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

Song Pingqing was so shocked that he almost threw his phone away.

Oh wow??? Oh wow wow wow??????

I accidentally danced in front of the main character???

President Murong actually has the bad taste of listening to other people's phone calls?

Secretary Li carefully observed President Murong's expression, secretly praying in his heart that nothing would happen to Song Pingqing. After all, with someone like her by the young lady's side, his job as a secretary was really worry-free.

No one may believe it, but the housekeepers, general assistants and secretaries of several wealthy families often meet each other frequently because of various social activities such as sending invitations and invitations. They also have contact information with each other. Secretary Li has certainly seen how badly those colleagues were tormented by the young ladies and gentlemen in their families.

It's easy to lie on the ground and let others ride you like a horse.

Secretary Li's heart was beating in his throat, but Song Pingqing's voice came from the other end of the phone without any nervousness: "Well, he admits his mistakes and corrects them. He is still a good father."

Living daddy??? What did you say???

Secretary Li's pupils dilated with fear, and he clearly noticed that President Murong Ba's temple twitched.

"Okay, I've finished talking about the matter. It's fine if you know it. That's it. I'll leave it at that."

Toot toot————

Song Pingqing: As long as I hang up the phone quickly, the tremor in my voice can't catch up with me.

What’s the matter? Grandma is so diligent and the questions she asks hit the nail on the head. Can you, Mr. Murong, still fire me?

"Sir, she hung up." Secretary Li stammered.

"Yeah." President Murong Ba agreed and glanced at Secretary Li, "She hung up the phone, not her."

Secretary Li's head was immediately filled with black question marks: No? ? ? At this juncture? When did the gentleman start to use dry humor?

Secretary Li suddenly realized: Oh, it turns out the gentleman wasn't really angry.

Secretary Li suddenly realized: Oh! It turns out that Miss Song holds such an important position in this family.

Song Pingqing gently stroked his chest: Oh my god, it's so scary, she was a little too arrogant today.

Song Pingqing's complaint did not receive a response in a short time.

There was no way. After all, the problem this time was more troublesome. It was not like the last time when a tea room manager who made coffee for the young lady was fired. The problem could be solved with just a few words and a compensation.

President Murong Ba is a truly powerful president in the novel who can "call the wind and rain". This is inconsistent with the fact that the president in his previous life was almost like an employee. He is really busy as hell.

In this setting, even if Mr. Murong Ba knew that his daughter missed him, and even if he wanted to accompany her, he had to finish all his work matters first.

In response to this, Song Pingqing said "Hehe".

She finally understood why the heroines in some old novels were so insecure about themselves, and would go crazy for the hero and even take daggers and dig out his internal organs for the slightest kindness he showed her.

Damn, this guy is really lacking in love.

It's a good thing that Murong Xue hasn't reached her rebellious period yet, otherwise she would have run away from home without any preparation. Who knows how serious the consequences of such dangerous behavior would be in this bloody world.

Of course, in Song Pingqing's opinion, the most serious consequences of all his actions are not as serious as meeting the male protagonist of a sadistic novel.

Even if in the previous life you had done all three things: persuading people to teach, persuading people to study law, and persuading people to study medicine, and even if you had done each of these three things more than once, you should not have received such retribution.

The follow-up of this matter was not Song Pingqing's responsibility. The most she could do was to send Secretary Li a standard message every day: "Uncle, are you planning to take Xue'er to the amusement park today?" There was no other way.

After all, with Song Pingqing's current ability, he is not able to tie up President Murong and bring him to Murong Xue to spend parent-child time with her.

Time passed slowly, and when Wu Qiming came back with a stack of information about international students majoring in design, everyone had already started discussing the next stage of issues.

After all, the cost of inlay design involving diamonds and precious metals is extremely high. This investment can be said to be the largest since the few people started their business. Even Song Pingqing, a rich second-generation, cannot get involved.

Since you can't get involved, then don't get involved. So after Song Pingqing handed over the plan, he immediately turned on the do not disturb mode, letting it go in one ear and out the other.

What a joke. How can working be as enjoyable as slacking off?

Murong Xue was angry that he didn't fight back, so she twisted Song Pingqing's waist.

As a result, she twisted the muscles in her hand and sprained her finger, which made Murong Xue so angry that she slapped Song Pingqing on the back twice.

