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

When the photos taken by the Wu family's reporters were sent to Wu Qiming's email, everyone's expressions were as if they were watching a horror movie.

Gu Zongnan was so frightened that he nearly smashed the monitor with his fist.

Oh, you want to know why it's almost?

Because it was his fist that was broken, not the monitor, in short, he almost broke the monitor with one punch.

After a burst of disgust and wailing, Aunt Zhang came with a small medicine box with a blank look on her face to disinfect and bandage the naughty child.

Everyone ignored the screams that Gu Zongnian made when his wounds came into contact with alcohol, which were similar to those of Marlowe. They looked at each other in bewilderment, and couldn't help but think of the rumored not-so-clean history of the Hu Nao Group.

"It's not a rumor. My parents said it's not clean." Gu Zongnan sold out his parents as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing everyone's attention shifted to him, Gu Zongnian wailed, "Ouch, ouch, ouch," "It hurts so much, why does it hurt so much?"

"You asked for it. Just bear with it." Murong Xue said concisely.

Gu Zongnian's eyes were filled with resentment: "Boo, boo, boo."

Wu Qiming couldn't help but show his disgust where he couldn't see.

Which boy is so pretentious?

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here.

The turmoil in the Hu family involved human lives.

As the saying goes, human life is at stake, and murder cases must be solved. The police immediately intervened to seal off the scene and conduct an investigation. This time, it was finally not a storm that could be easily suppressed.

It is said that when you see one cockroach in a house, it means there are hundreds of cockroaches in the house.

Similarly, for a behemoth like the Hu Nao Group, when the corpse was washed out by the heavy rain, everyone would assume that the Hu Nao Group had done far more dirty things than that.

For a time, there was constant public criticism, saying that the Hu Nao Group had lost its conscience, and the previous issue of inferior materials was brought up again.

Even though the Hu Nao Group quickly pushed the project leader to take the blame and found a highly capable and well-known lawyer in the industry to defend it, no matter how hard they tried, the collapse of the Hu Nao Group's credibility had already become an fait accompli.

The stock market was in the red, investors had expressions of excitement on their faces, and the market was volatile for a while.

If there were no legal constraints, I'm afraid someone would have drawn a knife and started a classic life-and-death battle with the Hu Nao group on the spot.

It was at this time that Shen Wuxiu lost contact. He left a letter to Song Pingqing and Murong Xue, saying that he would definitely come back before school started, and asked them to rest assured that he had not forgotten the project that the three of them had decided to start together.

In the final analysis, the hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable, not to mention that this is such a good opportunity.

"So the Shen family's bankruptcy was really driven by the Hu family?" Song Pingqing put the letter away again. It turned out that the previous rumors were true.

Murong Xue nodded: "In fact, Shen Ci has a hard time. He lives with Hu Lailai in the Hu family. On the surface, he is the eldest lady's fiancé, but the Hu family knows very well what he has done. How can they really treat him well?"

"It's hard for him." After hearing Murongxue's attitude towards Shen Ci, Song Pingqing straightened up immediately and said seriously, "But don't feel sorry for him."

"Don't feel sorry for men, it will make you unhappy."

How many heroines in abusive novels have a good ending? 99.9% of them, after suffering from all kinds of pain such as having their kidneys cut, being kidnapped by bandits, having their children aborted, and losing their money, and dying young due to depression and illness, the scumbag male protagonist suddenly repents and suffers, and then vents his anger on other vicious female supporting characters.

Thus, a world is created in which only women are hurt, but why bother?

In this regard, Song Pingqing only wanted to say: "Yue———"

Murong Xue had received elite education since childhood and had never seen such things, so she was puzzled by what she said. She tilted her head slightly and looked at her with a questioning look.

!?(?_?;?）

Song Pingqing then remembered that the little girl in front of him was just about to turn nine years old and was not yet at the age of falling in love.

It was really because Murong Xue usually behaved too maturely, so Song Pingqing temporarily treated her as an adult.

Song Pingqing then revealed a vengeful look: "Have you forgotten? He left with someone else on the day of your birthday party when your uncle almost announced your engagement! I still remember it in my little notebook."

"You're overthinking that. Dad has recently given up on getting me engaged."

