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

Murong Xue successfully escaped the height-increasing training on Song Pingqing's birthday.

But not completely escaped.

I thought that after Song Pingqing returned home, Murong Xue could finally continue to sleep in. However, the day after Song Pingqing left, the person supervising her training changed from Song Pingqing to Murong Bazong.

Looking at her own father's cold face, Murong Xue felt a little dazed.

In this matter, Song Pingqing actually has a teammate? !

"I'm not getting up. I want to sleep." Murong Xue's way of confronting Murong Ba was very simple. She just pulled the quilt and buried her head in it.

I don't believe you have the ability to lift the quilt.

Murong Ba felt the veins on his forehead throbbing: "Are you going to get up or not?"

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of life Song Pingqing lived every day. Why was this child so difficult to coax? He was not at all as cute and obedient as he was when he was a child.

The answer to Mr. Murong Ba was silence.

"Mu-Rong-Xue-"

The servants who were cleaning Mr. Murong's room naturally heard the roar.

"Mr. is so angry."

"Yeah, this is the first time I heard the gentleman yell so angry."

“Raising a child is hard.”

"My rebellious kid was like that, too."

It was because Song Pingqing was not around that the conflicts in this family intensified rapidly.

But no matter how angry I was with my father, I still had to get up. I couldn't even skip my meal because of this.

Murong Xue finally changed into sportswear and followed Murong Ba to the sports field at home.

But the movements during exercise are very perfunctory.

It was completely different from the normal state when I exercised with Song Pingqing.

President Murong Ba became even angrier, and he was about to start a beating: "If you don't practice well, I'm going to hit your palm!"

Unexpectedly, Murong Xue was not afraid at all: "If you dare to hit me, I will go to my grandparents to complain!"

Murong Meiqiu woofed at the right moment and opened his mouth to bite the trouser leg of Murong Bazong.

President Murong was so angry that he closed his eyes for a while and kept telling himself: It's a dog, it's a dog, you can't bother with a dog, you can't bother with a dog.

At the end of the year, Murong's family lived in the manor, so everything that happened there was heard by Murong Baba and Dan Qiyun without a single omission.

After the servant finished reporting, the old couple looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

It was like the feeling of wanting to laugh, but having to hold it back because of the presence of the servants.

Dan Qiyun didn't laugh until all the servants left, with a tone of deep nostalgia: "I still remember when he was as old as Xue'er, he pointed at your nose and yelled at you, saying that he would definitely be a better father than you in the future."

Murong Baba snorted coldly: "I tell you, this is called retribution in this life. Those who think raising a child is easy have never raised a child before."

Even if you raise cats or dogs, their personalities are all kinds of weird, and most of them will not develop exactly in the direction the breeder expects.

Besides, children are still human beings.

"Xue'er is now less of a worry than when he was a child. At least she hasn't fought in school to the point where her parents had to be called in." Dan Qiyun sighed.

That's right. After all, Song Pingqing fought all the fights around Murong Xue, and the legend of Song Pingqing still exists in the primary school department of Baihua Academy.

"He is not like him. He lost two million in his first business venture." Murong Baba was very relentless in criticizing his son. Even his voice was more powerful. "Two million at that time! It was enough to cover the expenses of many people for a year. Alas..."

President Murong Ba was standing at the door holding the freshly boiled Chinese medicine, but he didn't dare to go in.

Yes, it is true that he lost two million in his first business venture, but at least he did not lend 1 billion to Song Jinyan or Long Aotian to invest in a project with which he had no confidence!

Murong Ba always felt that life as a middle-aged person was difficult.

There are old people above and young people below.

The old are difficult to take care of, and the young are difficult to take care of.

That’s fine, but the most difficult thing is that the old and the young in the family will join hands to check and balance him, a middle-aged woman who has to be both a father and a mother.

Oh, this splint is so uncomfortable.

I don't know why, but when I suddenly overheard my father talking about his failures in his youth in such a derogatory tone, President Murong felt a surge of extreme dissatisfaction and grievance in his heart.

Obviously, those were things that happened twenty or thirty years ago and should have faded away and become a simple memory.

But the scene in which Murong Baba pointed at his nose and scolded him was still clear in his mind, as if it was an old movie with a dull plot, which made Murong Ba feel suffocated.

Even though he is now the head of the Murong family, with outstanding achievements and abilities, enough to lead the Murong family on the road to prosperity, he is still hurt by his father's cold words.

In Mr. Murong Ba's mind, he suddenly couldn't help but recall what Song Pingqing had said when he comforted Murong Xue not long ago.

【Or maybe, he grew up like this, so he thinks everything he does is right. 】

Song Pingqing is right.

President Murong Ba quickly remembered what Murong Xue said that day.

I thought he would apologize to me.

He also wanted this apology.

It’s a pity that the bowl of Chinese medicine in his hand wouldn’t give President Murong Ba too much time to be distracted.

After a very brief moment of distraction, President Murong knocked on the door and brought in the medicine.

After completing the task of being a filial son by the bed, President Murong Ba walked towards Murong Xue's room.

Seeing Murong Xue's look that didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, he opened his mouth and found that he couldn't say sorry at all.

As Murong Xue looked more and more puzzled, President Murong Ba finally said, "You can sleep in if you want in the future, as long as you can manage your time well."

Then he left in a hurry, and his back looked a little embarrassed.

Although Song Pingqing is no longer in this family, the influence of Song Pingqing is still there.

Murong Xue held the phone and asked the person on the other end of the line: "What do you think happened to Dad?"

Song Pingqing on the other end of the phone was originally thinking about the strange rule that he would always meet Murong Ba when he called. However, before he could figure out the reason, he was interrupted by Murong Xue's question.

"How should I know?"

Song Pingqing yawned: "Maybe he just reflected on his behavior today and felt that it was too much, so he wanted to apologize to you."

"It's just that this kind of apology is hard to say, so I'll use a very euphemistic way instead."

Such a tactful apology is also common when mothers knock on the door and call people to eat.

"How could he reflect on himself? He is the most confident person." It can be heard from Murong Xue's tone that she doesn't believe it at all.

"Who knows if he was stimulated by something."