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

Song Pingqing figured out the deeper meaning behind Wen Zhuo's words, but there are many people in this world who can't understand what people say.

When the cousin of the Wen family heard what he said, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Will you really help me?"

"After all, we all have the surname Wen, right?" Wen Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his deep eyes, only a hint of disgust occasionally revealed.

Seeing that the two of them were about to go out, Wu Qiming quickly glanced at Murong Xue, and when he saw Murong Xue nodded imperceptibly, he immediately pulled Shen Ci and followed Wen Zhuo out.

You can't let your friend be left alone at a time like this. Usually, Gu Zongnian would rush to do this kind of support, but today Gu Zongnian was stuck in the physics lab and wouldn't come out, so the two of them had to take over.

Anyway, there is no risk in supporting Wen Zhuo.

Song Pingqing thought of what Wen Zhuo had just said, "They all have the surname Wen," and snorted lightly. He let go of Murong Xue's hand, turned around and continued to edit her resume on the computer.

Murong Xue's hand paused in the air for a moment, then she quickly retracted it: "It's someone else's business, why are you so upset?"

It's hard to tell whether the tone is happy or angry.

Song Pingqing stared at the resume for a while, not reading a single word. After a while, he replied to Murong Xue: "I just suddenly felt it was fake."

Very boring.

Murong Xue tilted her head and looked at Song Pingqing without saying anything for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Song Pingqing felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her.

"Does it matter whether he is real or fake?" Murong Xue asked back.

"It doesn't matter." Song Pingqing replied immediately.

Wen Zhuo is not her boss.

"Your opinion is more important." Song Pingqing's eyes moved back to the screen, "As long as you are not fake, it's fine."

If one day, her grown-up children would act hypocritically in front of her, Song Pingqing would be very sad.

These words immediately confused Murong Xue. The look she gave Song Pingqing became somewhat complicated. In fact, she and Wen Zhuo were taught by the same teachers in some matters.

The first half of Song Pingqing's sentence made her ecstatic, but the second half instantly made her fall to the bottom.

Sometimes Murong Xue's style is even more ruthless than Wen Zhuo's. After all, her appearance is more deceptive than Wen Zhuo's, but Song Pingqing has never seen it.

This person is so naive that he is "cute".

"What's wrong with you today?" Song Pingqing was frightened by Murong Xue's stare this time.

"Nothing." Murong Xue also turned her gaze back to the computer screen, "It's OK as long as I'm honest with you."

"That's fine. It's okay to be a little fake to others, but it's not good to be too sincere. It's easy to be deceived."

Murong Xue did not respond to this. She felt that Song Pingqing's words were more suitable to be said to Song Pingqing himself.

Song Pingqing didn't pay attention to what Murong Xue was thinking. At this moment, he was humming a random tune to the resume he was revising.

Murong Xue thought she was saying something again, so she listened carefully and heard this incomprehensible tune.

Murong Xue rubbed her ears subconsciously.

Really... no artistic talent at all.

It was so ugly that it was difficult for Murong Xue to ignore her even if she wanted to.

Murong Xue sat beside her, and in a trance she recalled the fear she felt when she was dominated by the sound of Song Pingqing playing the violin, which was like the sound of sawing wood - the hoarse and mocking sound was unbearable to listen to.

"Let me help you look at your resume." Murong Xue couldn't bear it anymore and forcibly interrupted Song Pingqing's noise harassment.

"Have you finished your own revisions?" Song Pingqing asked in confusion.

"No, I just want to see yours." Murong Xue replied.

Song Pingqing didn't think that his humming was bad at all. He just thought that Murong Xue wanted to take a look at his resume to change her mind: "Then I'll take a look at yours too."

"See." Murong Xue exchanged seats with her.

Just stop humming the tune.

Looking at the two tall men following behind him, Wen Zhuo felt for the first time that the noisy and fun-loving Wu Qiming and the always taciturn Shen Ci were not completely useless. At least they were tall and could help their brothers.

Even when the bodyguard is not present, it feels nice to have such a good brother.

Murong Xue's resume attracted Song Pingqing's attention. By the time she finished reading Murong Xue's resume, the excitement outside had ended.

He turned his head and asked the gossip king Wu Qiming: "Hey, what did you say in the end?"

Wu Qiming coughed twice, keeping the secret. He wanted to say more, but when he saw Song Pingqing raised his eyebrows, he immediately became honest:

"Not long after he left the house and heard some gossip, the guy was taken away by someone the Wen family arranged to work in the school."

Young Master, even if he doesn’t have bodyguards in the open, there are still people who are protecting him in secret.

Song Pingqing was filled with emotion. His gossipy nature was fully exposed at this moment. He continued to ask, "So what's the matter? Tell me about it."

"Hello——" Wen Zhuo was a little embarrassed.

This was the first time he encountered someone gossiping in front of the main person. Song Pingqing really didn't treat him as an outsider.

"Hello, is that you calling?" Song Pingqing turned to look at him.

"Forget it, you guys talk." Wen Zhuo held his forehead with his hand.

Wu Qiming continued to gossip to Song Pingqing without any psychological burden: "That guy's family is not well off, and he was able to come to our school only because of the support of Wen Zhuo and his main branch. He pretended to be a rich man and fished for premature love online. As a result, his girlfriend is pregnant now, and he has caused a big mess."

Wen Zhuo was shocked when he heard Wu Qiming's words. He immediately sat up straight and looked at Wu Qiming and said, "You figured out the whole story in just such a short time?"

Wen Zhuo only knew that Wu Qiming was well-informed in the past, but this was the first time he saw Wu Qiming's ability to listen to gossip himself.

Wu Qiming had just stood next to him for a few minutes and listened to a few random words, but he had figured out the truth so clearly?

Although I didn't guess the woman's family situation, everything I said was correct.

"Don't you see what my family does?" Wu Qiming rolled his eyes. "How can you get here without some skills?"

Wen Zhuo sighed and said, "Uncle Murong really has a sharp eye."

It's really hard for him to gather all of you weirdos to be around Murong Xue.

"Okay, okay, I've heard enough gossip, but there's one more thing I want to say." Song Pingqing looked at Wen Zhuo, "As for your cousin, how did he know which one of the group of people was you so quickly?"

As soon as Wen Zhuo asked this question, his face immediately darkened.

Wu Qiming said "Ah", as if he realized it belatedly: "Yes."

Murongxue said abruptly: "Pingqing, your resume needs to be revised here."

I just told her not to be too enthusiastic, but now she turns around and meddles in other people's affairs.

"Where?" Song Pingqing was immediately called back by the eldest lady.