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

Song Pingqing originally thought that there would be news in the afternoon of the day Tiandao took action.

However, she forgot that Fang Tiandao was a rookie and it took three days before any result came out.

On the evening of the third day, Baimao Tiandao finally had time to send a message to explain: "Hey, let me tell you, this time I had a big fight with that thing outside."

This made him sound like a street thug trying to steal territory from others.

Song Pingqing replied: "Oh my, you really have worked so hard."

Baimao Tiandao said: "Don't be sarcastic. Just be happy that I still thought of calling you in that situation."

Baimao Tiandao said: "That is a system that steals people's luck. If you stay there any longer, even Murongxue and Gu Zongnian's luck will be lost."

Song Pingqing: "Can Wen Zhuo's be saved?"

She had not completely forgotten what Baimao Tiandao had said, telling her not to bother with Wen Zhuo.

Baimao Tiandao said: "Wen Zhuo is different from you. He has a bit of a talent for being an unlucky guy. This is a good opportunity to help him solve the problem."

Song Pingqing: "Can you be so kind?"

Baimao Tiandao: "Then don't worry about it, God will make his own arrangements."

Song Pingqing: "...You can say it if you want, or get out if you don't want to."

Baimao Tiandao definitely has some rebellious tendencies. The more you pay attention to him, the more excited he becomes.

Song Pingqing hadn't checked his phone for two hours. When he came back, he saw Baimao Tiandao's explanation: "Alas, some things are better left unsaid than revealed."

"Why are you really ignoring me?"

But this time he really didn't say anything more. It seemed that this was something Song Pingqing didn't need to know.

At this moment, Wen Zhuo was sitting in front of Baimao Tiandao, looking a little gloomy: "Are you saying that I have bad luck? That's why I'm so unlucky?"

Those who come to you without any hesitation will usually be treated as scammers and kicked out.

But Baimao Tiandao has his own abilities.

When he walked in front of Wen Zhuo as if no one was around, passing through the heavy bodyguards, Wen Zhuo's attention was naturally attracted to him.

Wen Zhuo thought: I have some skills, but I feel that the person who comes is not well-intentioned.

"It's not that you have bad luck. You can think of it as being chosen by another world, so you have to face these tests."

Baimao Tiandao thought that telling a sixteen-year-old boy "you are the chosen one" would make the boy very excited.

It’s a pity that Wen Zhuo doesn’t have a chuunibyou.

Wen Zhuo sneered, looking very disdainful.

"You can leave now." Wen Zhuo refused directly, "I'm not interested in the other world you mentioned."

It's funny. There are so many unexpected things in his life that he can't even deal with them all, so how can he have the time to care about whether he has been chosen by another world?

Baimao Tiandao raised his eyebrows, "Do you think you can refuse? No one can refuse the predetermined fate."

Wen Zhuo didn't even bother to refute. Who said that no one can refuse a predetermined fate? Murong Xue was a ready-made example.

How could Baimao Tiandao not guess what Wen Zhuo was thinking? He sneered:

"I know what you want to say about Murong Xue. She was able to change her fate because Song Pingqing paid a heavy enough price."

Baimao Tiandao said to Wen Zhuo in a mocking tone: "But do you have such a friend around you?"

"Is there anyone willing to bear the punishment of fate for you?"

Shit, this is really heartbreaking.

Isn't this Chunchun dancing on Wen Zhuo's scar?

Still not healed.

Wen Zhuo: If I weren't well-educated, I would jump up and slap you in the face.

"How is it? A poor little thing that no one loves." Baimao Tiandao said mockingly, "Are you in the mood to talk to me about cooperation now?"

All I can say is that this guy just treats people differently based on their status.

If this kind of behavior had happened in front of Song Pingqing, he would have been beaten up a long time ago.

Or maybe Wen Zhuo is too shameless.

As for the Luo family affairs and Wen Zhuo, whom he had never even met, Song Pingqing asked about them and then let it go. After all, it was none of his business so he just let it go.

But she always felt bad about not being able to eat the dishes made by the heir of the imperial chef because of this little episode.

When Murong Xue first saw that she was in a bad mood, she thought it was because of something Song Pingqing didn't want her to know.

As a result, for several days, there was no news about the investigation of Bai Mao, and even one of the people who went to investigate had lost his memory. Murong Xue finally couldn't stand it anymore:

"Who is he?"

"Who's who?"

"Who is that man who has made you depressed for several days?"

Murong Xue's tone was calm, but Song Pingqing inexplicably felt a surge of murderous intent.

"Ah..." Song Pingqing suddenly realized, "Maybe it's the Luo family's cook."

Luo's cook???

Murong Xue's expression suddenly became strange: "Luo family's cook?"

You two are the only two who can chat together even though you are not on the same channel.

"Yes, didn't you say that the chef in his family is the inheritor of some imperial chef?" Song Pingqing nodded repeatedly.

"You've been depressed here for a few days, just because of a cook?" Murong Xue was so angry that she laughed.

Really, Song Pingqing is really as stupid as a rock.

She guessed for several days, from the fact that Song Pingqing had a crush on Baimao to the fact that Song Pingqing's crush failed, but she didn't think in the direction that Song Pingqing was greedy.

Song Pingqing said sincerely: "Yes, what else could it be?"

Murong Xue laughed out of genuine anger this time.

This kind of stupid person is really...

merciful.

Anyway, just have nothing to do with that damn white-haired guy.

"Do you really want to eat the food made by the heir of the imperial chef?"

"Of course! Love and food are the only things in the world that cannot be wasted!" Song Pingqing blinked, "Do you have a solution?"

"Well, I have a way. But how are you going to repay me?" Murong Xue brought it over.

Murong Xue: Only love and food are worth living up to. You, a stupid stone, still love...

Song Pingqing blinked and said, "How about I knit you a hat when we get back to school? It will match your scarf."

Murong Xue couldn't hold it anymore: Well, the broken stone still has love, you are really something, Song Pingqing.

"Okay, I'll find a way for you. I'll make sure you get it before you go back to school."

In the end, I still lost to her.

Murong Xue raised her head and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

As expected, whoever falls in love first loses.

That night, Song Pingqing received a text message from Murong Xue: "I will fly to Beijing the day after tomorrow. Pack your luggage and go directly back to school from Beijing."

Song Pingqing was so happy that he almost jumped out of the bed and started packing his things immediately.

What else can I do in Jing City? Of course, I will eat the food specially prepared by Murong Xue.

Xiao Xiuxiu sat on the bed and looked at the extremely happy Song Pingqing: "What are you so excited about? A date?"

"Children always think about those things."

Song Pingqing was completely immune to this kind of teasing and didn't even look up at her: "Your sister Xue arranged for the dishes to be cooked by the heir of the imperial chef."

Xiao Xiuxiu was not a person who had never gotten naive. After stewing for a while, she suddenly said "Oh".

Song Pingqing thought she was greedy: "It's okay, although it's not allowed to bring guests, but I remember the address, I'll take you there later."

Xiao Xiuxiu thought to herself: Then you can't take me with you. Xue'er would be so uncomfortable if you took me there.