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

Not all the alumni who were going to attend the alumni gathering today have arrived yet, and the banquet was just to pave the way for the subsequent exchange meeting, so apart from those who knew each other well or had existing cooperative relationships, no one talked about work.

After a simple gathering in the banquet hall, each of them went about their own business.

More than a hundred people are not many, and if they were scattered around the hotel, it would not be convenient for everyone to make friends and build connections, so the activity area was set up in the banquet hall.

There are several pool tables, a large table game area, an area with various gaming equipment, and an area specifically for drinking with a bar counter.

Song Pingqing took Murong Xue around the venue: This scene is a bit messy.

"what do you want to play?"

As soon as Murong Xue finished speaking, she saw Shen Wushuang sitting in the board game area and waving at the two of them: "Come over here."

Although it is not convenient to reminisce about the past at this time, it is a good time to sit together and interact and play.

After both of them sat down, Shen Wushuang took out two boxes of cards and asked, "Do you know how to play throwing eggs?"

"Although I'm not familiar with it, we can play with it briefly." Murong Xue's answer was very subtle.

Song Pingqing was confused and poked her secretly: "Why are you playing with new things behind my back?"

"As the girl grows older, she becomes more thoughtful. Isn't it normal to have some little secrets?" Murong Xue added another sentence to this and returned it to Song Pingqing.

"Pingqing doesn't know how to play?" Shen Wushuang was a little surprised. It seemed that not knowing how to play was a rare thing. "You've never played it when you were out socializing?"

"She doesn't need to understand these." Murong Xue's answer was full of double meanings, and it was unclear whether she was talking about throwing eggs or socializing.

Song Pingqing thought thoughtfully: It turns out that he learned it in those occasions when I was not around.

This domineering look is somewhat similar to her father.

Shen Wushuang was distracted for a brief moment again.

"I can learn." Song Pingqing decisively stretched out his hand to remove the cards, "As long as you don't mind me being a novice."

"Come on, newbies, don't shuffle the cards." Shen Wushuang patted Song Pingqing's hand, motioning her to put down the cards. "This game requires four people to play. Go find someone else to play with you."

Song Pingqing thought Shen Wushuang wanted to talk to Murong Xue alone, so he glanced at Murong Xue and saw that she had no objection, then he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Shen Wushuang didn't say anything, but he saw the subconscious interaction between the two.

Wen Zhuo had his own social purpose. Song Pingqing walked around the venue, called Zheng Jiu, and asked him to come.

Looking at Zheng Jiu's figure rushing over here, Song Pingqing secretly sighed in his heart: It's so good to be the client.

"Do you know how to play throwing eggs?" Song Pingqing asked him.

"Yes, of course." Zheng Jiu answered decisively, "I have been taught by my family since I was young, how could I not know how to play this."

Song Pingqing nodded.

It seems that this kind of card game must have a certain special status in the business world, so the Zheng family teaches it to their children.

After all this time, it turns out that everyone can do it except her.

Does Murong Xue protect her as his little wife?

Song Pingqing: I’ll talk to her about it when I get back.

They played cards for nearly two hours. Although Song Pingqing was a novice in the card game, he was not a novice around Murong Xue. After the novice familiarity period, his cooperation with Murong Xue became more and more tacit.

As good as one person.

Shen Wushuang, on the other hand, occasionally played the wrong cards due to absent-mindedness.

Such banquets have no end time limit, especially at the bar, you never know when the party will end.

Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, people began to leave one after another. Shen Wushuang put down his cards and pounded his waist:

"I'm old now, and I can't stand playing with you young people for too long. You guys go have fun, I'll go back first."

"Okay Aunt Shen."

After Shen Wushuang left, their card table was disbanded.

Zheng Jiu observed the expressions and found an excuse to slip away, so only Song Pingqing and Murong Xue were left sitting there.

"Is there anything else you want to play?" There was a hint of subtle fatigue in Murong Xue's expression.

Others couldn't notice it, but Song Pingqing saw it clearly: "No, I'm a little tired after driving here today."

Although Song Pingqing also saw several purple arrows among the young people present today, it is still in the observation stage. It will not be too late to contact them at the exchange meeting.

Song Pingqing and Murongxue stood up together, "Let's go back and rest."

Murong Xue returned to the room and sat in front of the makeup mirror, as if she was preparing to remove her makeup, but she did not move for a long time.

Song Pingqing wanted to cheer her up, so he leaned over and tilted his head to tease her: "Hey, how did you introduce me to Aunt Shen today?"

Murong Xue was obviously thinking about something else. She was slightly stunned when she heard the words and her cheeks began to turn red.

"Are you so anxious to introduce me to the elders?"

"Don't you want to?" Murong Xue asked back.

"You are wrongly accusing me." Song Pingqing jumped up from the sofa, walked to Murong Xue, and helped her untie her hair. "I'm just worried about you..."

I am too young. What will I do if I regret it in the future?

Song Pingqing didn't finish her words, but Murong Xue already understood the deep meaning behind them.

"The people in our Murong family are different from the Wen family. We always choose one person for the rest of our lives." Murong Xue took a comb and slowly combed her hair. "So the situation you are worried about is not true."

Look, something that is normal in the circle has become a negative example in Murong Xue's words.

"dad..."

"He will agree." Murong Xue didn't even wait for Song Pingqing to express his concerns. She turned sideways and looked up at Song Pingqing. "Or rather, he agreed a long time ago."

You can tell at a glance that he is not lying.

Although he was still surprised by Murong Ba's attitude, Song Pingqing obviously captured another very important key point.

"Long time ago?"

Song Pingqing raised his eyebrows slightly: "How long ago is a long time ago?"

"Then don't worry about it." Murong Xue didn't expect Song Pingqing to seize on this point, so she immediately turned her body back, trying to avoid Song Pingqing's sight.

But he forgot that there was a mirror in front of him and he couldn't avoid the sight at all.

That pretty face, so rosy that even the blush couldn't hide it, was fully displayed in Song Pingqing's eyes through the mirror.

"Oh, you had a crush on me!" Song Pingqing pretended to be surprised, "How come I didn't know?"

Song Pingqing: Although I can feel that you treat me specially, when did this secret love of yours begin?

Murong Xue saw herself in the mirror with a blush on her face and immediately turned away.

I cursed in my heart: One really shouldn't let down one's guard just because the relationship is close. Look at how smug she looks!

"Really? Really?" Song Pingqing walked around again and stared at her with a smile.

Song Pingqing: It’s a pity that my eyes are not a camera, otherwise I would really like to take a picture of Murong Xue like this.

Murong Xue turned around twice more, and seeing that Song Pingqing was not giving up, she became even more annoyed and said, "Are you done yet?"