"He didn't ask for money! Can I trust him if he asked for money?"

Old Lady Song spoke in a loud voice, sounding particularly confident: "He really has some skills. He said that he and your grandfather have a connection, and he won't charge us for the divination."

Old Man Song was probably also beside the phone, and he added quietly, "Don't listen to your grandma, she's just a little tired from being busy lately and wants to rest for a few days."

Without hesitation, Old Lady Song twisted Old Man Song's waist. The force was not strong, but it was enough to make Old Man Song slip away and continue to watch the fish he raised.

"I'm telling you, don't listen to your grandfather. You're not tired. How can you be so delicate after doing farm work all your life?!"

After Old Lady Song finished talking about this, she suddenly remembered that Song Pingqing usually wouldn't call like this for no reason, so she hurriedly asked, "Hey, Baoer, why are you calling now?"

"What a coincidence, isn't it?"

Facing an elderly woman like Mrs. Song who was very sensible, Song Pingqing could just say it straight: "I'm also calling to remind you and my grandfather not to go out."

If it came to fortune-telling, Old Lady Song would still be skeptical, holding the attitude of "it's better to believe it than not to believe it". But at this moment, when her eldest granddaughter, who was so capable, called her and told her about this, Old Lady Song had to believe it.

Old Mrs. Song couldn't help but feel a little flustered: "What's the matter? What happened?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, you and my grandfather should take good care of Xiuxiu and don't go out." Song Pingqing gave another instruction, "I'll ask Zhao Lei to bring people over and let my aunt stay at our house for a few days."

Now that I think about it, I’m lucky that I had just reorganized the housekeepers and servants during the holidays. Otherwise, if I had kept someone with impure intentions at this time, wouldn’t something really bad have happened?

Song Pingqing briefly explained a few things and hung up the phone. Just as he was about to contact the security company to send someone over, he received a message from Baimao Tiandao on his phone:

"How is it? Is it nice enough?"

Song Pingqing replied with a "6" and quickly continued to make a phone call.

Now that Song Pingqing is the adopted daughter of the Murong family, she certainly has the power to ask the security company for people.

He asked for eight bodyguards from the security company, six of whom went directly to guard the villa area, and the other two followed Zhao Lei to pick up Xu Jingui.

After calling Xu Jinmei and Xu Jingui and talking until their mouths were sore, Song Pingqing was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and drink some water.

Coal Ball fell asleep sitting on her legs.

This guy is still quite heavy now.

When she looked at her phone again, Baimao Tiandao had already sent her another message: "Don't worry, although I don't have much ability yet, I am on your side."

He is self-aware.

Song Pingqing threw his cell phone onto the table. The sound of the collision woke up Coal Ball, who was already a little uneasy. Song Pingqing could only reach out and smooth the fur of this little thing.

When Baimao sent this message, if he hadn't added the words "I don't have much ability yet", Song Pingqing would probably have asked him: If you stand on my side, can't you stop the earthquake?

It's a pity that a certain Tiandao is still a weakling and does not have such ability at all.

Everything was calm and quiet as he had expected, and it was already half past ten.

Shen Ci has been working hard towards his life goal of becoming a policeman, and he is already very familiar with remembering and identifying people.

Wu Qiming is someone who will be making a living in the entertainment industry in the future, and he has already figured out his own way of recognizing people.

Please ask the nannies and servants to work more slowly. After all, some of them are old, like Aunt Zhang, who is over 50 years old this year.

Song Pingqing could go out to meet people only after he finished the chores at home. When everything was done, the flat became quiet again. As a student, he had to remember his job - doing homework.

Looking at the homework without any changes, Song Pingqing's eyes turned red.

At this time, there was an emoticon pack of Sun Wukong that said he was annoyed*1.

Although at such special times, most teachers would not have the leisure to worry about whether students have done their homework, Song Pingqing was really annoyed when he saw those unfinished homework.

One kind of annoyance comes from the current status of children as students. No child wants to face a table full of unfinished homework at 10:30 in the evening.

Another kind of annoyance comes from the soul of adults: Damn, the house is a mess, and I still have to do homework!

With the two emotions intertwined, Song Pingqing didn't want to continue writing after ten minutes and threw his pen away.

Fuck it, love whoever you want.

Unfortunately, this kind of toughness did not last more than five minutes, and Song Pingqing picked up the pen again.

It's not that I'm PUAing myself, it's just that it's necessary to complete the homework of those language courses on time, otherwise the speed of language subjects deteriorating is too fast.

Besides, Song Pingqing was in a very bad mood at the moment. She couldn't fall asleep even if she went to bed to rest immediately. She should choose some homework that she thought was important and do it.

When you feel sleepy while writing, just go to sleep and treat it as if you have taken sleeping pills.

Song Pingqing did not rest but did his homework in the house. The six bodyguards who took turns guarding the living room every day were also working.

There are a total of eighteen bodyguards on duty, divided into three groups. Each group is on duty for eight hours. They are responsible for the protection of the nanny and servants when they travel, as well as the daily safety of the large flat.

It is said to be protecting them, but in fact it is also supervision to prevent them from being contacted by people with ulterior motives at this time.

At this moment, the first round of six bodyguards were carefully checking the public activity area and the nanny's room in the large flat to see if there were anything that should not be there.

Coal Ball was not a sociable puppy. After howling at the group of big men for a while, he found that he couldn't chase them away, so he had to force his way into Song Pingqing's room.

It was also well-behaved and just stayed quietly on the small mat that Song Pingqing had thrown on the ground, so Song Pingqing didn't insist on driving it out of the bedroom.

After all, Meiqiu is the only one with the surname Murong staying in this family.

For many people, this night was destined to be a sleepless night.

The lights in the chairman's office of Wanmu Commercial and the conference room next to it were as bright as day at this time, and several of President Murong's important confidants were there.

The staff of the President's Office are reporting to Murong Xue one by one. This group of people are the result of strict screening by President Murong Ba, and they are now sparing no effort to help Murong Xue familiarize herself with the recent business progress of Wanmu Group.

The tea room prepared batches of coffee and sent them to the conference room.

Murong Xue was also a little sleepy. Just as she was about to order a cup of coffee, she was stopped by the bodyguard beside her: "Miss, you shouldn't drink coffee."

Murong Xue's personal bodyguard obviously still remembered the "coffee firing incident" a few years ago.

The deterrent effect of "Song Pingqing's act of reporting the dismissal of a servant for a cup of coffee" was so strong that the people around the eldest lady still have to consider whether this matter can serve the underage eldest lady before doing anything.

So the bodyguard immediately stopped the young lady from asking for coffee and asked someone to get tea leaves to make tea.

It’s not good to have something too strong. Anything that is overly stimulating is not good for the health of minors.

Although Song Pingqing is not around, Murong Xue is still affected by many of her past actions.

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