"Song Er!"
Zhou Nan caught up, hugged his shoulders with a smile, and said, "Don't be so stingy, it's just a meal."
Guan Zhi also followed closely, reminding: "You owe me a meal, don't forget."
Song Xuanhe paused, stopped and turned to look at Guan Zhi, his gaze swept across his childish face, and said, "Answer me a question, and I'll promise you."
Guan Zhi: "Tell me."
Song Xuanhe's eyes flickered slightly, "Why did you come to China?"
"Have a meal."
Song Xuan and Bai He glanced at him, turned and left.
"Does he believe it?" Guan Zhi asked Zhou Nan.
Zhou Nan shrugged: "He doesn't believe it."
"Why don't you believe it?" Guan Zhi frowned, walked a few steps faster and stood side by side with him, and asked, "I came to China because you promised to treat me to dinner before. Have you gone back on your word?"
Walking to the elevator, Wei Chen also came over, just in time to hear Guan Zhi's words, pursed his lips and said, "Let me prove for him that he really came for dinner."
"However, you can ask him who reminded him to come over for dinner."
The elevator door opened, Song Xuanhe stepped in, and looked at Guan Zhi.
Although Guan Zhi is used to being straightforward, he is not dull. At this moment, he knew the reason why Song Xuanhe asked this sentence, and he betrayed Xiao Yuanmu without any psychological burden: "Xiao Yuanmu asked me to come. He promised me that as long as I stay in Huaguo for a few days, he will eat it for me.”
After the words fell, everyone looked different.
Young Master Guan, who didn't understand the profound Chinese language, frowned, thinking that Song Xuanhe had repented, and snorted, "You have already promised me that I will invite me to dinner after I answered. You are not repenting now, are you?"
Song Xuanhe coughed, pointed to the elevator and pressed the button, and said to Zhou Nan, "Why is no one pressing the floor?"
"Negative two?" Zhou Nan came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "My car is in the parking lot, please treat me to dinner, and there will be no fare if I drive you there."
Facing Guan Zhi's innocent eyes, Song Xuanhe felt for the first time that he should not refuse someone's request, so he could only nod: "Please."
Guan Zhi could never hide his emotions on his face, he smiled when he let go, then turned to look at Wei Chen, and said, "We are going to eat, you can go back by yourself."
Wei Chen glanced at Song Xuanhe, and slapped Guan Zhi's head with hooked lips: "Why did you talk to my cousin, when I asked for help just now, I would call brother, now I won't take me with me for dinner."
"Song Xuanhe treats guests, he is the host and I am the guest, I have no right to invite you."
Wei Chen looked at Song Xuanhe, Guan Zhi also looked at him, and even Zhou Nan looked at him with a smile of watching the fun.
Facing the six pairs of eyes for a while, Song Xuan and his eyelids did not move, and said softly: "You can go, pay for it yourself."
Wei Chen swept across him with a half-smile, and said, "Okay."
As soon as he entered the parking lot, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, he paused and signaled Zhou Nan and the others to get in the car first.
Zhou Nan and Guan Zhi didn't think too much, they got into the car one after the other, only Wei Chen turned his eyes around Song Xuanhe, and when he realized that he raised his eyes to meet his gaze, Shi Shiran Turning his eyes away, he turned and left with a casual look.
Song Xuanhe withdrew his gaze, his eyes fell on the hour hand of the watch, and said, "Why are you calling at this time?"
Xiao Yuanmu came with a hoarse and clear voice: "We have been meeting all night and now, thinking that you should be having dinner at this time, I would like to ask what you had?"
"Have not eat yet."
Ever since Xiao Yuanmu told Song Xuanhe not to go to the Xiao family banquet last time, the atmosphere between Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu has become a little weird, neither cold nor intimate, there is always a kind of strangeness A feeling hangs between the two.
"Oh?" Xiao Yuanmu got up, ignoring the two people who were standing or lying behind him, walked to the window, looked at the quietest and darkest streets of City Y during the day, and listened to the slight breathing in his ears, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. Get up, and said: "Usually you should have eaten at this time, is there any delay?"
Song Xuanhe glanced at Guan Zhi who was discussing something with Zhou Nan with the hood open, and the corners of his mouth curled up when he looked away: "I met an unexpected person, and I promised to invite him to dinner, and now I am going to go there."
Xiao Yuanmu asked: "Guan Zhi? I remember he went to Hua Guo today."
Song Xuanhe smiled: "Wei Chen."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes froze, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, and his voice remained unchanged: "How did you meet him?"
A trace of cunning flashed across Song Xuanhe's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of cynicism because of the master's complacent mood: "I just said that I owe him a meal, and it's not normal to meet him for dinner."
"Why didn't I know that you owed him a meal."
Thinking of the news he heard a few days ago, the corners of Xiao Yuanmu's mouth were slightly pursed, his eyes were dark, and there was more hoarseness in his clear voice.
"You're not in Huaguo." Song Xuanhe said lazily, "It's normal not to know a lot of things, isn't it?"
The moonlight passed through the pitch-black city and cast a glimmer of light in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Xiao Yuanmu paused, and the heavy gloom in his eyes dissipated. There was a brilliance reflected in the pitch-black eyes, and he lowered his eyes to suppress the light in his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and his tone was light: "That's right."
