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

Song Pingqing has always known that this world is not normal, it can even be said to be absurd.

The color changes of those arrows almost told Song Pingqing that this world was formed by the mixture of countless online literary worlds. The protagonists each followed their own main lines, and were connected and colliding with each other. Some people would lose the help of luck in various events, while others would change step by step and be favored by luck.

She was sponsored in an orphanage in the past and happened to meet the Jiang family's daughter who was living outside. Even with the intervention of Song Pingqing and Gu Zongnan, which reversed the "real and fake daughter" plot that might happen in the future, Jiang Zhao was still adopted by the Jiang family and became Jiang Ran's sister.

It seemed as if these two people were destined to have such a sisterhood.

This is even more true in the case of Xie Yuan Jianguo. There was such a good idea as suing them, but instead they had to go around in circles and provide him with a subsidy of 5,000 yuan per month.

Gu Zongnan's methods of doing things are simple, so it is not surprising that he came up with this idea. However, Song Pingqing found it incredible that even Murong Xue was considering this matter.

For a moment, Song Pingqing felt that these friends in this life were very far away from him, so far that it seemed unreal, as if they could only live in the plot, following the established plot step by step, and he could only watch.

But why?

But why should we follow our predetermined fate?

For Xie Yuan and Jianguo, there are obviously better ways to solve the problem and seek justice immediately. Do good people have to go through inhuman suffering so that they deserve the fairness and justice that they deserve?

What will Murong Xue, Gu Zongnan, Shen Ci and Shen Wuxiu, who also have golden arrows, experience?

Is there a so-called destiny for their fate?

Sweet stories, pampering stories, and happy stories are fine. But how stupid are the old romantic stories when it comes to the heroine? Song Pingqing has read novels for decades, so how could she not know?

Could it be that her good friend, the eldest daughter of the Wanmu Group, had to follow the plot and do some heart-wrenching and brain-dead plot, just to get a man's true love, lose her name and live with him until old age, or just die and live in his memory???

Even if the probability was only one in ten million, Song Pingqing could not accept such a thing happening.

When he thought of this, Song Pingqing felt a surge of anger in his heart and couldn't help but sneer from the bottom of his heart.

She wanted to violently interfere with Xie Yuan and Jianguo's fate. She wanted to see if these ridiculous plots could be changed. The stubbornness deep in Song Pingqing's soul emerged.

Song Pingqing's words silenced everyone. They looked at each other in confusion, and no one could explain what was going on.

"Yeah, why not start from a different angle?"

Murong Xue muttered something in a low voice, her eyes looking at Song Pingqing, but her attention was not on her. She said thoughtfully: "If we start from this angle, there are many things that can be done."

"Sister, what ideas do you have?" Gu Zongnan immediately sat down again and came closer.

The six of them discussed the matter in whispers, with Song Pingqing occasionally adding in some interesting methods he had seen in his previous life. After a while, everyone came up with a plan that was not only feasible but also satisfying. However, no matter how it was done, it would require the consent of the parties involved.

Liu Junxi couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "Will he agree? After all, they are his biological parents."

These words were like a bucket of cold water. Several people were silent for a while. Instead, Shen Ci, who usually didn't give much advice, spoke up: "Leave it to me, let me communicate with him."

So the six people returned to the classroom early.

At this time, lunch time has not yet ended, and Xie Yuan Jianguo is lying on the table taking a nap. It seems that he has skipped lunch in order to save money.

Shen Ci walked over and woke him up: "Come on, let's go out and talk."

This statement is actually a bit ambiguous, fortunately it was said by Shen Ci.

If the careless Gu Zongnan did the same thing, the person involved would definitely start to reflect immediately on whether he had offended this young master Gu in any way.

Xie Yuan Jianguo was sleeping soundly and looked dazed when he was woken up. There were still scars on his face, blue and purple. There was also a scratch on his cheek, which was coated with purple medicine, making it look a little scary.

He saw six people surrounding him, and for a moment he was still shocked: "What's wrong? What do you want from me?"

In fact, in their small team, the person most suitable to talk to Xie Yuan Jianguo about this matter is Shen Ci, whose family has fallen on hard times.