"Tell me, can you blame me for this?" Song Pingqing asked the servant for a medicine box and sprayed the medicine on Murong Xue's hands himself, his tone unable to hide his smile, "Who told you to pick hard rocks to pinch? Next time, just pinch Wu Qiming. He should still have some fat on his belly, so it's very soft."

Okay, okay, okay, okay, I’ll add another knife.

Murong Xue glared at Song Pingqing angrily: Ahhh, I'm so angry!

After Song Pingqing sprayed the medicine on Murong Xue, he looked up and saw her puffy appearance like a puffer fish. He wanted to laugh, but tried to hold back his laughter. However, he couldn't help it and laughed so hard that he fell backwards on the chair and sobbed.

"You're so annoying." Murong Xue stretched out her left hand to pinch Song Pingqing's face. "Wu Qiming didn't provoke me, why would I pinch him? I'll just pinch you."

Okay, okay, okay, you are the boss, you have the final say.

After the laughter, Song Pingqing still had no intention of doing business, but he insisted on sending messages to Secretary Li every day to urge progress. Finally, after dinner one day, he received a call from Secretary Li.

"Sir, please spare the next two days to accompany Miss to the Mouse Rice Amusement Park. I have already notified the driver and bodyguards. Miss Song and Miss will be able to leave for Wenzhou in half an hour."

"Brother? Does the corporate style of Wanmu Group come into play so suddenly?" Song Pingqing was numb. She had just turned on the air conditioner in the room and got under the quilt, intending to start enjoying her own time alone.

Who would have thought that right after I got into bed and hadn't even breathed a sigh of relief, the call came asking me to work overtime.

Secretary Li was sitting next to Bingchuan with his brows furrowed like a "川" shape. He didn't dare to respond to the conversation at all.

Secretary Li's inner thoughts: She has been caught once, how dare she still speak without any scruples? She is indeed a child.

Secretary Li smiled professionally and maintained a gentle tone: "Yes, Miss Song. Please take good care of Miss. The gentleman will pick you up at the hotel at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Why us?" Song Pingqing covered his face. "Who needs to bring another troublemaker to their family time?"

Secretary Li's back teeth were sore from biting them, and she pretended not to hear Song Pingqing's words: "Okay, Miss Song, please be careful."

This time it was Song Pingqing's turn to be hung up.

Song Pingqing put down his phone, looked up at the ceiling with an expressionless face.

After ten seconds, take a deep breath.

Well, work overtime, little follower. With your status, doesn't it mean that you have to come whenever the boss calls?

Song Pingqing had no choice but to get up, change clothes, and go knock on Murong Xue's door.

There was no sound in the house for a long time.

Song Pingqing knocked again: "It's me."

This time there was movement. Murong Xue came over wearing a pair of pink and white bunny slippers and opened the door. "I thought it was someone who was so tactless that he came to knock on the door at this time. What's going on? It's the middle of the night. What's the matter?"

Song Pingqing pretended not to notice the dissatisfaction in her tone, followed her into the room, and asked, "I just checked the weather forecast. The weather won't be that hot in the next two days. Do you want to go to the amusement park together?"

Murong Xue paused, and looked at Song Pingqing with a look of surprise and a hint of disbelief: "Amusement park?"

Song Pingqing looked at her with a smile: "Are you going?"

"No!" Murong Xue turned her head to the side, saying firmly.

Song Pingqing already knew the logic of wanting to ask this person out, so he pretended to be wronged: "But I haven't been to the amusement park yet. Gu Zongnan kept talking about how much fun it was a few days ago. Alas... I want to go to the amusement park too."

Murong Xue snorted softly: "Then you can ask them to accompany you."

"No, they are too noisy. I don't want to call them." Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue eagerly, "Do you want to come with me?"

"I don't want to go to places with so many people." This time, Murong Xue said in a low voice.

Song Pingqing was amused and looked up: "How can I dare to invite you without arranging the itinerary in advance?"

Song Pingqing said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "With the help of your dear father, my respected uncle, Secretary Li successfully activated his money power. When we go to play, the Shumi Amusement Park will be cleared for two days. So now, beautiful young lady, can you accompany me to the amusement park to play?"

