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

The May Day holiday arrived in such a noisy and lively atmosphere.

Baihua College has always had ample vacation time. Except for the third year of junior high school and the third year of senior high school, all other grades go on vacation directly on the afternoon of the 30th.

Recently, Song Pingqing has spent all his spare time looking for new investment projects and reading information, and has not made any plans for the upcoming May Day holiday.

If Xu Jinmei hadn't called to say that her family had moved to a bigger new house, Song Pingqing would have been too lazy to even go back to Jincheng and would have wanted to sleep right there in Wenzhou.

It's a pity that I can't not go back home during such a long vacation. Firstly, I haven't seen my family for a long time, and I should go back to keep in touch with them. Secondly, I still have to get familiar with the door of my new home, and don't be stupid enough to go back to my old house.

In fact, it’s okay to set off after having lunch and taking a nap. After all, there are far fewer cars now than there would be a dozen years ago, so there’s no need to get stuck in traffic the day before the holiday.

But the situation in Jincheng is hard to say. The economy is developed, and many people come here during the golden tourist season. There are many people from the city who go out to play, and there are also many people from outside the city who come in to play.

Song Pingqing didn't want to be stuck in traffic, so he wanted to slip away without having lunch or sleeping. He decided to wait until he got home.

The result of excessive joy turned into sorrow, and he almost bumped into Murong Xue without paying attention.

"Why are you running so fast?" Murong Xue's eyes fell on her, "And you're carrying a suitcase?"

"Where are we going?"

Oops, the eldest lady’s tone was bad, it’s time to get out of this.

"I want to go back early." Song Pingqing laughed awkwardly.

"You're in such a hurry to go back. Is there something wrong at home?" Murong Xue rarely saw Song Pingqing in such a hurry, so she couldn't help asking a few more questions, "Or do you have any special plans for the holiday?"

"Nothing. If I have to say something, it's probably because my family moved." Song Pingqing was a little embarrassed, "But that's not the point. The point is that I just want to go home and sleep right now."

Murong Xue frowned slightly: "On a seven-day holiday, you just want to sleep?"

"I definitely won't sleep for seven days at a time, but I'd better wait until I wake up before doing any work or anything like that."

At this point, Song Pingqing rubbed his head and said, "To be honest, I almost fell asleep while talking to you like this."

Seeing that Song Pingqing was really so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, Murong Xue could only reluctantly take back what she said: Instead of sleeping at home, why not come with me to look at the projects?

Forget it, let her sleep if she wants, as long as there is nothing wrong with her body.

Murong Xue: Can I still learn from my dad and not let people sleep in? Of course not.

"So you've had dinner?"

"No, I'm going to eat when I get home."

"I want to go back to Jincheng, too." Murong Xue raised her chin, "Wait for me to have dinner together before you go back."

Murong Xue: How can people not eat well? If you don't eat well, you will feel more uncomfortable when riding.

"Ok."

Song Pingqing had no choice but to let go of the suitcase handle and sat obediently opposite Murong Xue, picking up some food and eating.

She still had to listen to the eldest lady's words. After all, Murong Xue was both her good friend and her immediate superior.

However, Song Pingqing often had a feeling recently that Murong Xue was trying to reverse his management.

Song Pingqing swallowed a mouthful of rice and thought to himself: It's an illusion, it must be an illusion.

Wu Lide waited downstairs for more than half an hour but Song Pingqing didn't come down yet. He sent a message but got no reply. Feeling uneasy, he was about to go upstairs to check, when he saw Song Pingqing and Murong Xue each coming out with a suitcase and a bag on their backs.

Sure enough, the only thing in this world that could hold Song Pingqing back was Murong Xue, apart from an emergency.

Wu Lide was complaining in his heart, but he took the luggage and put it away swiftly.

People are most likely to feel sleepy right after eating. As soon as Song Pingqing got in the car, he fastened his seat belt in a daze and fell into a deep sleep.

Murong Xue didn't even have time to ask her the Song family's new address.

Forget it, let’s take it back home first.

Song Pingqing passively changed the location of his destination while he was sleeping.

When I woke up, I found that the car had entered the villa area where Murong's family lived. It was such a "surprise" and unexpected.

"Why did you bring me to your house?"

Murong Xue didn't like this title very much. She raised her eyebrows and said nothing, then lowered her head and continued to read the newspaper in her hand.

"Okay." Song Pingqing was quite obedient. "Why did you come back to our house?"

Murong Xue turned a page of the newspaper: "Of course it's because some people fell asleep too quickly and fell asleep before they could tell the address of their new home."

"Didn't I tell you?!" Song Pingqing took out his phone and was about to check the messages. "I remember I sent a message to Wu Lide."

Wu Lide, who was driving, was shocked: "Ms. Song, I really didn't receive it."

Song Pingqing opened his cell phone and took a look.

Sure enough, the message was sent, but the interface remained on the sending confirmation interface and was not sent.

It was rare for Song Pingqing to be so unreliable. He touched his nose awkwardly and when he looked up, he saw Murong Xue's half-smile.

"Uh... well, it seems that people can't work when they are tired and hungry." Song Pingqing found a way out for himself, "Actually, it's good to go back to our house and rest."

This time Murong Xue really couldn't suppress the smile.

Murong Xue still had work to do, so naturally she wouldn't have time to catch up on sleep like Song Pingqing.

The eldest lady flipped through her itinerary, feeling a bit troubled, and sighed: "Anyway, you are awake, I will ask Wu Lide to take you back when I get home."

"Aren't you going back with me?" In the past two years, every time she returned to Jincheng, the eldest lady would always go to the Song family with Song Pingqing.

The excuse is: since I have robbed the daughter of the Song family, I must go back with her more often.

Song Pingqing didn't believe her reason. It was obvious that someone was going for the iron pot stew that Old Lady Song had cooked herself.

Just as he was about to say something else, he bumped into Mr. Murong who was about to go out.

Seeing his two daughters, President Murong nodded: "Are you back together? You can come to the dinner tonight as well."

The tone was flat, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

"No."

Before Song Pingqing could even open her mouth, Murongxue took the lead in rejecting her request: "Pingqing has not been feeling well recently and needs to rest at home."

Seeing how quickly she refused, Song Pingqing immediately understood what she meant - this dinner party was the kind that Murong Xue had always hated the most.

Song Pingqing gritted his teeth and faced Murong Ba's questioning gaze, and nodded: "It's true that I feel a little uncomfortable."

Fortunately, she has been lacking sleep recently and does look a little haggard.

President Murong said "hmm", got in the car and left.

"Believe me, you won't like that kind of dinner party." Murong Xue said this with a calm tone but full of disgust.

"I believe it." Song Pingqing could easily guess what kind of devilish purgatory that was that could turn the always well-behaved Murong Xue into this state.

"So one of us has to bear this hardship." Murong Xue reached out and pinched Song Pingqing's cheek. "Don't go. I'll find time to explain it to Dad when I come back."