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

Chu Yuntian was lying in the dark stairwell, looking at the tall and strong Zhao Lei. His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Song Pingqing: "Xue'er is here too?"

Song Pingqing raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

Of course Murong Xue was not here, but why did Chu Yuntian think of Murong Xue as being here when he saw Zhao Lei here?

Could it be that in his previous life, Zhao Lei was Murong Xue's bodyguard?

Even as he was thinking about it, Song Pingqing decisively added, "Did you call her Xue'er? Are you worthy of it?"

Zhao Lei hired someone to repair the water heater switch that Song Pingqing broke. Of course, he knew how strong this little ancestor was.

Seeing that the person on the ground was in a bad condition, Zhao Lei reluctantly said to Song Pingqing: "Be careful not to hurt your hands."

Of course, he was not worried about Song Pingqing's hand hurting, he was worried that Song Pingqing had hit someone too hard.

Song Pingqing said calmly: "Don't worry, the competitions in the past few years have not been in vain. Of course I know how to hit people without hurting them."

If you don't believe me, let Chu Yuntian go and check it out now. I guarantee that no injuries will be found on him. Song Pingqing finally got the chance to beat someone up, but he was very ruthless.

Chu Yuntian was furious when he heard Song Pingqing say this. Facing this person who he couldn't beat or scold, he could only rely on his memories from his previous life to find a sense of existence:

"You deserve to be killed, you f**king man."

Just as Song Pingqing was about to kick him twice more, he heard Song Dashan's voice coming from outside the fire door: "Bao'er, have you finished chatting with your classmates?"

Zhao Lei glanced at Song Pingqing: Do you want to stop it?

Seeing Song Pingqing shaking his head slightly, Zhao Lei immediately made way for the fire door.

When Song Dashan pushed the door open, the first thing he saw was Chu Yuntian rolling on the ground with a bruised face and nose.

Before Song Dashan could ask Song Pingqing what was going on, he heard his daughter crying.

"Wuwuwu... I didn't mean to hit him, but he bullied me..."

Song Pingqing's tears began to roll down like crazy almost the moment Zhao Lei came to his senses. Her eyes were slightly swollen and her nose was red.

Song Pingqing: I cried, I was pretending.

Zhao Lei: ...I have followed you for so many years, and I didn’t know you had this skill.

Chu Yuntian, lying on the ground: Fuck you.

Song Dashan was like "Oh my god" at the time, and quickly pulled his daughter to his side, looking her up and down and asked: "My baby, is she okay?"

Chu Yuntian lying on the ground: What can happen to her? She was the one who beat me unilaterally!

It was just such a simple pull, and Song Pingqing inadvertently saw the person standing behind Song Dashan through his tall figure, and his expression suddenly froze.

how to say?

He has a tall, elegant and dignified figure, and is followed by four bodyguards and Secretary Li's very standard smiling face.

If it’s not Mr. Murong, who else could it be?

Song Pingqing's tears were stuck in her eyes, and she wanted to stop them from falling. She could only quickly raise her hand to her lips and cough a few times to cover up her embarrassment.

Song Pingqing: My mom is giving birth, you Murong family members are really attentive! The younger one came yesterday, and the older one came today. If Murong Baba wasn’t still lying in bed, wouldn’t he have come tomorrow???

President Murong stared at Drama Queen Song expressionlessly.

Song Pingqing felt hairy on his back.

To be honest, over the years, judging from the frequency of work reports from Zhao Lei's personal bodyguards and the attention that President Murong pays to his children.

Her adoptive father really understood her much better than Song Dashan did.

However, since Song Pingqing has decided to perform, the play must go on.

The tears stuck in his eyes quickly fell. Song Pingqing looked at Mr. Murong, pointed at the stairwell, and said aggrievedly, "Foster father, he bullied me."

Secretary Li: This is amazing. This is really amazing. Didn’t you see that the boss’s face turned cold? She can actually continue to act like this?!

The fact is that Song Pingqing can not only act, but she can act very well.

The little fox wiped away his tears and said, "He said my parents don't want me anymore now that they have a younger brother."

"He also said that the family property would not be inherited by his daughter."

"He also told me to give up my seat at the same table as Xue'er."

"I just couldn't help myself and did it."

"Uh-huh-huh."

Secretary Li and Zhao Lei both keenly noticed that when Song Pingqing said the words related to "deskmate", the atmosphere around them suddenly became cold.

Only the thick-skinned Song Dashan still looked as if "my daughter has really been wronged". He gently patted Song Pingqing on the back and coaxed her: "How could Daddy not love you? All Daddy's money is yours."

President Murong Ba glanced at Secretary Li, who immediately became alert and walked up to Song Dashan and said, "Mr. Song, Miss Song is not in a good mood. How about you take Miss Song to rest for a while? I will take care of this."

"I'm really sorry to trouble you. I come to visit and have to worry about Abao. It's really..." Seeing that Song Pingqing was crying so hard, Song Dashan didn't bother to say more to President Murong Ba, and quickly took Song Pingqing back to the ward.

The moment their eyes met, Song Pingqing instantly restrained her tearful expression and had a very precise eye contact with Murong Ba.

Song Pingqing's eyes seemed to say: I have already beaten the guy, the rest is up to you.

President Murong Ba's expression softened for a rare moment, as if to say: Just stay aside and be at ease.

After the intersection, Song Pingqing looked like she was crying again, while President Murong Ba's expression suddenly turned cold and he walked into the stairwell.

Song Dashan brought his daughter to the door of the ward, but Song Pingqing was unwilling to go in. She pulled Song Dashan's sleeve, lowered her head and said, "I won't go in yet. Don't let mom and grandma know. I'm afraid they will worry."

In fact, she couldn't pretend any longer. She could still hide it by pretending to cry in front of her father, but she almost failed when she accidentally ran into Mr. Murong. Song Pingqing knew very well that this level of acting skills would be useless when meeting shrewd women like Xu Jinmei and Old Lady Song.

On the contrary, it is easier to spot the clues.

So we have to quit while we are ahead.

Song Dashan wanted to coax his daughter more, but Song Pingqing pushed him into the ward.

Song Dashan: My goodness, how come my girl is so strong? No wonder she can knock people down.

As soon as Song Dashan entered the ward, Song Pingqing's expression immediately returned to normal.

Zhao Lei took out a disposable ice pack from somewhere, crushed the liner inside and handed it to Song Pingqing: "Put it on your eyes."

"Is this also a bodyguard's personal belongings?" Song Pingqing blushed as he held the ice pack.

What is the difference between Zhao Lei and Doraemon?

"...No, it was an accident. I twisted my wrist while carrying something yesterday, and I bought an extra one and put it on me." Zhao Lei didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

"Forget it, it's not important. Hurry up and call Xue'er's bodyguard to tell her what happened. Quickly."

Song Pingqing: I haven't forgotten who my immediate boss is.