"But I met Wei Chen because of Guan Zhi." Song Xuanhe changed the subject and said, "Guan Zhi said that you bribed him with a bowl of noodles to let him come to China. Why?"
"The Xiao family is cooperating with the Guan family recently, Guan Zhi often comes to see me, I'm too busy."
Xiao Yuanmu denied the "bribery" in Song Xuanhe's mouth, and he knew how to avoid the serious and ignore the trivial. Instead of talking about his motives for sending Guan Zhi to Huaguo, he talked about the cooperation between the Xiao family and the Guan family, and even talked about his own company. No, just a short sentence to write myself clean.
"What's the matter with that noodles?" Song Xuanhe asked: "You think Guan Zhi is too troublesome, so you use a bowl of noodles as a temptation to send him to China, and exchange a bowl of noodles for a few days of cleanliness?"
Xiao Yuanmu answered shortly, with a firm tone: "Yes."
Song Xuanhe sneered, knowing that it was almost impossible to ask anything from Xiao Yuanmu's mouth, so he stopped talking, and said, "They are still waiting for me to have dinner together, so I will hang up first."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes dimmed, and his slightly raised chin slowly dropped. His eyes fell on the clear but faint moonlight on the ground, and he gave a low hum, but he didn't hang up the phone first.
Listening to the sound of breathing over there, Song Xuanhe paused with his finger that had already moved to the hang up button. He knew that if he didn't hang up, Xiao Yuanmu wouldn't hang up either. It's always been like this, even if Xiao Yuanmu No matter how busy you are, you will definitely not hang up his phone first.
After tens of seconds, the sound of breathing on the other end of the phone still existed, Xiao Yuanmu's drooping eyelashes trembled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a knock on the door. Yang Jie went out and walked in again, seeing him looking over, Silently waved the phone in his hand.
Xiao Yuanmu's pupils were slightly fixed, and the eyes that had just softened were cold in an instant, and the long and straight eyelashes were instantly lifted up, like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, carrying an awe-inspiring chill.
At the same time, Song Xuanhe's voice came: "I'm fine."
Just three words, followed by the silence when the phone was hung up.
This is the first time Yang Jie saw that Xiao Yuanmu was in a better mood after hanging up the phone than when he was on the phone. He looked at Louis in surprise, and Louis had obviously noticed such an unusual point, and his sleepy expression instantly became refreshed. When I got up, my sunny and handsome face was filled with the enthusiasm of the aunts of the neighborhood committee for gossip.
"Xiao, have you heard the good news?"
Xiao Yuanmu turned around and walked, leaving the moonlight behind him, but the moonlight chased his steps, dotting his side with a gleam of light, falling on his well-defined side face, and also shining on his high eyebrows. On the bone and slender eyelashes, in the fine light, the eyes are ethereal and lingering, as if they contain infinite affection.
Louis was stunned for a moment, and then he took a breath after recovering. If he hadn't been straight, he would have been fascinated by Xiao Yuanmu just now, and for a moment, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu might really be a little sexier than him .
"right."
But it's definitely only a little bit, and this point is at most eight decimal places away... Louis was startled, and suddenly looked up with a look of disbelief.
Xiao actually answered him
Ever since he knew about Song Xuanhe's existence, he had infinite curiosity about Song Xuanhe and this person, because he couldn't imagine what the person who could make Xiao Yuanmu's heart look like and how capable he was. As for without Xiao Yuanmu's warning, he couldn't help himself to investigate in private.
However, Xiao Yuanmu has never satisfied his curiosity, not to mention the information from Huaguo's bodyguards, even a single word related to Song Xuanhe has not been heard from Xiao Yuanmu's mouth , not to mention his question about Song Xuanhe, Xiao Yuanmu is absolutely impossible to answer.
The existence of Song Xuan and Yu Xiao Yuanmu, the person represented by the three characters, seems to be the deepest rare treasure hidden by the western dragon, and it seems to be the reverse scale born under the throat of the eastern dragon. Not to mention touching, even Mentioning it will bring death.
Therefore, hearing Xiao Yuanmu's short one-word answer at this time, Louis was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He felt that he had finally walked into the cave that Xiao Yuanmu was guarding, and he could see the most precious part of him, and be able to have a relationship with Yang Jie. He also knows all his private affairs and gossip, filling his long-lost curiosity.
Louis opened his mouth, just about to ask in detail, but when Xiao Yuanmu's eyes swept over him, he immediately closed his mouth, knowing that it was just his illusion.
Yang Jie glanced at Louis, rolled his eyes and looked away, and handed the phone to Xiao Yuanmu.
Xiao Yuanmu took the phone and listened quietly to the report over there. It wasn't until the person over there finished speaking two minutes later that he calmly said, "Zhou Rong is in the police station now?"
The other side replied respectfully: "Yes, this is Mr. Song's meaning."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyelashes were half down, restraining the deep blackness in his eyes, and his cold voice was light and cold: "Since it's what he wants, let's do it according to his wishes."
"However, I hope that the two of them will go to rehab first before being transferred to prison."
There was no emotion in the shallow voice, but the person on the other end of the phone felt an icy chill attached to him, which made him feel cold from the soles of his feet to his scalp, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
However, this feeling was only for a moment. He quickly settled down and said respectfully, "I see."