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

Song Pingqing's palm bone was fractured, but fortunately it was very minor and only needed to be fixed with a small splint.

"Come back in five days for rehabilitation training." The doctor looked at Mr. Murong and said, "If conditions permit, you can invite a doctor to your home."

"Starting rehabilitation training so soon?" Murong Xue was the most worried one.

After all, she had just had a beautiful dream in her mind of "helping Song Pingqing take a bath".

Although it was an emergency and we went to the nearest hospital, the medical expenses were high at that time and there were few patients. As a high-income group in the United States, the doctor was quite patient:

"Proper rehabilitation exercises early after a bone fracture can improve blood circulation in the hand, reduce swelling, and prevent muscle atrophy and joint stiffness."

As the doctor spoke, he pointed to Song Pingqing's fingers and said to Song Pingqing, "Don't affect the fixation. Do some finger flexion and extension exercises appropriately. Stop if you feel pain."

Thanks to their financial support, they finally got home before 2 a.m., and the father and daughter were able to sleep for another four and a half hours.

Murong Xue stood at the door of Song Pingqing's room, hesitating.

"What's wrong?" Song Pingqing felt strange.

Murong Xue doesn't seem like someone who has trouble making decisions.

"I want to sleep with you." Murong Xue was spoiled by Song Pingqing and dared to say anything, "but I'm afraid your injury will not make you feel better."

"That's fine." Song Pingqing opened the door and invited her in. "Let's switch sides. You can sleep on my left."

Murong Xue was waiting for Song Pingqing to say this, and immediately went into Song Pingqing's room upon hearing it.

Song Pingqing walked behind her and unconsciously revealed an indulgent smile.

Really...I am still so childish even though I am 18 years old.

The little incident that happened to Song Pingqing did not affect the father and daughter's further hunting of those people. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

After the final exams, Shen Ci and Wu Qiming returned home first under the arrangement of Secretary Wang, while Song Pingqing waited until the father and daughter finished their work before going back together.

Summers in Porton are rainy and rainy, with many thunderstorms.

Song Pingqing's hands had not yet recovered, and he could not even do the most basic handicrafts. He could only play with coal balls to pass the time.

"This kind of life is so boring." When Murongxue washed her hair again, Song Pingqing couldn't help complaining, "My hand is injured, I can't even play games."

Murong Xue's ten fingers gently rubbed her scalp. It was rare for her to be in a good mood when taking care of someone:

"Since you already have two novel websites, why not take this opportunity to check out some IPs you like?"

"Oh, that's right." Song Pingqing's mood instantly improved.

Although I can't play games, it's still no problem to read novels with one hand.

Song Pingqing was well protected by the Murong family, both big and small. She lived a comfortable and leisurely life, and the storms in the business world could not have any impact on her.

But elsewhere the harmony is not so great.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

The Padrick family was eager to become the mantis, and the mother standing behind the Murong family naturally had to be the unremarkable oriole.

When there is internal strife in the family of my arch-enemy, I have to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits.

As for the results of the battle...of course it's not just about money.

Didn’t you see how many high-tech talents their common mother took the opportunity to poach?

Although Murong Xue did not let Song Pingqing go with her to learn "hunting", she would still convey some of the results of the battle to her.

These are the ways for the eldest lady to relax in her busy schedule, and also the spice of Song Pingqing's recuperation life.

After all, real business wars are often mixed with some political colors. Even if Murong Xue's tone when telling the story is calm and peaceful, the plot is still full of ups and downs.

"When my injury heals, I will write all this into a novel." Song Pingqing's eyes were full of stars when he heard this.

But she couldn't help cursing in her heart: No, in her previous life, which idiot lied to her that the real business war was about pouring boiling water on the rival company's money tree? ? ?

Murongxue looked at Song Pingqing's sparkling eyes and thought: Oh! It turns out that Song Pingqing likes stories about career maniacs.

Just right! She is the workaholic!

I can only say that this is the thinking of a top-notch domineering president, and the main idea is "Woman, the one you love must be me."

What Murongxue had in her mind was "literature of domineering CEOs", while Song Pingqing's mind was filled with "high-end business wars often only require the simplest writing style".

Not in a category at all.

The more Song Pingqing thought about it, the more he thought it was feasible. His fingers began to itch. "In fact, the doctor also said that my fingers can be exercised. Why don't I start writing tomorrow?"

"Can you be a little more honest?" Murong Xue finally came back to her senses. She looked at Song Pingqing's hand, which had not yet been splinted, and said coldly, "If you don't take care of your body like this, I won't talk to you next time."

"I won't give you any material, just wait and see how you write."

Song Pingqing: ...It's bad, Murong Xue has also figured it out.

Such a hunt is a protracted war. After all, the prey being hunted is deep-rooted. Even if there is cooperation from many parties, and the Patrick family has all kinds of dirty tricks and dirty tricks to use, they cannot shake two such prosperous families at once.

Song Pingqing watched Murong Xue getting more tired day by day, and thought to himself: As expected, the plot of "The Liang Dynasty and the King's Destruction" is only applicable to two occasions, one is that the gap between the two families is very large, and the other is novels.

It is no wonder why Murong Xue asked President Murong Ba to bring Wen Zhuo with him.

The Murong family is not large, and even with various sworn brothers it is not enough. It is very important for the heirs of an old family like Duo Wenzhuo to help each other.

Song Pingqing leaned against the head of the bed and gently patted Murong Xue's back to coax her to sleep.

Time passed quickly and it was already late July. Song Pingqing held the information given to her by Murong Xue in her hand and checked the stock market information when she had nothing to do.

Just from the fluctuations in the data you can tell how lively this hunt is.

It is inevitable to take advantage of the opportunity to reap a harvest.

Song Pingqing operates his account skillfully.

It has been almost a month since the fight, and Song Pingqing has not received the compensation for his mental damages.

"What are you doing?" After waking up, Murong Xue couldn't find Song Pingqing. She walked into the study and saw her sitting in front of the computer.

Song Pingqing showed her the page on the computer.

Murong Xue only took a glance and understood Song Pingqing's intention: "We have arranged someone to do this. If you are interested, I will have someone contact you."

It doesn't matter if you accidentally get into a conflict, but what you should be afraid of is that those two trapped beasts will seize the opportunity and use it to get rid of you.

"Okay." Song Pingqing agreed immediately, "I'm just bored."

The next second, Murong Xue hugged her from behind.

"What's going on?" Song Pingqing was shocked.

This child's mental state has been quite stable recently.

"I've been a little tired lately, but you brought up work before I even woke up."

The slight grievance in Murong Xue's voice just hit Song Pingqing's sweet spot: "Please coax me to sleep for a while."

"Okay, okay, I'll coax you to sleep a little longer."