

Why should she be embarrassed to use her father's connections and spend his money? She was still a minor anyway.

"But why did you buy a pink one?"

Song Dashan's reply was quite sentimental: "Oh, do you even need to ask this?"

"When the spring comes and the flowers bloom, or when the weather starts to cool down, you can ride a little pink bike and take Xue'er for a ride. It will be so beautiful."

"How romantic." Song Pingqing was shocked. "How romantic."

"That's right. I also sent flowers to your mother when I was courting her." Song Dashan said seriously, "Love is about being both practical and sentimental. If you don't have money, you should be practical first. When you have money, you can add sentimentality. A flower is still a flower."

Song Pingqing was stunned for a moment: "Why did you suddenly say this?"

But she has never had the tendency to fall in love prematurely.

"Dad means that you are getting older. When you fall in love in the future, you need to find someone who is pragmatic."

"Although Mr. Murong loves you little ones very much, you can't expect him to tell you these things. This has to be said by a father like me."

Thinking of the children in the homes of several cooperating merchants who made him worry so much, Song Dashan said with a sigh: "Bao'er, remember, no matter how beautiful the appearance is, it is just an external thing. Whether you can live a good life depends on what you have inside."

Song Pingqing nodded. He didn't expect Song Dashan to be so philosophical.

Song Dashan's next sentence was: "Even if you are supporting a gigolo, you can't just look at the face. Donkey dung eggs are still shiny on the surface. Do you want them if I give them to you?"

Wow, Song Dashan has a pretty open mind.

Although Song Pingqing didn't intend to accept either the pretty boy or the bad boy, Song Dashan's words were too......

"That's too vulgar, Dad. You're now a boss worth billions of dollars." Song Pingqing held his forehead with his hand, "Please pay attention to your image."

"Let me correct you. It's 10 billion. If Dad works harder, he can get up to 100 billion. Oh, and this doesn't include your mom's money. Your mom's beauty salon is very profitable. She has much more money than me."

Song Dashan shook his head, his face unfathomable: "I am not very knowledgeable, I only know the basics, who cares if I am vulgar or not, as long as it works."

"Besides, there is nothing for a father to pretend in front of his daughter."

Song Pingqing laughed like crazy, and once again felt that Baimao Tiandao was not bad. Although he had tricked him into coming here without his permission, he actually arranged a good home for him.

Song Pingqing asked Song Dashan for a photo of a separate pink motorcycle and sent it to Murongxue:

[Hi, pretty girl~ My dad asked me to take you for a ride. ]

It was a pearlescent pink three-wheeled motorcycle with a small sidecar next to the driver's seat that could accommodate people, and a bamboo helicopter upright on top.

It looks really cute.

Murong Xue's heart was moved, but she couldn't help but mutter, "Just take me for a ride, why did you have to add 'my dad asked'?"

President Murong put down the document: "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, just some small things." Murong Xue didn't even look up, and quickly operated her phone to reply to Song Pingqing's message.

[Minors are prohibited from driving motor vehicles.]

Song Pingqing fell silent.

What a cold reply.

Before I could reply, Murong Xue sent another message:

[Although you have a driver's license in the beautiful country now, your driver's license does not allow you to take minors out alone. ]

The corners of Song Pingqing's mouth twitched slightly.

What happened to her today?

He was so enthusiastic about taking me to see cars a few months ago, why did he change his attitude now? Not only did he not respond, he even chased me and made the final move?

Song Pingqing quickly replied: [Okay, I’ll ask again in half a year.]

Murong Xue responded with an OK gesture.

The eldest lady thought to herself: I sincerely hope that next time you ask me, you won’t add “my dad said”, otherwise I will still refuse.

Although she really wanted Song Pingqing's love, she was not willing to accept it under all circumstances.