"Then I'll agree to your request with reluctance." Murong Xue tore off a piece of facial mask and applied it on her face. "When?"

"Right now." Song Pingqing walked towards Murong Xue's cloakroom, "I'll clean it for you."

"Now??? Now???" Murong Xue's eyes widened, and the mask on her face wrinkled. "Are you crazy? You want to go to the amusement park now???"

"Traveling is about going on a whim to create a surprise." Song Pingqing said with a playful smile, "Could it be that you don't dare to go?"

"Who dares not?" Murong Xue glared at her, "If we leave, what will happen to the business?"

"Let them go. They are not here just to eat and do nothing. When they went back to play a few days ago, we were so busy here. It's our turn now." Song Pingqing had already thought of the answer.

Murong Xue was moved by her words, and her eyes were gleaming with eagerness to try.

Song Pingqing saw through it and asked her again with a smile: "Are you going?"

"go with!"

This time, Murong Xue answered very decisively.

Half an hour later, a nanny car and several vehicles filled with bodyguards sped towards the Shumi Amusement Park in Vancouver in the night.

Even though Murong Xue was always proud of herself, she could not hide her inner excitement at this moment. She had walked this route many times before, but this time she looked out the window repeatedly.

Song Pingqing watched and secretly found it funny, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: He is still just a child after all. No matter how steady and intelligent he is usually, his flaws are exposed at this moment.

"Are we going to stay at the hotel inside the amusement park that Zong Nian mentioned before?" Murong Xue turned sideways and asked Song Pingqing.

"Yes." Song Pingqing nodded, "It's what you thought, the pink castle."

Murong Xue hummed, and after a while she said, "I'm not very excited."

There was no light in the car, so even if Song Pingqing's mouth was smiling very hard, Murong Xue couldn't see it.

So Song Pingqing secretly laughed wildly, but his tone was the same as always: "Well, okay, I am more excited."

After arriving at the hotel in Shumi Amusement Park, the two little girls, followed by more than 30 bodyguards, entered the hotel gate in a menacing manner.

It must be said that the decoration of Shumi Hotel is really dreamy and girly. If you ignore the two rows of black bodyguards behind you, it feels like you are in a fairy tale at this moment.

Song Pingqing took the room card, held Murong Xue's hand, and walked all the way to the largest two-bedroom suite in Shumi Hotel.

The lighting in the room is soft. From the chandeliers to the carpets, every corner of the room is filled with various classic elements of Shumi Company. There are even two statues of Shumi as tall as Murong Xue.

Murong Xue couldn't help but lean over to take a few glances. She seemed to feel that this would make her look like a petty person who had never seen the world. She immediately frowned and turned to Song Pingqing and said, "I just think this statue is pretty, I don't really like it!"

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw Song Pingqing holding a camera and taking a photo of Murong Xue.

"Keep it as a souvenir!" Song Pingqing smiled and waved the camera in his hand.

"You're so annoying." Murong Xue came all the way here late at night and now looked tired with flushed cheeks.

"Don't stand at the door, go in quickly, wash up and go to bed." Song Pingqing turned off the camera and placed it in the entrance.

The living room of the suite was quite spacious, furnished with a creamy white leather sofa and decorated with pink cartoon pillows. There were also some exquisite and beautiful snacks on the coffee table, but at this point, of course no one would touch them.

On the wall hung a large still from a classic animation produced by the Mouse & Rice Company, framed in a very royal European-style frame. Even the wall lamp was made into a candlestick style.

Song Pingqing went over to boil some water: "I just saw some milk in the refrigerator. I'll boil some water and heat it up. Go take a shower, drink the milk, brush your teeth, and go to bed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Pingqing felt a sudden warmth behind him. It turned out to be Murong Xue hugging him from behind.

"Thank you Pingqing." Murong Xue's voice of thanks was as soft as a mosquito's hum.

Song Pingqing smiled. Who could argue with a kid about this? "Go wash up quickly. I'm so sleepy."

Tomorrow your dear dad, my beloved boss Murong Ba, will come to accompany you!

Although it was a two-bedroom suite, the two girls still squeezed into one bedroom to sleep that night. There was sleep-inducing fragrance in the bedroom, and the bed was soft and comfortable enough. In addition, they had been traveling all the way here that late at night, so they were already sleepy and fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillow.