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

Let her go...Of course not immediately.

Song Pingqing was so beautiful that she turned around a few more times before sitting on the sofa with Murong Xue in her arms.

Murong Xue thought that she would be very happy, and even imagined the same scene as "Fan Jin passing the imperial examination" after Song Pingqing received the news. But she never thought that she would just hug her and go "crazy" together.

Murong Xue, who was dizzy from spinning around, looked at the ceiling speechlessly: "What a mess."

"How can it be a mess?" Song Pingqing also looked at the ceiling.

"You can go crazy by yourself, why do you bring me along?" Murong Xue was dissatisfied, "And in front of outsiders."

Ji Cheng: It was too late for me to withdraw.

Song Pingqing tightened his grip around her: "Because I was able to establish Chengfeng Group, you deserve at least 99% of the credit, so of course you have to celebrate with me."

Murong Xue felt guilty and thought Song Pingqing knew that she was secretly urging the formalities to be completed, so she just said, "You did this by yourself. It has nothing to do with me."

"I've thought about a question."

"what is the problem?"

Murong Xue: It's not even dark yet, and you're already talking about your feelings?

"I thought about what would happen if I hadn't passed my father's selection and just stayed in Jincheng to study."

"Oh..." Murong Xue waited until the dizziness had completely passed before speaking, "It will indeed be completely different from now."

Song Pingqing's voice rang out at the same time as hers: "I must not be like this today."

Maybe in that timeline, Song Pingqing would own Mixue Yuecha, but Mixue Yuecha would definitely not be the scale it is today.

She might also own a coffee shop, but she probably won’t own her own planting base.

Murong Xue and Murong Ba gave her a life she had never imagined.

Song Pingqing thought so and said it out loud.

"What was the most comfortable life state you imagined at first?"

After Murongxue asked this question, she suddenly remembered some old stories. Thinking of Song Pingqing's behavior of never renting out the shops he could buy, an answer emerged in her mind: "Is it collecting rent?"

"Yes." Song Pingqing also laughed, "I even asked Wu Qiming to help me find out which houses would be demolished."

Murong Xue also laughed: "It's a good thing that he didn't tell everyone about it."

It seems that Song Pingqing could not hide these things from Murong Ba, but he did not tell Murong Xue. Perhaps it was also to protect Song Pingqing's anxiety and confusion about the future when he first arrived.

Whether it is to win over subordinates or followers, if you want to gain the loyalty of followers, you must consider what the other party needs in their hearts.

For the young Murong Xue who was ignorant of the sufferings of the world back then, it was indeed Murong Ba who did a lot for her behind the scenes.

Although for Song Pingqing today, the two houses have long lost the meaning they had when they were planned.

But for Song Pingqing at that time, collecting rent was indeed one of the most comfortable future directions she could hold in her own hands.

While thinking, Song Pingqing laughed out loud: "Yes, Xiao Ming knows the boundaries of gossip."

"Of course, if I hadn't controlled my tongue, I wouldn't be here today."

Only then did Murong Xue realize what Song Pingqing meant by "ninety-nine percent of the credit".

She stood up and walked a few steps. After a moment, she turned her head and gave Song Pingqing a sweet smile that she hadn't seen in a long time: "But this can't be counted as a credit."

The smile was a little dazzling. The last time Song Pingqing saw Murong Xue smile like this was when she was not in elementary school.

Seeing this scene, Song Pingqing's expression and voice softened involuntarily: "What's wrong?"

Is there any other reason?

"Because if you hadn't given a lot first, it would have been hard for me to help you."

Those life trajectories that were once nailed down were pried open step by step by Song Pingqing himself. Murong Xue still doesn't know what price Song Pingqing paid.

The feeling of being nailed to death was undoubtedly a shame for the now proud Murong Xue, but she could mention it frankly in front of Song Pingqing:

"When my grandfather was alive, he once said to me: 'Don't feel guilty, your family will give her a generous reward. No matter where this reward is placed, it will make countless people work hard for you. Song Pingqing will be no exception.'"

Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue quietly, with a gentle smile on his face without any fluctuation.

This might be the truth that Murong Baba believes, but it is definitely not the truth that Murong Xue believes.

"But I know you're not doing it for reward."

"Your helping me at that time was no different from your helping Shen Ci, Jianguo, Yan Que, Song Wen, and Shang Qingyun."

"You just simply can't stand it."

Sunlight was pouring in from the window. Murong Xue stood in the warm sunlight and looked at Song Pingqing: "You are indeed an honest man."

Song Pingqing's eyes widened at this, and after a moment he let out a deep breath helplessly: "Oh my God."

"Oh my." Song Pingqing looked around speechlessly, unable to find a suitable place to look, and finally covered his face with his hands: "With your expression, I thought you were going to say something sweet to me."

In the end, a sentence popped out: You are indeed an honest man.

Song Pingqing was a little upset: Can't you two, father and daughter, give me some other comments?

It was rare for Murong Xue to see Song Pingqing so at a loss. He didn't know how to react or what to say, so she couldn't help but find it interesting.

Murongxue came close to Song Pingqing and observed Song Pingqing's current state from a close distance: "You want to hear me say sweet words? I rarely say sweet words."

"That's why I thought you were saying something sweet to me so seriously."

"Do you really want to hear me say sweet words?" Murong Xue seized the opportunity and teased back.

Such a good opportunity will never come again.

Murong Xue moved closer, so close that she could clearly smell the familiar woody scent on Song Pingqing.

It was indeed the formula she bought out specifically for Song Pingqing, it was really suitable for Song Pingqing!

Looking at Song Pingqing's red earlobe, Murong Xue deliberately blew air and successfully saw it become even redder: "How much do you want to hear it?"

"Of course I want to hear it." Song Pingqing shivered at her flattery and quickly moved away a little. "You yourself said that you rarely say sweet words."

The iron tree finally blossomed, the stone finally awakened by the enthusiasm of the young, is it too much for her to want to hear some sweet words? !

Seeing her like this, Murong Xue's heart began to stir.

"Oh... I really want to listen to it." Murong Xue moved closer.

The love words rolled on the tip of her tongue, and Murong Xue's face turned red. She opened her mouth several times but couldn't say anything: "I..."

The arrogant ghost who was getting more and more demanding put himself in a difficult position again.

——(dividing line)——

Happy holidays everyone.