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

After hearing the words "I want to invite you to be my female companion", Murong Xue's expression instantly turned gloomy.

In the West, where social culture is prevalent and social activities are very frequent, it is undoubtedly a very normal behavior to invite your friends, family and partners when you are about to attend a banquet.

This does not mean that if Oliver invites Song Pingqing, he will definitely have some unpleasant social relationships with Song Pingqing.

But it must mean that Oliver is rapidly strengthening his personal relationship with Song Pingqing.

Murong Xue suppressed her temper and forced herself to nod. It was not until Song Pingqing hung up the phone that Murong Xue took a deep breath.

"What? Are you afraid this is a Hongmen Banquet?" Song Pingqing smiled and touched Murong Xue's head. "Don't worry, there will be no problem with this kind of event where we can have photographers."

It's just Bart's sky-high-priced lunch, not an opportunity to be supported by Bart.

This pancake looks big, round and sweet, but in essence it is just a projection of a sweet pancake on glutinous rice paper.

"You also know that there will be a photographer present." There was still concern in Murong Xue's eyes, but she lowered her eyes slightly to hide her thoughts.

Murong Xue was secretly upset that "I hadn't even invited Song Pingqing to attend as a 'female companion' yet, and someone else got there first."

She was just very perceptive enough to see through this behavior and perceive some more elusive danger.

Ever since smartphones came out, Murong Xue had already vaguely sensed the influence that the websites that Song Pingqing proposed to create during the summer vacation many years ago would have.

Especially things like Weibo that can influence and guide public opinion.

After discovering this, she had already started buying shares from several other people, leaving only those from Song Pingqing and Wu Qiming.

Wu Qiming's family is in this business, and of course they can sense the impact of Weibo in the future, so they will definitely not sell their shares.

And Song Pingqing? Let her take it. With her personality, at most she can bring some hot searches and traffic to the future artists of Duoyi.

Murong Xue could hardly imagine how crazy this matter might develop to in the future.

If one day in the future, at a very delicate time, someone leaked photos of her having lunch with Bart and politicians from the United States, and then spent money to bribe some people to spread some random rumors, Song Pingqing would have to bear a false accusation.

Murong Xue didn't think it was too early to start thinking about these things now. In her world, she would not allow her lover to encounter any potential risks.

I should increase the speed of hugging the thigh a little more.

Murong Xue stood up and said, "I'm going to go out for a while. You wait for me at home."

However, when Murong Xue came back in the evening, she saw several blonde tailors dressed in servants' clothes circling around Song Pingqing.

Haha, just by looking at the outfit and the scene, you can tell who this person is without even saying anything.

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, and immediately got into the role without even needing Song Pingqing's hint: "What are you doing?"

"It's just to prepare a new dress."

Song Pingqing turned her head and glanced at Murong Xue, and her tone immediately became a little more lazy and a little imperceptible impatience, as if she really didn't want to talk to Murong Xue, but had to be perfunctory.

There is already a sense of tacit understanding that allows us to work together without any hints from each other.

Murong Xue snorted lightly when she heard this, as if she was a little disdainful, and there was also a sense of arrogance in her tone: "Don't bring messy people home in the future. I don't want to see these in my house."

After that, Murong Xue said in English, very unhappy: "After measuring, leave quickly."

It was not until these people left that Murong Xue and Song Pingqing smiled at each other, but neither of them mentioned the matter immediately.

Murong Xue took advantage of the situation and said in the same arrogant tone as before: "Go make me a cup of milk tea. I want brown sugar pearls and a portion of pudding. Hurry up."

"Okay." Song Pingqing's mouth twitched slightly.

What a child, he has to rebel at times like this.

The bodyguard waited until he had checked the house thoroughly, even the lawn in the garden, and confirmed that there were no extra things in the house that shouldn't be there, before he finally sat down to chat.

Murong Xue was holding a cup of milk tea and was in a good mood.

"There will be no more cup tomorrow." Song Pingqing was very decisive.

"If there is no, then there is no." Murong Xue took another sip of milk tea, feeling the pleasure brought by the chewy pearls, "When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty~"

Song Pingqing was stunned for a moment: "Are you in such a good mood?"

"Of course." Murong Xue's eyes also showed a little more smile, "My progress is not bad."

There is a hint of coquettishness and seeking praise in the tone.

So cute.

"Really?" Song Pingqing looked at her like this and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his eyes gentle and doting, "Then this cup of milk tea is a reward for you."

"Don't regret it." Murong Xue immediately stood up.

"No regrets, but you have to give me half." Song Pingqing took a cup and came over, "Pour me some."

The two sisters finished their milk tea together, and Song Pingqing took out her cell phone and started editing the message to send to Oliver. Murong Xue leaned her head on her shoulder and read.

[Murongxue doesn't like strangers appearing at home. I will drive to your place the day after tomorrow morning. You don't need to send someone to pick you up.]

Oliver originally wanted to send someone to pick up Song Pingqing directly.

"You can't drive yourself." Murongxue reminded Song Pingqing after reading the editor's message, "You can't express it that way."

"Ok?"

"No matter how embarrassing your position is, with your financial resources, you will have a few confidants willing to follow you. Besides, he has met Wu Lide and the others."

Murong Xue reminded: "If you overact, it will easily arouse suspicion."

"Then I'll revise it again." Song Pingqing immediately re-edited it.

The first half of the sentence remained unchanged, and the second half was changed to [I will come to see you the day after tomorrow morning.]

"Yes." Murong Xue nodded and agreed to let her send it out. "Pick a few capable bodyguards to go with you the day after tomorrow."

After thinking for a while, Murong Xue added: "Especially those who didn't show up at school last time, pick two more."

"it is good."

Oliver's message came ten minutes later, and he sent Song Pingqing a new address.

[Of course, no problem. You can get your makeup done in this store. I have booked the best stylist for you.]

After seeing this news, Murong Xue and Song Pingqing looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

"Let's delay it according to the ten-day goal." Murong Xue set a time for Song Pingqing. "I have already embraced the thigh, but it will take some time."

"Okay." Song Pingqing agreed immediately.

"I won't let you get into this kind of awkward social situation again." Murong Xue's voice was exceptionally soft when she said this.

This is a little emotional.

"Why is this so awkward?" Song Pingqing put his elbow on Murong Xue's shoulder, "Let me think about what we call this..."

"Hmm..." Song Pingqing teased her deliberately, "In cahoots with each other, friends of evil, snakes and rats in the same nest?"

"Just shut up!" Murong Xue couldn't stand it anymore.

Still a fox friend? ! Dead fox.

This is clearly a pair flying together!