Song Pingqing now really wanted to run to the window and take a look to confirm where the sun rose today.

She was just a follower, and the young lady actually condescended to apologize to her?

It’s not that Song Pingqing didn’t care about what she said at all, but one reason was that she was too broad-minded and didn’t want to argue with a child. Who hasn’t had the experience of saying something wrong when they were a child?

Another reason...

Song Pingqing knew very well in her mind that she had already established a firm foothold beside Murong Xue, so why was she looking for someone to replace her?

Just kidding.

It is estimated that the other party has not yet adapted to the job of taking care of the eldest lady, and the eldest lady can't stand it anymore and wants her to come back.

Do you really think it's that easy to take care of a young lady?

But now these inner thoughts are secondary.

The important thing is that if she doesn’t respond to Murong Xue in time, this matter may become a hurdle in the eldest lady’s heart.

Murong Xue stood in the living room, her expression as calm as ever, but her usually generous and decent demeanor was unusually awkward and embarrassed.

Song Pingqing put down the "Female Tears Edition" gift box in his hand, stood up and walked to Murong Xue's side.

Song Pingqing really wanted to say to her: As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, you are still a good child.

But this statement is too didactic.

So Song Pingqing reached out his hands, hugged her and patted her gently, and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay, I forgive you."

Murong Xue uttered a sullen "hmm".

"Are you crying?" Song Pingqing felt that there was something wrong with her voice.

"You're the one crying." Murong Xue pushed Song Pingqing away in dissatisfaction, "I'm not crying. What's there to cry about?"

Song Pingqing put his hands on her shoulders and looked carefully. Well, someone's eyes were slightly red, but she was definitely not crying.

This time it was Wu Qiming's turn to squat in the toilet, hesitating and not daring to go out.

He, the big star Wu, has seen several storms in the entertainment industry, but at this moment he was in an awkward situation, at a loss as to what to do in the small world of the bathroom.

The most important thing is that he didn't even bring his cell phone, so he couldn't even ask Shen Ci for help.

Wu Qiming: If I had known that the situation would be so embarrassing, I would not have come to this toilet even if I was suffocating to death.

Someone wants to cry but has no tears.

Song Pingqing glanced in the direction of the bathroom, probably to assess whether Wu Da Mingxing had hemorrhoids, and then said to Murong Xue, who had just been coaxed, "Go back to the room first, I'll send your Children's Day present to you later."

"You didn't prepare this on a whim, did you?" Murong Xue glanced at Song Pingqing.

"Absolutely not." Song Pingqing urged her to go back to the house, and then returned to his own room and took out the pair of white moonlight jade bracelets that Ms. Zhu Zhu had given her from the huge safe.

The circle size is fifty-seven, which seems a bit too big for Murong Xue.

Song Pingqing thought about it and put it away, then took out two spring-colored jade bracelets.

This was made of the material that Gu Zongnan took away. The large piece was placed in the Song family as a decoration, and the other small pieces such as pendants and bracelets were placed with Song Pingqing.

This pair of spring-colored bracelets are one large and one small. The circumference of the large one is fifty-eight, and the circumference of the small one is fifty-three.

Song Pingqing took the smaller bracelet in her hand and played with it for a while. She then looked at it carefully under the light. After confirming that there were no flaws that she had not noticed before, she took out a small box and carefully packed the bracelet.

The water content of this bracelet is extremely good, definitely not inferior to the pair of million-level white moonlight bracelets. It has a delicate and warm texture, and the color is beautiful and low-key. In an ordinary family, it is a good item that can be passed down from generation to generation.

Imagining how the bracelet would look like hanging on Murong Xue's slender wrist, Song Pingqing nodded with satisfaction.

Such a nice bracelet should be given to her eldest daughter.

When Song Pingqing was leaving her room with the bracelet, she ran into Wu Qiming who was sneaking out of the bathroom.

Wu Qiming's body suddenly stiffened, and there was depression and embarrassment in his eyes when he looked at Song Pingqing.

To be on the safe side, he waited for more than ten minutes without any sound outside before he dared to come out. How could he bump into someone?

Song Pingqing was in a hurry to deliver the gift, and was impatient to take care of his little thoughts, so he opened his mouth and said four words:

"Get lost now."

Hearing these impolite words, Wu Qiming felt as if he had been pardoned. Knowing that Song Pingqing was too lazy to argue with him, he immediately replied "Okay!" and rushed to his room.

On Children's Day, there will be no classes in the junior high school and elementary school departments of Baihua College, and students are not allowed to study on their own in the classroom.

After being bored at home all morning, after lunch, a few of us went to the school club building in a group and played board games in the activity venue of the board game club.

I've been studying so hard recently, so of course I need to relax on Children's Day.

Chengrang Chengrang's team totaled five people, and they gathered eight wild guys from the board game club and sat together to play Werewolf.

For a "naughty kid observer" like Song Pingqing, sitting together with a group of kids to play Werewolf does not provide much gaming experience.

What's more, I don't know if it was bad luck that befell me today, Song Pingqing got five werewolves in a row, four of which were White Wolf King.

Someone's inner expression collapsed over time, step by step from "this identity is fun" to "let me go, I really don't want to be a werewolf anymore."

Really no gaming experience.

When night fell again, Song Pingqing killed Shen Ci with a knife with an expressionless face, and chose to self-destruct immediately after deceiving the prophet during the day.

When he blew himself up, he took away Gu Zongnan, who had finally drawn the identity of a prophet.

Gu Zongnian: No, I finally got the Prophet? I haven’t had time to show off yet?

Gu Zongnan: I treated you as a good brother, but you wanted to die together with me?

Don’t blame Song Pingqing for playing this game so crazy. Anyone would go crazy if they were a werewolf for an afternoon.

"What's wrong with big brother today? There's not a single one that's not from a werewolf." Gu Zongnan was puzzled.

Maybe it's because she is indeed an old lady in the guise of a minor, so she was crazy about getting the werewolf cards on Children's Day.

Song Pingqing glanced at Gu Zongnian and said in a cold tone, "Why? Are you upset because I took you away with my self-explosion?"

By the sixth time, Song Pingqing finally got his first non-werewolf character of the day.

Well, hunter, what a great identity.

Song Pingqing happily planned to start today's gaming experience, but was voted out in the first round.

"She has picked up five werewolf swords in a row, so this one must be a werewolf sword as well." Gu Zongnan smiled slyly, and the look he gave Song Pingqing showed a kind of happiness of revenge.

The key point is that many people present agreed with his point of view. Except for Murong Xue, Shen Ci and Wu Qiming, everyone else voted in favor.

"You are such a piece of shit."

Song Pingqing cursed expressionlessly while choosing to use the identity skill of the hunter card and took away the...

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