Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

Chapter 11: Eleven big boys

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A group of adults had a dinner together, how could they eat barbecue without drinking alcohol? The atmosphere, which was a bit reserved because of Song Xuanhe's arrival, gradually became lively after a few glasses of wine.

A colleague saw that Xiao Yuanmu had been grilling meat and put all of them in Song Xuanhe's bowl, but he didn't eat any of it. He couldn't help but boldly joked: "Xiao Xiao and Mr. Song have a really good relationship."

Song Xuanhe just swallowed a piece of meat, heard that he glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's face from the corner of his eye, and found that his expression hadn't changed much, so he looked away and said with a smile, "Are you envious?"

Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe would reply, and that person was quite flattered, with flattering intimacy in the huddled smiling faces: "Mr. Xiao Song and Xiao Xiao have such a good relationship, of course we are envious."

"I envy you to find a boyfriend or girlfriend." Song Xuanhe took a sip of wine and smiled lazily.

Seeing someone start to talk, and Song Xuanhe is not as superior as they imagined, but is very approachable and joking, and the others are more courageous. After all, there are not many opportunities to deal with the company's prince, even if they can't No matter what impression Song Xuanhe left, being able to say one more word would be quite a face.

So, the person in front fell behind, and someone behind him used the previous topic as an entry point, saying: "I see that Xiao Xiao doesn't eat much, and President Xiao Song doesn't feel bad."

Song Xuanhe glanced at the man, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but his tone carried the pressure of his identity: "I don't feel sorry for you?"

The man's expression froze. Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe's temper would change as soon as he said it. He laughed and said, "It's all my fault that I'm always outspoken. I said something wrong. I'll punish myself! I hope Xiao Song won't be offended."

Before he picked up the wine glass, Song Xuanhe softened his tone and said with a smile: "What kind of wine is fined, you are right, of course I feel distressed."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a piece of meat in the bowl, handed it to Xiao Yuanmu's mouth, and said with bent eyes: "Ah—come and eat a piece, lest others say that I don't love you."

The eyes of the people at the table gathered here, Xiao Yuanmu didn't open his mouth, but looked into Song Xuanhe's eyes indifferently.

Song Xuanhe knew that Xiao Yuanmu didn't know how to eat, and not only that, he would leave the meeting directly because of this. At that time, he would get angry because Xiao Yuanmu didn't show face, and then he would hold Xiao Yuanmu in front of everyone, and forcefully hold him Roast stuffed into his mouth.

Song Xuanhe was still waiting for Xiao Yuanmu to leave directly, when he felt the chopsticks lighten, and looked up, only to find that Xiao Yuanmu ate the piece of meat he handed to his mouth calmly.

Song Xuanhe opened his eyes wide in surprise, raised his voice and said in his head: [Xiao Yuanmu actually ate this piece of meat! This is not the case in the plot!]

[I saw it.]Ergou also didn't understand, but this situation is not uncommon. After all, books are books, reality is reality, and the only constant in reality is change. There is always the possibility of some deviations, so its tone is very calm: [This This kind of thing is very normal. Although Xiao Yuanmu is a character in the book, this world is a real world. Anything can cause deviations. However, in order to adapt to the actual situation, you don’t need to get angry and play another piece directly. Just give him the barbecue, remember to use your hands.]

Hearing Ergou's disapproving voice, Song Xuanhe let go of the surprise in his heart. In fact, he is not a person who is easy to be surprised. It's just that this is the first time Xiao Yuanmu didn't follow the plot, which made him feel very abrupt. , and thus gave birth to a sense of strangeness.

It was as if the portrait, which was originally very thin and one-sided, suddenly became three-dimensional and real, as if the world in front of him suddenly merged from virtual to reality, which made him feel dizzy and in a trance, and suddenly realized that Xiao Yuanmu Not just a character in a novel, but a living, real person.

Xiao Yuanmu chewed the meat in his mouth slowly, without taking his gaze away from Song Xuanhe for a moment, he saw the complete change of his expression in his eyes, from the surprised expression that seemed to break his expectations at the beginning, From the strange eyes that were clearly looking at him but seemed to see through him looking at something else, to the fear that quickly flashed across his eyes.

Just a few seconds ago, Song Xuanhe thought of something, which made him more defensive towards him.

In fact, from the moment he saw Song Xuanhe in the orphanage, he felt Song Xuanhe's deep defense against him. At that time, thinking of the difference in their identities, he thought it was an illusion, but after living together , but let him confirm his intuition.

