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

With her status, Xun Xun is already considered a top player in the multi-talent company.

Because of her spiritual and pure appearance, there are few people in the circle who can compete with her. Also, because her family has some power, many various resources have come to her after she entered the circle.

When Song Pingqing and Murongxue mentioned this, there was a hint of self-mockery in their tone: "In the past few days, many people have found me through various connections, hoping to help her ease the situation."

"I asked Wu Lide to check and he said that there was a very distinguished person in his ancestor, um, the kind who worked in Zijin City." Song Pingqing leaned back in the chair and felt the massage of the chair.

"It is indeed the remnant of feudalism. No wonder they could produce someone like her."

Apart from Chu Yuntian that year, this was the first time that Murong Xue saw Song Pingqing express such strong aversion towards someone.

"You are so resentful." Murong Xue's eyes fell on Song Pingqing, and she was puzzled. "After the last incident, did she do something to provoke you?"

"Isn't what happened last time enough?" Song Pingqing sighed, "These years, whether I'm starting a business or investing, I'll always give priority to female managers."

Apart from Zhao Lei, who went through layers of selection by the Murong family and broke through the siege with his own strong qualities, and Duoyi's CEO who has excellent strategic vision and was the first to propose the concept of impact asset operation, most of the dominant players in all of Song Pingqing's other entrepreneurial projects and investment projects are still women.

Song Pingqing's partiality was so blatant that it was hard for Murong Xue not to notice it.

"I know, that's why Ma Ertai and Jing Wen, who were sent to you later, were also women."

Song Pingqing was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to explain his point of view to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue did not urge her, and Song Pingqing still did not speak until the car stopped in the parking lot of Wanmu Center.

It was not until they entered the elevator that Song Pingqing said abruptly: "I cannot allow the people I support to become accomplices in harming their own kind."

This was a bit serious, Murong Xue subconsciously said "Hmm?" "What is considered the same kind?"

She came from such a good and noble family that she had never considered such a question.

“People who are in the same predicament and danger are the same kind.”

Song Pingqing held Murongxue's hand, but his eyes were fixed on the numbers in the elevator that kept jumping up: "The most despicable and hateful thing in this world is that people who think they have escaped from trouble arrogantly raise their butcher knives against their own kind in the face of difficulties."

No one escaped, and no one could escape.

"Let's take this mushroom as an example."

Song Pingqing suddenly sneered, his voice full of disgust:

"When she interpreted her lackeys' staring at other women's breasts as admiration."

"When she mocked Yan Han for being not famous enough."

"She never thought for a moment that if we hadn't supported this relatively clean space for multi-talented performances, she would just be a dish on someone else's table."

Song Pingqing held Murong Xue's hand tightly and steadily.

Murong Xue took a small step to the right, getting closer to her: "The superior is still the superior."

Song Pingqing turned to look at Murong Xue. When his originally calm eyes fell on her, they instantly became much happier and gentler: "I know that forcibly banning Xun Xun will offend many people."

"But I always feel that you are willing to help me up step by step, not..."

"It's not to let you suffer any injustice." Murong Xue's mouth corners slightly raised.

No matter how complicated Murong Xue's thoughts were towards Song Pingqing after a long time together, at the beginning, all she wanted was to prevent Song Pingqing from being bullied by others.

Murong Xue turned slightly and looked into Song Pingqing's eyes.

When their eyes met, Murong Xue gently squeezed Song Pingqing's hand and said, "These are just some small things. You can do whatever you want. Those who are offended by your behavior are not on the same path as us."

Song Pingqing's eyes lit up when Murong Xue completed the second half of her sentence as if she had telepathically understood her.

Song Pingqing: What happened to her today? She is so talkative today!

Oops, it's a heart-pounding feeling.

Before Song Pingqing could speak, Murong Xue's eyes flashed with realization: "So, in fact, since we started marketing YM and invited many female artists to participate in the program against workplace bullying, you have been preparing for this?"

Song Pingqing suppressed the urge to hug Murong Xue and rub her, and forced himself to look away: "Almost."

“I’m actually very grateful to my dad.”

This was the first time that Song Pingqing called Mr. Murong "Dad" in front of Murong Xue.

Murong Xue blinked: "What did Dad do?"

"At that time, my father heard someone say some bad things about me, and then..." Song Pingqing thought for a while, "I'm not sure exactly when it happened, but now I can't find any trace of this person in the circle anymore."

"You never told me anything like this."

"Why would you say something like this that would affect your mood?"

"Tell me next time." Murong Xue stared at their clasped hands, "Next time I'll help you vent your anger."

Song Pingqing teased her deliberately: "But now I can vent my anger?"

"How can it be the same!"

How could Murong Xue not know that Song Pingqing was teasing her on purpose, so she reached out and twisted her waist.

"Hey...don't touch your finger." Song Pingqing quickly grabbed her hand.

With the fingers of one hand interlocked and the other hand being held like this, plus the content of the conversation just now, the atmosphere in the elevator was indeed a bit ambiguous.

The moment their eyes met, their faces turned red at the same time.

Unfortunately, the elevator door opened at this moment, and both of them were startled. Song Pingqing immediately let go of Murong Xue's hand.

I pretended nothing happened: "Do you still want milk tea? I'll make it for you."

Murong Xue immediately became unhappy: How could she let go of my hand on her own initiative!!!

Even if you need to loosen it, just loosen one hand! Why loosen both hands?

"I've already had one drink today." Murong Xue said unhappily.

"Ah... yes, it seems so. I forgot." Song Pingqing was obviously not in the right state, his eyes were erratic. "I also prepared some snacks for you and put them in your office."

Murong Xue's tone was cold, and she stared at Song Pingqing straight in the eyes: "Really? That's really thoughtful, but I'm not hungry now."

"That...that..."

Murong Xue said unhappily: "If you don't know what to say, just shut up!"

If Song Pingqing still can't realize that Murong Xue is angry, then he is a fool.

Song Pingqing stopped, turned around, and opened his arms: "Then hug?"

I have to say this trick is very useful.

This time, someone else has crashed.

When the familiar scent of Song Pingqing lingered around Murong Xue, only one thought remained in her mind:

The clouds are really beautiful today.