The lunch break was not long, Shen Ci and Xie Yuan·Jian Guo chatted for half an hour, and they chatted for a long time after school. No one knew what they talked about. In short, when they returned to their residence in the evening, Shen Ci announced that he was very grateful to Xie Yuan·Jian Guo and was willing to fully cooperate with their plan.

Everyone looked at each other, smiled in tacit understanding, and said, "Thank you, thank you." All the teams went out! Together, they fought the battle that they had taken the initiative to stop!

To hell with that pair of scumbags who only care about giving birth but not raising the child!

"Why do you want to help Jianguo so much?" This was the second time Murong Xue asked Song Pingqing this question, and she still chose to ask it when she was alone.

Song Pingqing blinked and looked at the lovely and beautiful girl in front of him: "Do you remember the summer vacation of the first grade when we went to Fenghua Entertainment for an internship?"

Murong Xue was a little surprised that Song Pingqing would bring up this matter. Although she didn't understand why, she still nodded.

"At that time, a few of us went to watch the offline auditions. A staff member discriminated against a contestant who did not look ideal, so you replaced him immediately." This incident left a deep impression on Song Pingqing.

"I don't remember it very well, but this is definitely something I would do." Murong Xue thought for a moment and said, "He comes to participate in the competition, so of course he should be treated fairly."

"Yes." Song Pingqing smiled, "It's the same with Jianguo. As an ordinary person, he should get legal, due, and fair treatment. As a child, he should grow up well on this land, instead of always living under the shadow of such a thing."

"Now I know why Dad chose you."

Such a character would indeed be appreciated by President Murong Ba.

Murongxue tugged at Song Pingqing's hand: "I will help."

"That's right, you definitely will."

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue smiled at each other.

To win a battle, you cannot be unprepared.

To win a case, you must have sufficient evidence.

Under everyone's planning, from that day on, Xie Yuan Jianguo began to eat normally in the cafeteria and adhered to the minimum standard of three meals a day. Breakfast was an egg and a cup of soy milk, and lunch and dinner were both a vegetarian dish and two taels of rice.

In this way, the necessary living expenses per day are 300 yuan, and the 10,000 yuan will be consumed after more than half a month.

After school on Friday, everyone went home to spend the weekend. This plan initiated by the Cheng Rang Cheng Rang team reached its first critical point this week.

Wu Qiming had prepared two button-style miniature cameras for him early on, one to be stuck on his clothes and the other on his schoolbag.

"The crew is filming near your home. If you go back and a quarrel breaks out, the entertainment reporters who visited the crew will take pictures of it. Relax."

Wu Qiming was the first executor of this plan. While giving instructions, he checked whether the miniature camera was firmly fixed.

"Be careful not to anger them. If you get kicked out, find someone to borrow a cell phone to call me. Do you know my phone number by heart?" Gu Zongnan is the strongest assistant in this plan.

"Remember." Xie Yuan Jianguo's eyes flashed with emotion, and he soon revealed a confident smile, "Don't worry. Judging from their attitude towards me when I went back last weekend, there shouldn't be any problem."

"Don't be soft-hearted." Shen Ci suddenly said, "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. That's all nonsense. If there is a grudge, it must be taken right away!"

There was disdain and certainty in Shen Ci's tone. Song Pingqing knew that he was thinking of the former Hu family, so he reached out and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Everyone present knew about the past affairs of the Shen and Hu families, and they did not think there was anything wrong with what Shen Ci said. Surprisingly, Xie Yuan Jianguo did not show any strange expression when he heard this, which showed that when Shen Ci communicated with him that day, he did mention some things about his own family.

A large-scale conspiracy against the biased parents of the Xie family began at this moment.

"Brother, you have to supervise me to lose this weight." After watching Xie Yuan Jianguo disappear, Wu Qiming immediately turned his head and cried to Song Pingqing, "Because of this matter, I promised my sister that I would lose another ten pounds before the New Year!"

"Good guy, you are determined and have perseverance!" Gu Zongnan praised repeatedly.

It’s not like he’s losing weight anyway.

Unlike the others, Wu Qiming entered school two years later in order to become Murong Xue's follower. Now he is twelve years old. If he doesn't lose weight, he will face the problem of obesity when he reaches puberty, which seriously violates the health requirements of the wealthy family.

