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

Song Pingqing instantly turned his head to Murong Xue, and did not forget to cover his mouth with his hand to silence Xiuxiu.

Stop talking like that, you bastard.

Song Pingqing's scalp tingled. It didn't matter what Xiuxiu said, Murong Xue had money and she really wanted to spend it.

Peridot is not a precious gemstone. A rough peridot stone of less than one carat costs only a dozen to several dozen yuan per carat. Even if it is a slightly larger one, one to three carats, the price per carat will not exceed three hundred yuan.

It is said that the larger the gem, the rarer it is, but peridot is not precious enough. Only when it is over ten carats can the price per carat reach more than three thousand yuan.

Xiuxiu said that this beautiful set of peridot jewelry is made up of a 17-carat main stone and many smaller carat stones. It includes necklaces, bracelets, rings and earrings. It is made of platinum and decorated with diamonds and rice beads. It looks elegant and exquisite.

It is beautiful, but in this auction it can only be regarded as a foil among foils.

In fact, peridot is not worthy of being included in auctions of this level. The reason why this set of jewelry can be included here is due to its design and workmanship.

For a master craftsman, the labor cost is much more expensive than the material cost.

The starting price was 200,000 yuan, and Song Pingqing conservatively estimated that about 130,000 yuan was labor costs.

"Stop bidding. Coming to this place to buy peridot is really..." Song Pingqing's words were choked in his mouth and he couldn't say any more because Murong Xue raised the price without hesitation.

"It's just a worthless gadget anyway, let your sister play with it." Murong Xue said casually.

...It has been sold for 230,000 yuan, the premium is really too high.

"Don't spoil her too much. She is not even three years old yet, what does she know?" Song Pingqing started to talk about Xiuxiu's age.

Song Pingqing really didn't want Murong Xue to spend such a large sum of money to buy things for Xiuxiu.

Even if she paid the bill secretly, it wouldn't work because she got in by using Murong Xue's ticket, so she couldn't pay the bill just because she wanted to.

If I were to transfer it to Murong Xue in private, the eldest lady would definitely be angry.

Xiuxiu didn't know that Song Pingqing and Murongxue's relationship style was like this, and she was frightened for a moment: "Sister Xue, Xiuxiu doesn't want that, Xiuxiu is just talking."

Murong Xue didn't care: "This kind of thing should be played with when you are young, so that you can understand it when you grow up."

Song Pingqing's scalp felt even more numb.

She always thought that she was an elder who spoiled children, but she didn't expect that Murong Xue doted on children even more than she did.

Xiuxiu was also confused. She never expected that someone would actually pay for her fuss.

But this can’t be entirely blamed on Xiuxiu.

After all, this is how most ordinary people go shopping together. When they see something nice, expensive, ugly or weird, they will quickly pull another person over, point at the thing and mutter a few words to complain.

Xiuxiu habitually went to Song Pingqing to complain, but Murongxue's ears were sharp and she made an offer directly.

Song Qixiu had been in this world for too short a time. In the less than three years, the people she had been with were either servants who took care of her or her blood relatives. No one taught her how to behave in the new social class.

Song Pingqing knew her inner self, but she was not often at home, so she was somewhat careless. She thought, what kind of trouble could such a young child get into?

Carelessness will indeed lead to failure.

"You can't buy it for her." Song Pingqing refused again. This time his tone and expression were much more serious. He directly held down Murong Xue's hand that was about to bid. "You can't let a child develop this habit."

Since her elder sister had said so much, Murong Xue could only give up: "Okay. This price is a bit unworthy."

This is just a way of excusing myself, but it is also the truth. It has been sold for 270,000, so there is really no need to increase the price further.

Seeing that this set of jewelry was bought by someone else, Song Pingqing and Xiuxiu both breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiuxiu: I will never dare to make a fuss again.

Song Pingqing: I'll go back and deal with this bastard.

What was Murong Xue thinking? Murong Xue didn't bother thinking about such meaningless things. How could a set of small toys given to others casually win the heart of the young lady?

While one of the two sisters was feeling guilty and the other was thinking about how to explain these things to Xiuxiu when she got home, Murong Xue still sat quietly in her seat, waiting for the auction items she needed to appear.

Song Pingqing has always been against the old saying of "educating children in front of others", thinking it is nonsense.

Children need to be taught, but they also have self-esteem. Scolding them in public will only cause them to rebel.

Unless parents and children have agreed in advance to put on a show for outsiders, parents should never scold their children in public.

So Song Pingqing didn't say anything to Xiuxiu in front of Murong Xue. She just planned to talk to Xiuxiu about this topic alone after sending Murong Xue to the airport tomorrow.

When it comes to things that she is determined to get, Murong Xue raises the price without hesitation.

Even though the sapphire necklace was priced at double the price, Murong Xue still bought it.

The money that can be earned back is not considered a premium, but just an investment in favors.

According to normal procedures, these goods would not reach Murong Xue's hands so quickly, but the Murong family naturally had some special connections that allowed Murong Xue to get out with the sapphire necklace that day.

The next morning, Murong Xue left with the photographed collection. Song Pingqing had just returned home after sending her to the airport. Before she could go find Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu had already asked the nanny to carry her upstairs.

Xiuxiu approached the door of Song Pingqing's study and poked her head in: "Sister, are you free now? I want to talk to you about what happened yesterday. There are many things I don't understand."

"Okay." Song Pingqing stood up and walked over, picked up Xiuxiu, closed the study door, and locked it.

This means I need to have a good talk with Xiuxiu.

The two sat face to face on the sofa. The scene was exactly the same as when Xiuxiu made a mistake when she was young in her previous life.

"What don't you understand?" Song Pingqing asked her.

Xiuxiu tilted her head: "I'm a little confused, and I feel like a lot of things are different."

Looking into Song Pingqing's eyes, Song Qixiu told him bit by bit what he didn't understand: "I thought I was just sharing with you anything I saw that was good-looking, just like before, hoping to get your approval."

"I didn't ask for it, I just wanted to have a few words with you and feel something."

It’s like when Taobao accidentally pushes you something extremely expensive but good-looking, you immediately take a screenshot and share it with people you’re close to, and have a good laugh.

Xiuxiu felt a little uneasy. Just an auction had made her realize many things were beyond her understanding.

Many of the novels that Song Pingqing listened to back then were found by Xiuxiu, but when the plots of the novels about wealthy and domineering CEOs really appeared before her, she could only feel confused and uneasy as if her worldview had been abruptly shattered.

Song Pingqing noticed Xiuxiu's emotions, reached out and patted her back gently, and said in a soft tone: "Well, the environment we are in now, the rules of many things are different from before."

This was the first time they had a chance to have a good chat in their new world.