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

Murong Xue's etiquette has always been correct, never in the past and even less so now.

When she and Song Pingqing arrived home together, the six bodyguards following them each held a box in their hands.

"Come if you want to. Why bring so many things?" The first person to speak was Old Lady Song. She really loved this fair and tender little girl.

There are only a few reasons why an old person likes a child: good at studying, polite, hardworking, and good-looking.

In the eyes of Old Lady Song, Murong Xue was just such a child, with the added bonus of being very humble due to her humble background.

But the fact is...

In other words, he doesn't put on airs in front of the people from the Song family.

As for the reason, those who understand will understand.

"There are some local specialties that my father sent back. I brought them along as well. They are all edible and not worth much."

Song Pingqing was standing nearby, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he listened.

Yes, it's not worth much, just a two-kilogram Alba white truffle, which costs one thousand two hundred yuan per gram.

And Emmas caviar at 70,000 to 80,000 yuan per pound.

There are also two melons worth six figures.

An extra-large piece of premium Iberian ham that is in short supply.

Two kilograms of top-quality Cordyceps sinensis.

Finally, a good-sized piece of bluefin tuna.

Song Pingqing had to stop her because the portion was just right, otherwise Murong Xue would have ordered the bigger tuna that cost four million US dollars.

Song Pingqing: Those who knew thought they were here to give New Year gifts, while those who didn’t thought they were here to propose marriage.

It’s not that the Song family can’t afford these things, but there are really many good things that are out of stock and even if they can afford them they don’t know where to buy them.

Xiuxiu on the side secretly observed Song Pingqing's expression: Judging from my grandmother's expression, these things are not simple.

Murong Xue did not show off too much. She just showed people what she had and asked someone to send all the gifts to the kitchen.

Even so, Old Lady Song still kept repeating: "You child...you child..."

Then he happily took Murong Xue's hand and said, "Okay, let me eat some milk with you young people and enjoy it."

Song Pingqing originally thought that Murong Xue would not be used to such a kiss, but Murong Xue not only did not feel uncomfortable, she even followed Old Lady Song to chat nearby.

Looking at Song Pingqing standing next to her like an outsider, Xiuxiu poked her teasingly: "Sister Xue loves you so much~"

Song Pingqing pinched her soft cheeks and said, "What do you know, little kid?"

Xiuxiu widened her eyes in disbelief: Who are you calling a child?

Xu Jinmei walked past the two sisters and said calmly, "Xiu Xiu, stop talking nonsense and making your sister angry."

"Did you see that?" Song Pingqing smiled maliciously, "Mom doesn't even stand on your side."

Xiuxiu: Oh, I really am...I really am...

"Xiu Xiu." Murong Xue couldn't stand Song Pingqing's bullying behavior any more, so she waved her hand to signal Xiu Xiu to come over, "I brought you a gift."

Xiuxiu immediately shook off Song Pingqing's clutches and rushed over: "Sister Xue, here I come."

This voice... this tone...

Song Pingqing followed and sat down next to Murong Xue: "Flattery!"

Murong Xue turned her head to look at her, the warning in her eyes was self-evident.

Song Pingqing could only shut up.

This seems to be her home, right? What's up, Fatty?

How did it become Murong Xue's home court?

Murongxue didn't care what Song Pingqing was thinking about. She took a small box from the bodyguard and handed it to Xiuxiu: "Here, your New Year's gift."

"Wow! Thank you Sister Xue!" Xiuxiu's joy was obvious. She rushed upstairs holding the box, "I'll open it secretly!"

"Grandpa and grandma have it, uncles and aunts have it too."

Murong Xue waved her hand and asked the bodyguards to deliver the gifts to everyone, except Old Man Song.

"I heard from Pingqing that grandpa likes to raise fish, so I asked someone to order two golden foxes for grandpa, and they will be delivered separately later."

The gifts this time were not as expensive as the food, but they were very expressive and everyone received something they liked.

Looking at their happy family members, Song Pingqing held his forehead and lowered his head.

It's really no different from meeting elders.

In front of a room full of people, Song Pingqing could only whisper in Murongxue's ear: "Sooner or later you will win over this group of people in our family."

"That's great." Murong Xue held the teacup and turned her head to look at Song Pingqing, "That will save you a lot of trouble."

Song Pingqing was stunned.

"You don't really think I don't notice anything?"

Before, Murong Xue could only see that Song Pingqing was suddenly busy with her career, and she thought that she just suddenly became ambitious.

But when he saw that Song Pingqing had recruited far more people than Jingxi Logistics needed, he gradually began to have some guesses in his mind.

The fact that Song Pingqing went to so much trouble to cover up his actions can only prove one thing: Song Pingqing was not sure how his family would react after the showdown.

Murong Xue didn't care what the Song family thought, but she knew that Song Pingqing cared.

After saying this, Song Pingqing's hands, which were originally placed on his knees, tightened slightly: "You know? Then how dare you..."

Do you dare to follow her home to celebrate the New Year so openly?

Obviously, it was not appropriate to say this, so Song Pingqing reconsidered his words: "Actually, you can wait until I have a vaccination with my family before coming to celebrate the New Year."

"I know." Murong Xue patted her hands gently. Just as she was about to say something else, she saw that several other members of the Song family had almost finished their conversation.

Murong Xue could only stop the conversation and said quickly: "Let's talk about it later."

Song Pingqing was slightly embarrassed: How annoying, he ran away in the middle of speaking.

Murong Xue didn't have the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala, but the Song family not only watched it, but the whole family gathered together to watch it.

After paying New Year’s greetings and receiving New Year’s money, we will play mahjong together until dawn.

Murong Xue received the New Year's money and tried hard to stay up until three o'clock. While sighing about the "strong family atmosphere", she leaned on Song Pingqing's shoulder and dozed off.

It happened that the melon seeds next to the mahjong table had been eaten up, and Xu Jinmei got up to get a new bag and happened to see this scene.

Song Pingqing felt guilty, and his already straight back straightened even more.

Xu Jinmei didn't think there was anything between the two children. After looking at them for a few more times, she could only sigh in her heart, "What a good relationship."

She looked at him twice more, and Old Lady Song, who was sitting at the mahjong table, also looked at him twice more: "Xue'er is sleepy, Pingqing, take Xue'er back to the room to sleep."

Song Pingqing had cold sweat on his back.

Xiuxiu sat on an alpaca-shaped soft cloth cushion nearby, munching on a snow cake and watching Song Pingqing's nervous reaction with a smile.

Xiuxiu: My nanny’s love life is really exciting.

Xiuxiu: It’s like an affair.