"That's perfect. Zong Nian is training pretty well now. Let him train with you one-on-one." Song Pingqing said without hesitation, "He can train with the team members now. Let him teach you well."

Hearing that his elder brother valued him so much, Gu Zongnan nodded repeatedly and agreed to the matter.

Murong Xue just watched from the sidelines, feeling that Song Pingqing was indeed her good friend. These two scheming people could really be as scheming as each other.

After chatting for a while, everyone went their separate ways. Xie Yuan and Jianguo were unable to attend after-school activities for various reasons, but they still had to attend. After all, they had to do things and their own rhythm of life could not be disrupted.

However, until he returned home at eight o'clock in the evening, Gu Zongnan had not received any news from Xie Yuan·Jian Guo, so he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Messages came one after another within the penguin group, and the sound of beeping continued to ring in the room.

Song Pingqing simply sat in the living room with his notebook, and several people gathered around him to discuss the matter.

Even Murong Xue, who was usually too lazy to show up in the living room, came and sat quietly on the single sofa beside her, reading a book.

Some people may appear to be indifferent on the surface, but they are actually very soft-hearted.

"I called the crew and they said Jianguo just got home at 7:30." Wu Qiming walked out of his room and told everyone the news.

"He got home so late?"

"Maybe the Xie family didn't send a driver to pick him up, so he had to walk back. Aren't the Xie family in Vancouver anyway?" Song Pingqing made up a story.

It's just a common cliché in novels.

"Besides, the villa area in Vancouver is quite far from our school. I guess they had to take the bus first, transfer to another bus a few stops, and finally run there." Wu Qiming guessed.

Aunt Zhang didn't know what the children were discussing. She brought over a tray with five crystal bowls on it and placed it steadily on the table: "It moisturizes the lungs in autumn and winter. Come and drink the snow pear soup. It's freshly stewed."

It’s time for supper!

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang. I just had a cough these days." Song Pingqing stood up happily, picked up a bowl from the tray and handed it to Murong Xue, "Don't read anymore. Eat it while it's hot. Hurry up."

Murongxue glanced at Song Pingqing and reached out to take it. Song Pingqing brought another bowl and sat down on the sofa closest to Murongxue. He scooped a spoonful and blew on it. It felt very hot, so he decided not to drink it. However, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Shen Ci, who was sitting next to him, was daydreaming in space.

"Are you nervous?" Song Pingqing asked.

In this plan, Shen Ci was the one who instigated the other party to file a lawsuit.

Shen Ci's daze was suddenly interrupted. His hands trembled slightly and he said helplessly, "I'm worried that the Xie family will do something desperate. If they give him living expenses at a very low standard, Jianguo's situation may be worse than it is now."

Song Pingqing shook his head: "It won't get worse."

For Xie Yuan Jianguo, the worst that could happen is that he would receive a living allowance and then transfer to an ordinary primary or junior high school. Perhaps for him who cannot adapt to the teaching environment, it would be a good thing to go there.

"It's okay." Wu Qiming sat down next to Shen Ci, patted his shoulder, and said casually: "In addition to helping him sue, there are many other ways in our plan. Just take your time, we can always help him."

"Also, don't underestimate the Gu family's lawyer." Liu Junxi also added, "I heard that the Gu family's lawyer is very powerful."

"Ours must be no bad either! At worst, we can just find a few more." Song Pingqing said with a smile, "Let them feel the pressure from Gu Group and Wanmu Commercial Law Department!"

Seeing Song Pingqing, who was full of energy and looked like a bully, Murong Xue couldn't help laughing out loud.

This fox has been fanning the flames from the beginning to the end, and even now she hasn't forgotten to pull herself back.

Song Pingqing didn't expect Murongxue to suddenly laugh, and turned to look at her: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Is our legal department not as powerful as the Gu family's?"

"You're not wrong, I just think you're cute." I don't know what Murong Xue was thinking about, but she was laughing so hard that her whole body was shaking, and even some of the pear juice in her hand spilled out.

Song Pingqing looked puzzled, but worried that she would get burned, he quickly reached out to take a handful, put the crystal cup on the table, and took out a wet towel and handed it to her: "Are you burned?"

Sometimes it’s really hard to get the young lady’s jokes.

"No, don't wipe it off. There's some spilled on my clothes. I'll go back to the house and wash it."