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

If we were to talk about which parent in this group cares the most about their children, it would definitely be Mr. Murong.

There's nothing we can do. Everyone has been entrusted to him by their parents. If he doesn't care, who will?

But if we were to say whose parents love to join in the fun the most, it would have to be Song Pingqing's parents.

On the morning of June 7, when several people had just finished breakfast and were about to go out, the moment Song Pingqing opened the door, he slammed it shut again.

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What the hell? !

It is popular for mothers in other families to wear cheongsams, which symbolizes a successful start.

How did Song Dashan put it on?

Before Song Dashan could even say, "Daughter, Dad will take you to the exam room!"

I was completely rejected.

Murong Xue, who was following behind Song Pingqing, saw it and her expression was unusually wonderful.

It felt like: the first time I knew my future father-in-law had a fetish for dressing as a woman.

Shen Ci, who was following Murong Xue, also saw it.

Shen Ci felt like he had discovered the reason why Song Pingqing had remained emotionally stable over the years.

With a father like this, one can only choose between madness and stability.

Of course, it is also possible that someone may appear stable, but in fact the person has gone crazy.

Shen Ci: It's okay, I'm not surprised. I'm not surprised. I'm likely to see anything when I handle cases in the future.

The people who were blocked behind Shen Ci didn't see it, they could only hear Song Pingqing slamming the door shut again.

"What's wrong?" Wen Zhuo was the most nervous, "Is it my family..."

"No!" Song Pingqing shouted loudly.

I had expected that Wen Zhuo's family would cause trouble, but I had not expected that my own father would suddenly do this.

Song Pingqing: For the first time, I felt that I was too short and could not block the view of everyone behind me.

Song Dashan thought his daughter was just too surprised and started knocking on the door: "Baoer! Open the door! It's Daddy!"

Xu Jinmei next to him said, "Song Dashan, if you scare Baoer today, I will never forgive you!"

The sound of the argument was heard inside the door.

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Song Pingqing: I really want to transform into a collapsed groundhog.

This door still has to be opened, after all, I have to take the exam.

"Or we can go out the back door." Wu Qiming was the first to understand Song Pingqing's embarrassment.

"Let's go, let's go." When Shen Ci heard that there was a back door, he immediately turned around to block the curious sight of the two people behind him and pushed the people away.

Murong Xue turned around and followed, thinking to herself: I am so thoughtful, really.

After the other people had left, Song Pingqing finally opened the door.

"Hey, my girl, Dad is here to take you to the exam!"

Song Pingqing forced a smile.

Where in life is there no surprise?

Sitting in the car on the way to the test site, Song Dashan finally understood the reason why Song Pingqing slammed the door.

It's not a surprise, it's a pure shock.

After all, there are five of them living here and taking the exam together, including Murong Xue and the eldest young master of the Wen family.

Song Dashan looked much more depressed.

It’s bad. It’s okay if it’s just a spur of the moment action. This is really embarrassing.

"Well...daughter, Daddy is not sincere."

"It's okay." Song Pingqing leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the brilliant scene in front of him. "They won't remember it."

Even if I remember, I will pretend not to remember.

Song Pingqing quickly reviewed the situation in his mind: Shen Ci was tight-lipped, Wu Qiming had high emotional intelligence, and Wen Zhuo was the key protection target of several people. He was blocked at the end and should not have seen anything.

Murong Xue...just know it if you want to. You will know it sooner or later anyway.

Song Pingqing took five minutes to adjust his mentality and rushed to the examination room.

After this misunderstanding, Song Dashan didn't cause any trouble in the next few days. He honestly went with Xu Jinmei to send Song Pingqing to the exam.

Although it is of no use, I still want to satisfy my parents' little thoughts.

On the night when the exam ended, the sky was filled with sunset glow.

As soon as Song Pingqing left the examination center, he was met by Song Dashan and Xu Jinmei: "How are you going to celebrate?"

"Uh..." Staring at the two people's hungry eyes, Song Pingqing said with a stiff face, "To be honest with you two, the one from the Gu family may already be on his way from Wen City to Jincheng."

"Ah..." Song Dashan sighed, "My daughter has grown up and has more and more social contacts."

The next second, Xu Jinmei twisted his waist: "I just finished the exam, say something happy."

Song Dashan chuckled.

Song Pingqing: Oh no, this interaction looks familiar to me.

"Okay, where are you going to play? We'll take you there." Xu Jinmei slapped Song Dashan on the back as he was still grinning.

"I'll ask Xue'er what she wants to eat." Song Pingqing immediately took out his cell phone and said, "I'll call her now."

Murong Xue was silent for three seconds, then her tone suddenly became cautious: "Pingqing, I know it might be a bit too much to say this now..."

"What?" Song Pingqing's heart ached.

Is there anything more extreme in the world than her rushing to find a light bulb?

"I want to eat clay pot stew." Murong Xue said straightforwardly.

Song Pingqing exclaimed, "Well, come on, what are you still hesitating about? Let's all go to my house."

It is not safe for this group of people to go to a restaurant, but there is a room in the Song family villa that is specially used for eating clay pot stew.

After hanging up the phone, Song Pingqing suddenly became happy.

Is there anything happier than taking your crush home right after the college entrance exam? !

Listening to what Song Pingqing said on the phone, Song Dashan was happy: My child is so good, he doesn't do anything stupid even after the exam.

The child was finally going home, and Xu Jinmei was happy. As soon as Song Pingqing hung up the phone, he started asking, "How many people are there? I'll ask the housekeeper to clean the guest rooms."

"Xue'er lives with me." Song Pingqing said this with a little pride in his tone, "and there are four other men."

Four men whose names have been temporarily lost at this moment.

Song Pingqing prepared flowers for Murong Xue.

This is a targeted gift to show favoritism, and of course there will be no share for the other people.

However, on this matter, someone maintained a high degree of tacit understanding with Song Pingqing.

When Song Pingqing was checking the ingredients sent by the restaurant one by one on the list sent by Murong Xue, the housekeeper came over and said, "Miss, Miss Murong is here."

"Got it." Song Pingqing quickly put down the list, walked to the other side, picked up a huge bunch of sunflowers, and went to the door to greet Murong Xue.

Then he bumped into Murong Xue, who was also holding a bunch of sunflowers.

When he saw another bunch of sunflowers, all the words Song Pingqing had prepared were stuck in his mouth.

Song's eyes dimmed, and there was a hint of loss in his gentle voice: "Huh? Someone sent you flowers."

Seeing Song Pingqing like this, Murong Xue's heart skipped a beat.

It's broken, her heart is broken.

Seeing Song Pingqing like this, Murong Xue's mind was not to comfort Song Pingqing and tell Song Pingqing that the bouquet of flowers was prepared for her.

But there is another idea brewing.

There was a strange light flickering in Murong Xue's eyes: Should I fabricate a non-existent suitor and make Song Pingqing jealous?