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

The term "friend" in this circle is a very complicated issue.

To exaggerate a bit, as long as you have heard of someone's deeds, you will dare to say: "I have a friend who is like this and that..."

But Murong Xue is not such a person.

With a family background as good as hers, she rarely utters the term "my friend".

It would be fine if he just called her a friend, but the next thing he said was that the other person’s parents were getting a divorce?

What kind of friend is this? How could he talk about such a detailed issue as his parents' divorce?

It's not that Song Pingqing has any prejudice against the word "divorce", but in the circle of wealthy families, except for the Murong family who have been devoted to love for generations, and the Gu family who have an "intellectual love" orientation that is almost like a genetic gene, most marriages are for profit.

The interests of the two groups are tied together through marriage, and this "contractual marriage" will never be torn up unless it is absolutely necessary.

Even if one of the parties' families goes bankrupt, the marriage cannot end, in order to demonstrate the so-called "business integrity".

A couple can do their own things after having children, but they cannot divorce.

Not to mention that if divorce is mentioned like this, the children will know about it and it may even be heard by other people.

Who exactly is this friend that Murong Xue is talking about?

Song Pingqing's probing gaze made Murong Xue's scalp tingle slightly. Murong Xue coughed lightly in embarrassment:

"I haven't told you about what happened over there. Because a lot of it is inconvenient for you to know."

This refers to the dinner parties she often went out to.

Song Pingqing's eyes flashed with understanding: "If it's inconvenient for me to know, why do you still tell me?"

"But because this person is a little different. This person will become our new classmate next semester." Murong Xue explained briefly.

It turns out there really is a new person coming.

Song Pingqing: "I don't know why, but I feel a strange sense of jealousy. I really want to make friends through martial arts."

God damn, make friends through martial arts.

Murong Xue was speechless for a rare moment, looking at Song Pingqing's eyes:

"Don't mess around. The other party's family background is not inferior to mine and Gu Zongnian's. Even if his parents are divorced and his interest group is broken, he is not someone you can easily provoke."

It would have been fine if Murong Xue didn't explain. After hearing this, Song Pingqing immediately became dramatic: "You're still speaking for him?!"

Seeing Song Pingqing's tone, Murong Xue suddenly sneered: "Are you acting again?"

Song Pingqing thought Murong Xue was angry, and before he could find a way out, Murong Xue suddenly said:

"Those are friends from outside. How can they compare with friends at home?"

Wang Defa??? What did she just say?

For a moment Song Pingqing thought she had misheard. When she came to her senses and confirmed that what Murong Xue had just said was not her hallucination, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and the expression on her face froze for a moment.

Song Pingqing: Oh no, have I corrupted my child? ? ... This inexplicable feeling of madness.

Seeing Song Pingqing was completely embarrassed, Murongxue became playful and imitated Song Pingqing's occasionally awkward tone and said, "How can wild flowers smell as good as domestic flowers?"

Seeing the embarrassment gradually appearing on Song Pingqing's face, Murong Xue was in a good mood. She no longer had the depressed feeling she had just had when she mentioned that her friend's parents were going to divorce.

The eldest lady happily added in a tender tone: "Are you right, Sister Pingqing?"

She finally discovered that Song Pingqing was sometimes off-key and often not serious, but deep down he was more serious and serious than anyone else.

As long as he was countered with more inappropriate and improper words, Song Pingqing would immediately calm down.

Just like now.

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing, who was so embarrassed that he covered his face with his hands, with a smile on her face. In her heart, she felt a sense of happiness after being spoiled and successful.

Song Pingqing coughed twice and forced the topic back on track: "So? What does his parents' divorce have to do with you?"

Hearing the topic return to the main track, Murong Xue just glanced at Song Pingqing teasingly, and quickly got down to business: "I just want to ask you, how to get along with children from single-parent families."

After all, from an objective point of view, Murong Xue and the friend she mentioned will definitely be good friends in the business field in the future. The two businesses will inevitably be inextricably linked, so it is necessary to become friends early.

Murong Xue: Is there any single-parent child in this world who is more difficult to get along with than me?

Song Pingqing had a blank expression on his face: "You asked me this question, it's really..."

"Are you asking the right person?"

"You're asking the wrong person," Song Pingqing replied. "I don't know the answer to this question."

She couldn't tell Murong Xue that she had always treated her like a child, coaxing, raising and taking care of her, right?

Not to mention that it is impossible for the eldest lady to do what she did, even if she could, why should Murong Xue take care of others like this.

Why should Song Pingqing, who raised her own child, take care of another child like this?

Song Pingqing: I don’t know whether my godfather saw the yellow-haired man, but I felt like I saw a yellow-haired man.

"But you get along well with me?" Murong Xue asked puzzled.

Song Pingqing stretched out his hands and pinched Murong Xue's cheeks at the same time, using a fake smile to hide his true feelings of wanting to make friends through martial arts:

"There is no other Song Pingqing in the world."

Murong Xue pinched Song Pingqing's wrist and finally succeeded in getting Song Pingqing to let go. The eldest lady rubbed her cheeks with both hands: "There won't be another Murong Xue."

Song Pingqing replied: "So, there is no reference value in building a new friendship based on Song Pingqing and Murong Xue's experience. Do you understand what I mean?"

Murong Xue seemed to understand, but she was very keenly aware of one thing: "Are you avoiding my question?"

"I didn't." Song Pingqing: Oh no, I've been found out.

Murongxue stared into Song Pingqing's eyes: "Are you worried that I will have better friends?"

"That's not the case." Song Pingqing answered immediately.

She just didn't want the flowers she had worked so hard to grow to bend over a weed that came from nowhere.

You know, growing a flower is the most difficult thing in the world.

Murongxue thought Song Pingqing was still angry and jealous, so she explained, "Wanmu's core industries have a lot of cooperation with their family. From the perspective of commercial value, I need to make friends with this person."

Song Pingqing stared at Murong Xue, who looked serious, for a long time before she finally spoke as if she had compromised:

"I don't know how you should get along with this new 'commercially valuable' friend. After all, I have no experience in this area."

"But I know that if you want to have a good friend for a long time, the best attitude is to have no attitude towards the special things that may exist in him."

"In other words, treat him as an ordinary person."