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

"What about you? What do you think?" President Murong Ba's gaze then fell on the two future adopted sons.

Wow, you asked the person involved at the last minute.

Becoming the adopted son of the Murong family was one of Wu Qiming's goals in becoming Murong Xue's follower. Upon hearing this, he naturally couldn't wait to express his loyalty and agreed.

Song Pingqing looked at his excitement.

Even though he had known about this for a long time, he was still able to show just the right amount of excitement.

Ah...you are truly an excellent actor.

But this is definitely not Shen Ci's purpose of being a follower.

When he first came to Murong's house, his revenge had not yet been taken, and the thought in his mind was: continue the revenge in another place.

As a result, President Murong packed him up and sent him abroad for protection.

"Children should act like children."

Before he left the country, Murong Ba always told him: "You have to believe that the adults can handle this matter, and even your brother will not be affected."

Today, some benefactors are buried in the ground, while some have become our elders.

Shen Ci tightened his hands under the table again and again, and waited until Wu Qiming's perfect performance beside him was over before he squeezed out four words from his throat:

"I'm OK."

Others might not be able to notice it, but Song Pingqing immediately noticed that Murong Xue beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, I see. The purpose of the recognition was for Shen Ci.

Before going to bed at night, Song Pingqing entered Murong Xue's room from the balcony: "Shen Ci is not very willing to acknowledge you as his godparents? And he even brought it up at the dinner table."

Murong Xue had just taken a shower and had taken off all her jewelry, leaving only the ring on her hand.

She didn't hear Song Pingqing coming in until Song Pingqing's voice rang out. Murongxue suddenly stopped fiddling with the ring on her hand and said, "You scared me. How come you walk without making any sound?"

"It's unfair." Song Pingqing stretched out his hand, "I swear to the light that I knocked on the door."

Murong Xue glared at her: "You are getting bolder and bolder. You dare to walk into my room without even asking for permission."

Song Pingqing sat down on another stool, leaned over the table, tilted his head and looked at Murong Xue: "Isn't this what I learned from you? When you came to get into my bed at night, you didn't even ask if I wanted to."

"Okay, okay, you always have something to say."

When it comes to daily bickering, anyone would have to admit defeat in front of Song Pingqing.

Murong Xue sneered: "People like you should be sent out to discuss business, and you are not allowed to come back until the deal is done."

"Oh my dear sister." Song Pingqing started to act straight away, "Are you starting to dislike me for eating nothing at home so soon, my dear sister?"

Seeing this scene, Murong Xue's eyelids twitched wildly.

Song Pingqing noticed it and laughed even more cunningly: It's so fun to tease children.

While thinking this, Song Pingqing continued to act: "It's okay, my dear sister, I will find a good job that will satisfy you, please just keep me for a few more days~"

Murong Xue couldn't bear it any longer, so she stood up and was about to take two steps to Song Pingqing to cover her mouth.

Unexpectedly, he tripped and fell towards Song Pingqing.

Damn it? !

Song Pingqing was startled and opened his arms to catch her.

Unexpectedly, Murong Xue fell too fast and too hard, and directly knocked Song Pingqing, who was sitting on a round cloth stool, to the ground.

Song Pingqing's first reaction was to quickly stretch out his hands to protect Murong Xue's head, but the thought in his mind was: No er? ? ? I didn't catch it? ? ? Is my core strength so bad?

It must be said that it was really necessary for Song Pingqing to lend a helping hand to protect him.

Before that thought disappeared, Song Pingqing felt a sharp pain in his right hand.

"Oh!"

Murong Xue's center of gravity was unstable, and her head and Song Pingqing's hand hit the base of the floor lamp.

Although the four corners of the base have been polished and are smooth and round, and will not hurt people normally, it cannot withstand such a heavy knock.

Song Pingqing didn't bother to pay attention to his right hand and hurried to look at Murong Xue's head.

"What's wrong? Is everything alright?"

Murong Xue seemed to be stunned by the fall and didn't react for a long time.

She didn't respond, which made Song Pingqing anxious. When he was anxious, he would talk a lot: "Why aren't you talking? Are you in pain? Or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I'll go find a doctor." He said as he was about to get up.

"Stop making noise, stop making noise. I'm fine." Murong Xue finally came back to her senses after being disturbed by Song Pingqing's series of "nagging".

Go and look at Song Pingqing's hand immediately.

Sure enough, I saw that her hands were showing signs of swelling.

Murong Xue pursed her lips: "My head is fine, but your hand looks a little bit broken."

"......" Song Pingqing didn't feel much pain at first, but after hearing Murong Xue say that, he finally realized the pain.

Isn't it... her adrenaline is so high?

Song Pingqing's face turned pale with pain.

"I'll go call someone. We need to take a picture of the situation."

This is also a reversal of identity.

Just as President Murong Ba was about to go to bed, he heard knocks on the door.

There are only three people in this world who dare to knock on his door like this.

His dear mother, his perfect baby daughter, and a goddaughter who dares to lose her temper with him for his baby daughter.

But this is not right.

President Murong Ba stood up and walked a few steps to the door. Who else could it be but Murong Xue?

"You're going out dressed like this so late at night?" President Murong looked at his daughter who had already changed her clothes.

"Pingqing was slightly injured. I will accompany her to the hospital."

"Why is she injured again?" This sentence is a complaint, and now is not the time to understand the situation.

Murong Xue didn't bother to reply, she turned around and left: "If I come back late, I won't go to the meeting tomorrow morning."

"Come back!" President Murong frowned slightly, his boss syndrome starting to kick in. "If you follow her, will her injury heal faster?"

The meeting tomorrow morning is quite important.

"She was injured because she was protecting me. I should know how serious her injury is, right?" Murong Xue looked a little impatient.

Mr. Murong Ba is getting tired of hearing this lately.

Really.

Before Murong Ba could respond, Murong Xue responded with a critical remark: "As a father, you don't care about your daughter at this time, but are actually thinking about how important tomorrow will be."

No??? He doesn’t care about his daughter???

President Murong Ba was stunned.

He has come across the ocean to help out and clean up the mess, so how could he still be accused of such a serious crime?

So when Song Pingqing finished filming in the hospital, President Murong Ba also came over dressed in a very neat outfit.

As soon as he entered the ward, he said expressionlessly: "I'm here to see my daughter."

The hairs on Song Pingqing's back stood up: "Dad, you rushing over here so late at night makes me feel like I'm in a very bad condition."

Life is not going well?! Huh???