"Why do you say that he gave up recently?" Song Pingqing was at a loss. Did he say something happened that she didn't know about?

"Wu Qiming's elder sister, Wu Zhenming, do you remember?"

"Of course, didn't the four of us go to work for her last year?"

What does this have to do with her?

"She was engaged when she was a child. Recently, the man returned from his overseas study and brought a woman with him."

Song Pingqing had a strange look on his face as he was trying not to laugh.

Although, this sentence is really similar to "The general came back from the war and brought back a woman."

It's just that the general attacked the Widow Village at night and returned to the capital with his military achievements, while Wu Zhenming's fiancé Mo Xuan was so happy in his hometown that he wanted to settle down abroad completely.

"If it weren't for the poor health of Mo's parents, who have been sick twice this year, and Mrs. Mo is about to undergo a heart stent surgery, and really wants to see her son, I'm afraid Mo Xuan is still unwilling to come back."

"So Wu Qiming didn't tell us because this gossip has spread to their own home?" Song Pingqing asked.

Murong Xuemin smiled and said, "I think so."

Indeed, there is no pressure in talking about other people's gossip, but once you become the protagonist of gossip, it will not be fun.

Song Pingqing never thought about why Murong Xue knew so much. She subconsciously thought that the eldest lady had her own channels of information.

On the third day after the wind stopped, the driver drove them back to Jincheng City.

Turning nine doesn’t have any special meaning, unlike last time when it usually had the meaning of celebrating one’s advancement to higher education.

Therefore, Murong Xue's ninth birthday was simply celebrated at the Murong family's villa in Jincheng City, and she invited a few classmates with whom she had a good relationship to come to her home to spend the happy birthday together.

Even stayed overnight.

The next day, after seeing off the classmates and friends who came to the party, President Murong gathered everyone together again in Jincheng's study.

There is no doubt that this is the time to announce this year's "internship topic".

In the past two years, they were allowed to rest for a week before starting their "internship". However, this year was a little strange. President Murong was like a capitalist who couldn't wait to exploit the workers. As soon as the birthday party was over, he asked them to start working.

That expression seemed to say: "Rest? Only the dead are entitled to rest."

In this regard, Song Pingqing said that the dead have no right to rest and can only continue to work in another world.

Putting aside these small, messy and unimportant complaints, Song Pingqing actually looks forward to Mr. Murong Ba bringing him a new perspective on the world.

After all, I lived a very long time in my previous life, so long that I lost interest in many things that I could come into contact with in my environment.

In addition to the long-lost love and care from his elders, the charm of unknown things is what attracts Song Pingqing most in this reopened life.

"I plan to set up a foundation to support poor children in going to school." President Murong Ba sat in front of the four people and glanced at each of them fairly.

Seeing that they were all looking at him intently, President Murong Ba continued, "In order to raise funds for the foundation, I will hold an auction on July 25th."

"As for the collections to be auctioned, you will need to go to the Murong family's old house and select them yourself. Each of you will choose a collection and collect information on your own. Then you can go on stage to explain it. I will give a special reward to the one with the highest auction price."

Song Pingqing shouted "Wow" in his heart. He was excited about going to the Murong family's old house to visit and select collections, but also nervous about attending an auction for the first time.

Auctions are usually the hot spots for Mary Sue novels, and often feature scenes where the hero spends a fortune on the heroine or someone else, such as his/her white moonlight or cinnabar mole.

Song Pingqing was secretly looking forward to it, however, he really didn't know whether such a classic plot would appear in this auction.

Which civet would not want to be the first to appear at the scene of eating melons? Even Grandma Song, the centenarian civet, is no exception.

Haven’t you heard that the old tree at the entrance of the village is the most popular gathering place for rural gossip?

Song Pingqing's gossip gene is ready to move.

Everyone dispersed to pack their luggage. Song Pingqing first followed Murong Xue to her room to help pack.

As soon as she entered the room, Murong Xue looked at her and said after a moment's consideration: "I always feel that you are particularly excited."

Ouch, you found it even though it was hidden so deeply! The young lady really has a sharp eye!

Song Pingqing rubbed his hands together: "Of course! After all, I'm going to see something I've never seen before, so I'm bound to be a little excited!"

"You are more than just a little excited." Murong Xue snorted coldly, and said with a little pride, "For the sake of the moon lamp, I will allow you to choose one to take away. We have made a deal."

"Duck, no need." Song Pingqing started searching the closet. "You can look at it from a distance, but you can't play with it."

"You said that as if you have no worldly desires." Murong Xue pulled Song Pingqing over and told her to stop looking. "You are stupid. How could there be no clothes of mine in my old house? Go pack your own."

"What you said really makes sense!" Song Pingqing realized it later, slapped his head, and said helplessly, "Then why am I here with you?"

"Yes, yes, I want to know too!" Murong Xue joked, then her face darkened, "If you really don't want it, don't regret it."

"What's there to regret?" Song Pingqing had already walked to the door, turned his head and looked at her gloomy face in confusion, and said with a smile, "Come on, the bandit leader didn't plunder your family's things, and you're not happy?"

"People can only enjoy wealth that matches their own understanding." Song Pingqing explained, "Your things are too good, and I don't have the ability to take them. If I really took them, I would be guilty of possessing a treasure. Sooner or later, I will not be able to keep them."

Song Pingqing's eldest daughter in her previous life won two million yuan in the lottery when she was young. But she didn't know what she did with the money and spent it all without knowing what she had done. She also developed a habit of spending money lavishly and didn't save a penny for five or six years.

At that time, Song Pingqing felt that the huge amount of wealth that came into his hands inexplicably, even if it was obtained through legal means, might not necessarily be a good thing.

Grandma Song understood the concept of money in her previous life. At least save a little, just enough to spend.

Murong Xue was really speechless this time. She was rushing to give a gift to her little sister who she thought was the poorest, but she actually rejected her three times in a row. It was really emo that she couldn't even give money without a purpose.

The next morning, the nanny car picked up the four children, followed by three cars full of bodyguards in front and behind as escort, and they drove together towards the Murong family's old house.

"During tense times like this, it would be good to send my brothers and sisters to a safe place."

The person who said this was actually the eldest brother Shen Wuxiu who had disappeared for more than ten days. At this moment, he was in President Murong's office and pulled out a brown paper bag that was nearly two inches thick from the bag in his hand.

"This is the relevant evidence of the Hu Nao Group bribing officials." Shen Wuxiu put the brown paper bag in front of President Murong.

"Source." President Murong Ba said concisely.

"It's... another victim." Shen Wuxiu replied, "She said she put a letter for you in the bag. Please be sure to read it first."

President Murong nodded and opened the brown paper bag. Sure enough, he saw a sealed letter inside. On the envelope were six beautifully written characters: "Personally addressed to Mr. Murong."

President Murong took out the letter and put it on the table, picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Secretary Li, come to my house and help me check a document."

After hanging up the phone, President Murong Ba said to Shen Wuxiu: "You should also take some time to pick up Xiao Ci."

Shen Wuxiu's expression froze for a moment, but he immediately agreed: "Okay, uncle."

The Murong family's old house was built on the top of a mountain. The nanny car went up along the winding mountain road. When Song Pingqing finally saw the building clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Manor?"

"What else?" Murong Xue didn't quite understand her shock, just like she was confused when she first learned that two steamed buns only cost fifty cents.

Murong Manor was unusually large. After the car drove in, it took another five minutes to drive past it before it stopped.

When Song Pingqing got off the car, he was shocked by the huge and magnificent building.

She was wrong, she was so naive. She only knew that the Murong family was extremely wealthy, but she didn't know that this wealth could be so outrageous.

When Liu Junxi got off the car behind her, he didn't expect that she was in a daze and bumped into her.

The two of them screamed "Ouch" and almost fell down, and quickly supported each other to stand firm to avoid being rude and embarrassed.

There are now two masters of the Murong family living in Murong Manor, namely Murong Baba, the father of Murong Ba, and Dan Qiyun, the mother of Murong Ba.

The two old men looked much kinder than President Murong. Seeing them, Murong Xue walked over quickly and greeted them in a very sweet voice:

"Grandpa and grandma, I miss you so much."

The three people walking behind her shuddered.

It’s nothing, it’s just that I haven’t heard such a sweet, lovely and gentle voice from a young lady for a long, long time.

Really, I’m not used to it.