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

"I heard that you want to get together with others tomorrow?"

When Song Pingqing called, Gu Zongnan's mind was still full of swear words.

"Oh, yes, yes." Gu Zongnan tried his best to weaken the sarcasm in this sentence.

Just before Song Pingqing called, his dear uncle Murong called here first.

His tone and attitude were awkward yet sincere, and he asked him to help keep Song Pingqing and Murong Xue away for a day.

How sincere is the attitude?

Gu Zongnan was so sincere that he felt that if he refused, Murong Ba would go call his dear father and mother the next second.

Cao Cao used the emperor to control the princes.

Murong Ba always used his parents to control Xiao Gu.

Gu Zongnan: My dear sisters, it’s not that I don’t want to cooperate, it’s just that your father has something to ask of me.

After calming down his turbulent mind, Gu Zongnian continued, "You have finally achieved good results in your work. We should give everyone a chance to gather together and celebrate."

"You can't just invite those people and not invite us."

"We agreed to keep our hypocritical remarks in private."

Song Pingqing: Why haven’t I seen you so keen on joining in the fun before?

But what Gu Zongnan said was true.

Times like this are especially important, and we really cannot forget the friends who have been with us all the way.

We are all in the same circle and we see each other every day. We can’t give people the impression that we don’t recognize people after making money.

But she had clearly agreed with Murong Xue to go home early to confront the issue.

Before Song Pingqing looked at Murongxue with a guilty look, Murongxue spoke first: "While we are still in Jincheng, let's get together as soon as possible."

The words were spoken directly to the phone, but his eyes were looking at Song Pingqing, with a hint of comfort in them.

"We are all busy with our own things, so it's not easy to get together."

This time it was not easy either, Shen Ci hasn’t come back yet.

"It's just a meal. At most we can go out and play together in the afternoon. I think everyone can make time for it."

Seeing that Song Pingqing wanted to interrupt, Murongxue patted her hand and continued to Gu Zongnian on the other end of the phone: "But since it was you who proposed it, you should help Pingqing send the invitation message."

Song Pingqing didn't realize what Murong Ba was up to, but Murong Xue probably knew.

Since Gu Zongnan dares to get involved, then let him get involved more and do more work.

If you work hard and keep your mind clear, you won't have to look for trouble and get involved in other people's affairs in the future.

Gu Zongnan: ...You two, the father and daughter of the Murong family, are trying to get me killed alone.

"It would be more appropriate for Pingqing to send such an invitation." Gu Zongnan gritted his teeth, his words clearly lacking in confidence.

"You were the one who insisted on starting this game, so of course it's most appropriate for you to send out the invitations." Murong Xue continued her attack.

There is also a subtext here: since you have already sent out the invitations, why not arrange where and how to get together?

"...become."

Gu Zongnan hung up the phone in a somewhat awkward manner.

It was as if something was chasing him.

It's not that I can't afford the money for this dinner, it's just that those two people in the Murong family are really good at making money.

From beginning to end, Song Pingqing only had time to ask, "I heard that you want to get together with everyone tomorrow?", and everything else was arranged.

Everything was arranged clearly from beginning to end.

After the call was hung up, the car that came to pick them up had already stopped not far away.

Song Pingqing said to Murong Xue: "You agreed so quickly."

"In fact, you should."

It was hot, so Murong Xue didn't hold Song Pingqing's arm. Instead, they walked forward holding hands, fingers interlocked. "It would be fine if no one brought it up, but since someone has brought it up, we still have to be polite."

"We are one family, so one day's difference is nothing, but we cannot do this to outsiders."

In Murong Xue's heart, the distinctions between insiders and outsiders, and between the near and far relatives and the distant relatives were clear.

Song Pingqing held her hand tightly and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I promised you that I will definitely do it."

Murong Xue turned her head and looked at her: "I know."

Don’t say believe, don’t say understand, but say know.

Song Pingqing smiled knowingly and said no more. He just leaned over and kissed Murong Xue on the cheek before getting in the car.

Don’t look at what is inappropriate. Don’t look at what is inappropriate. Don’t look at what is inappropriate.

The bodyguard next to him lowered his eyes and dared not look any further.

Before they were Director Xue and Director Song, these two were so close that they knew to avoid bodyguards.

Now that he has officially become Director Xue and Director Song, he no longer avoids people.

These bodyguards don't even know how to report to their superiors.

Report everything in detail. If you offend Director Xue and Director Song, the boss may not be happy to hear it.

But if you don’t report it clearly, the boss will start asking again: “Is their relationship okay?”

So recently, the bodyguards around Murong Xue often complained: "Wu Lide is really smart, and the group of people who changed jobs with him are also really smart."

When working for Mr. Song who has just jumped to the new company, he only reports to Mr. Song. Naturally, he no longer has to worry about offending the boss by reporting too much content.

Out of envy, the bodyguards around Murong Xue passively started to support the couple.

If for no other reason, it is just so that after these two "Dongs" make their relationship public, they can also get a healthier working environment.

Alas...it’s hard to be a worker.

That night, how well these two people slept, how poorly the parents of both sides slept.

Song Dashan's eyes were wide open in the dark.

If Xu Jinmei had not strictly forbade him to smoke at home, Song Dashan would have gone to the balcony to smoke a few cigarettes and relax for a while.

Over the years, Lao Song has always thought that although his starting point in life was a little far and his platform was a little low, he had been smooth sailing all the way. There were some minor twists and turns, but not many.

I never expected that my daughter would suffer such a big setback in her love life.

The more Song Dashan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. His breathing became louder, and he almost groaned.

Xu Jinmei was already sleeping restlessly, and when she heard him making such noise, she kicked him and said, "Be quiet."

Song Dashan: Autistic.

President Murong Ba crossed his hands over his abdomen, and the posture looked like it was reproduced one-to-one from a textbook.

People are always shuttling back and forth between half asleep and half awake.

Sometimes he dreamed that Song Dashan was chasing him with a pair of large gardener scissors, and sometimes he dreamed that his two daughters were hugging each other and were inseparable.

There was also a moment when I dreamed of my deceased wife.

As he grew older, his hair turned white, but he still looked as bright and flamboyant as he was in his youth.

When he woke up from his sleep, the moonlight outside shone in and there was no one around him.

President Murong Ba couldn't sleep either.

Nessun Dorma - Parent Edition.