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

After Song Pingqing's repeated invitations, Murong Ba finally stayed.

Although he really wanted to live with the children, he still acted as if he was agreeing reluctantly.

When talking about this at the dinner table, Murong Xue was obviously a little unhappy and puzzled, but she didn't show it on her face. She just cut a small piece of goose liver from Song Pingqing's plate in front of President Murong Ba and said, "You finally came back, don't you want to go back and accompany grandma?"

It was almost as if he was saying: Dad, you're delaying our date here!

President Murong Ba saw through her thoughts clearly, but he didn't intend to cooperate: "It's Christmas, and you don't have a holiday. I'll go back to see your grandma during the day and come back to live at night."

Murong Xue chewed slowly and then said, "You are so energetic."

"Not as busy as you young people, but not bad."

When the father and daughter looked at each other, sparks flew in the air and there was a smell of gunpowder that was difficult to dissipate.

Song Pingqing continued to eat his meal:

"Pingqing, what do you think?" President Murong Ba suddenly forced Song Pingqing into the battlefield.

Song Pingqing gave a very eager answer: "I think the relationship between the three of us, father and daughter, is really good."

This irrelevant answer forcibly ended the fight between the father and daughter, but at the same time it also earned angry looks from both Murong elder and elder Murong.

This relationship is indeed very good.

Since President Murong Ba lives here, Song Pingqing and Murong Xue have to accompany him for breakfast and dinner, which is also a disguised way of supervising Song Pingqing and not allowing him to work overtime.

Murong Xue was very satisfied with this, and her complexion looked better every day during these three days than the day before.

It was obvious that Song Pingqing's attention had returned to her again.

Murong Ba remained silent and just used his own methods to help his daughter.

However, when two generations live together for a long time, some conflicts are inevitable.

For example, at the breakfast table this morning, President Murong shook the newspaper and said, "Pingqing, the decorations in your house are not very exquisite. I will have someone move them for you today. Please give it some time."

Murong Xue did her homework until very late last night, and her early morning grumpiness had not yet completely subsided, so she immediately choked him up: "I think it's good."

There is that smell of gunpowder that is hard to conceal.

Hey...

Song Pingqing said resignedly, "It's a good thing that Dad is willing to help look at the furnishings at home, but there's nothing in the warehouse here."

Half of her miscellaneous jewelry and ornaments were used to decorate the Song family, and one third was used to decorate this house. Only some things that really didn't match the style were left in the warehouse.

Having just been humiliated by his own daughter, President Murong Ba saw the steps handed to him by Song Pingqing, but he was unwilling to go down the steps. Instead, he climbed a few steps higher.

"I'm decorating a house for my daughter, so why should I care about that?"

There is a sense of grandeur, as if a father-in-law is decorating the house with a wave of his hands.

Song Pingqing: The couple hasn't confessed their love yet, the relationship hasn't been made public, but they have taken all the benefits.

"It's settled." President Murong snorted, "I'll have someone send all the stuff over later."

"Send something nice."

Of course, the one who can ask for things so openly is my biological daughter.

He directly snatched the thing from his old father's arms without any hesitation.

Song Pingqing's eyes were a little horrified, and he reached out to pull Murong Xue's sleeve.

"You're welcome." Boss Murong said sarcastically, "Anyway, this isn't the first time she's gotten something from me for you."

President Murong Ba looked at Murong Xue and said, "Back then, she almost asked me to build a building for you just like Wanmu Commercial."

Song Pingqing was shocked.

"It's a pity that the land we were able to obtain later was still a little far from Wanmu Commercial." President Murong looked at Song Pingqing's astonished eyes, "She was not happy about it."

Murong Xue was so angry when her past was suddenly exposed: "Dad! Don't talk while eating!"

Song Pingqing lowered his head and dared not speak.

The Wanmu Center acquired the land and started construction when I was in my first or second year of high school, right?

So Murong Xue already had a crush on her at that time...?

Song Pingqing's mind was in a mess.

"What are you thinking about?" Murong Xue's somewhat creepy voice sounded in Song Pingqing's ears.

"Hmm? Of course I'm enjoying my breakfast."

Murong Xue looked at her without blinking.

"Oh, I was thinking that you haven't had milk tea for a long time. Should I make you a cup and bring it to school?"

Murong Xue still stared at her.

It was clearly Murong Ba who brought up an old story, but it was Song Pingqing who was targeted by Murong Xue.

"Cough cough." President Murong Ba coughed twice, attracting the attention of both people to him.

He originally thought that knowing these old stories would help take their relationship to the next level, but he didn't expect that Murong Xue would pick on the weak. She didn't dare to lose her temper at him, but went to bully Song Pingqing.

Pingqing is still too honest.

President Murong Ba felt that he should protect the poor child Song Pingqing when he was around.

He put down the newspaper, looked at the two of them and said, "I can also make milk tea, why don't I make it and bring it to you later."

Song Pingqing was just about to agree and try the milk tea made by this overbearing president when Murong Xue covered his mouth all of a sudden.

"No, I want to drink what Song Pingqing made."

His expression was so serious and his tone was so firm, it seemed as if he was making a declaration of justice.

Apparently, even though many years had passed, Murong Xue still remembered the fear that she felt when drinking the milk tea made by Murong Ba.

Song Pingqing was still covered by her mouth. Although he regretted not being able to taste the milk tea made by the overbearing president himself, he still replied vaguely: "Okay, okay, I'll make it for you, I'll make it for you."

Murong, the big light bulb, the tyrant, the assist man, stayed here for a week and only left in the evening of December 31st.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue were finally freed from the high pressure of living with their elders.

Watching Murong Ba getting into the car and leaving, Murong Xue turned to look at Song Pingqing: "I don't have any work scheduled for tomorrow. It's the first day of the new year, so postpone your schedule. I want to stay with you."

Once people realize the benefits of straight balls, they will hit more and more straight balls.

"I didn't have any work arranged." Song Pingqing took her hand and found it was a little cold, so he immediately walked into the house.

"We can celebrate New Year's Eve together tonight. Haven't you always wanted to get your nails done? I've ordered some great materials, and I'll do your nails tonight."

Recently, the Internet has been abuzz with topics related to the New Year.

This is the atmosphere created by the joint marketing of many brands, and Song Pingqing is also responsible for it.

But it is also a good excuse to spend time with your loved ones.

Song Pingqing: I listened to the advice and should cherish the people around me.

Murongxue was very satisfied with Song Pingqing's change, and felt that she had made a good call for reinforcements: "What have you prepared?"

"For example... I have polished a lot of gemstones myself, and you can choose which one you want to put on your nails."

All the shiny things on Murong Xue's body, no matter how big or small, must be genuine.

"Can I draw my own nail designs?"

"You can, but don't overestimate my skills."