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

Hearing what President Murong Ba said, Song Jinyan was speechless.

Murong Xue and Song Pingqing looked at each other and watched silently. They both felt that if a person's eyes had a voice, then the voice emitted by their Uncle Song's eyes at this moment should be: Don't you know what your temper was like in the past?

In fact, Song Jinyan was thinking this way: "Brother, do you remember how gloomy your face was back then? If I dared to call you godfather in advance, wouldn't you kill me on the spot?"

Back then, Murong Ba was also a proud and arrogant young man.

However, Song Jinyan's cultivation was obviously much higher than his height. Facing Mr. Murong's unreasonable behavior, Uncle Song just laughed awkwardly:

"I'm not as likable as Xiao Pingqing."

"That's right. After all, this is the person I picked myself."

Song Pingqing: He is well again, he is fine again, his hand doesn't hurt anymore and he is breathing well again.

Murong Xue: What happened to my dad? Why did he suddenly become childish?

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue looked at each other subconsciously, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Is this the brotherhood between men?

But one thing has finally been confirmed, that is, a family reunion party will be held this summer for Song Pingqing to recognize Murong Ba as his father.

I always find this expression weird.

"I have to go back and discuss it with my family." Song Pingqing did not seem to be overjoyed and agree immediately.

After all, there is an essential difference between calling someone by name casually and advertising it widely.

There is no reason why she would have decided the matter on her own if Song Dashan and Xu Jinmei were not present.

"Yeah." This time, President Murong Ba did not refute, and his expression returned to his usual cold and noble look.

What? Did you run out of parent experience cards? Did you become that unpopular boss again?

Everyone was beeping in their hearts.

However, the next second, President Murong looked at Song Jinyan, then at Song Pingqing, and suddenly said, "You people with the surname Song really have a connection with our family."

"This new family member is also named Song."

Song Pingqing really wanted to say something funny: it was okay to have the surname Song, as long as it wasn't Lu and he wasn't called Lu Bu.

But she dared not.

After all, he is a real godfather this time, and you might get hurt easily if you are not careful.

"It proves that everyone in our Song family is good." Seeing that Song Pingqing had been silent for a long time, Song Jinyan patted her shoulder and gave her a look to signal her to express her opinion, "Right, Pingqing."

"That's right." Song Pingqing immediately received the signal from his cheap uncle and praised Murong Bazong's cold joke, "You won't suffer any loss if you accept my name. It will help you rise to the top."

Homophonic terriers deduct money!

But Mr. Murong really likes this kind of homophonic pun. After all, for a businessman, this homophonic pun does sound quite auspicious.

President Murong Ba's eyebrows softened a bit: "Okay, you've been tired all day, go back and rest."

"You guys take the shuttle bus and go first." Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue with a smile, "I'll exercise with Xue'er and walk back."

Murong Xue was shocked: "Six kilometers!"

"Why aren't you afraid of the six kilometers when you eat a few more mouthfuls of staple food and rub your stomach secretly?" Song Pingqing whispered in Murongxue's ear.

"Don't you like the lemon tea I made today? Be good and exercise well, and I'll make it for you tomorrow."

Murong Xue frowned, then her expression relaxed and she smiled.

Murong Xue was cute and well-behaved: "Okay. Dad, uncle, you guys go first, we'll go back for a walk."

President Murong Ba's peaceful mood was broken again.

Why? Why didn’t his daughter exercise when the father asked her to?

Why did the new guy ask his daughter to exercise?

She was even happy to exercise.

Murong Bazong: No, why? Just because she is Song Pingqing?

Murong Xue: Yes, Dad, just because she is Song Pingqing.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Song Jinyan hooked his arm around Murong Ba's neck and walked out: "Hey, the children should just play their own games, why should we care so much? Come on, I'll go back with you to play chess."

While he was pulling Mr. Murong away, he gave Song Pingqing a thumbs up from behind.

Song Pingqing was happy: Look, look, this is the tacit understanding of being a big follower. Each of us can handle our own young master (young lady).

"Run two steps, run two steps! Otherwise I will have to put more ice cubes and less ingredients tomorrow!" Song Pingqing jogged beside Murong Xue and urged her.

Murong Xue panted slightly and looked at Song Pingqing with a little dissatisfaction: "You are almost there."

"Why didn't you think that you were almost done when you were eating the second steamed bun?" Song Pingqing raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not blame him too much. Instead, he continued to tempt her, "Keep working hard! You are only two kilometers away from your beloved Zha Ning Fruit Tea!"

Murong Xue took a deep breath: For the sake of fruit tea, I endured it.

Secretary Li had been driving his car behind the two of them and couldn't help but sigh: The relationship between the eldest lady and Miss Song is so good.

Song Pingqing supervised Murong Xue as she jogged for three kilometers and walked another five hundred meters to relax, before he took her into the car to go home.

Murong Xue made a request: "I don't care, I must add popping beads to the Zha Lemon I drink tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay. I will definitely give you more." Song Pingqing agreed immediately, determined not to dampen the child's enthusiasm.

"Add two spoonfuls!" Murong Xue became more and more demanding.

"Okay, okay, add two spoons." Song Pingqing continued to agree, but in his heart he was thinking how much less sugar to put in the lemon juice to balance the sugar content.

Secretary Li was driving a convertible car and showed a loving look from a distance where no one could see him: It’s great to have two daughters. I want a daughter too.

However, the young lady did not succeed in drinking the cool and delicious lemon fruit tea the next day.

Murong Xue curled up in the quilt with a pale face, a little sweat on her temples, and curled up, holding her stomach.

After all, Baihua College is teaching children from wealthy families, so its work in the field of physiological and health education has always been extremely meticulous.

As early as the third grade, the course of physiology and hygiene was arranged. At that time, because they went abroad to "hide the limelight", they did not take this course in college. After returning, they were even forced to make up for it, which was a treatment that they did not even have for other major subjects.

For these purposes, Song Pingqing prepared sanitary napkins and other supplies early on and carried two sets with him. Two sets were placed in his villa in Jincheng City and two sets were placed in his large flat in Wen City.

There is no need to ask why there are two copies. Someone’s main focus is always on comprehensive and all-round layout with no blind spots.

So when Murong Xue sent a text message to ask, Song Pingqing immediately picked up the specially made love bag and rushed upstairs.

I thought this kind of thing would not alarm anyone, but the young lady's menstrual cramps were so severe that she had no choice but to seek help from the nearest doctor.

Watching Song Jinyan taking Murong Xue's pulse, Song Pingqing's mouth twitched slightly.

This was the first time the old lady had seen a Chinese doctor next to the domineering president.

No? Didn’t you study medicine overseas? How do you know Chinese medicine? The Murong family’s big followers are so talented? ? ?

These are not the most important things. The fact that Murong Ba dared to let Song Jinyan show it to Murong Xue proves that Song Jinyan must be quite capable.

The real problem lies with Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing looked at Song Jinyan's deep eyes and felt his scalp tingling: Oh. I have to start coaxing the child to drink medicine again, and it is the most unpalatable Chinese medicine in the world.