Moreover, through observation, he soon discovered that Song Xuanhe seemed close to him, but in fact it was only on the surface. But if he was heavily guarded against him, sometimes he always showed an undefended appearance.

The only thing that is certain is: Song Xuanhe doesn't really like him, not even a superficial liking for his appearance.

Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, if he didn't like it, then what was the purpose of Song Xuanhe approaching him.

When Song Xuanhe came back to his senses, he saw Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, he had already finished eating the meat in his mouth, and swept over his slender eyelashes, which were not too thick, Song Xuanhe went all out, picked up the lettuce and wrapped another piece of pork belly stuffing Into his mouth, the movement was smooth and fast, and everyone who watched was stunned.

Xiao Yuanmu took out a piece of paper, wiped off the sauce sticking to his mouth, his cold eyes fell on Song Xuanhe's face, and no one spoke for a while.

A few seconds later, someone laughed dryly and smoothed things over: "He also said that Xiao Song doesn't feel sorry for Xiao Xiao. This piece of meat has to be carefully brushed with pork belly sauce. If you don't feel bad, how can you feel bad."

As soon as these words came out, the other people seemed to have seen the antidote to the embarrassment, and quickly agreed with each other, and praised Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu as a model of loving couples, even saying such things as giving birth to a precious child early They all said it.

The atmosphere became lively again, only the girl sitting in the corner didn't say a word, she lowered her head to type and chat with her mobile phone, and occasionally glanced at the direction of Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu, her eyes were also cold, and she didn't blend into the atmosphere of the dinner party at all.

When other people saw this, they automatically ignored it. After all, everyone here knew that this girl had chased Xiao Yuanmu. When she took Xiao Yuanmu to eat, she was seen by Mr. Song and directly declared her sovereignty. Awkward.

At the end of the dinner party, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang, and without any surprise, he received a call from Song's mother asking him to go back. After the entertainment news in the morning, this call finally broke the calmness expressed.

When they arrived at the old house, the house was brightly lit. Song Guochao and Song's mother were sitting in the living room. The former looked livid, while the latter had a calm expression. Song Xuanlin was also sitting on the side talking with others. After seeing Song Xuanhe coming in, he hung up the phone.

As soon as Song Xuanhe showed up, Song Guochao stood up, grabbed the things on the coffee table and threw them at him, and at the same time shouted angrily: "Nie Zi!"

Song Xuanhe had seen his movements a long time ago, so he dodged to the side, but his movements were still a little slow, and the flying ashtray brushed his shoulders.

Mother Song Huo, who was still calm, got up, and said anxiously: "Hebao! What are you doing! You dare to show power to my son when you are looking for a woman outside, do you really think there is no one in my Li family?"

Over the years, Song Guochao and his wife have long been at odds with each other. Song's mother has turned a blind eye to Song Guochao's affair since she was young. As long as she guarantees the interests and dignity that her two sons should have, she is too lazy to care about Song Guochao outside. She would turn a blind eye to those things, even if he bought a luxury house and jewelry for his first love, as long as it wasn't too much.

However, Song Guochao dared to hurt her son in front of her, and it was the youngest son she held in her hands since she was a child, and she was afraid of falling. When the ashtray hit him, it was the same as hitting herself. What's different makes her feel even more distressed.

Song Guochao was also short-tempered for a while, just now he saw Song Xuan and Youya Youzai walking in, with a look of foolishness on his face, thinking that the woman he just got a while ago had crawled onto his son's bed in a blink of an eye, how could he not be anxious.

However, he also calmed down under his wife's loud scolding. It's not good for a father and son to fight for a woman to spread the word. He was not angry because of a mere mistress, but because of Song Xuan and the previous provocations that provoked him again and again. , Now dare to challenge his authority, even dare to snatch Lao Tzu's women, if this continues, this evil person may turn against him.

"I didn't get angry with him because of an actor." Song Guochao stared at Song Xuanhe coldly, and said with a livid face: "Do you know what good deeds your son has done? As soon as he entered the company, he pursued the company's male employees flamboyantly. If the pursuit is not successful, he came to force, threatened him with his relatives, and now forces him to live with him, if this continues, he will kill and set fire someday!"

Song Xuanhe didn't know how Song Guochao connected this incident with murder and arson, but even if he didn't talk about the original owner's hatred for Song Guochao, even he himself looked down on a man like Song Guochao, so he hated him He didn't restrain himself at all: "Father, don't worry about this, you haven't murdered and set fire yet, although green is better than blue, but I don't have as much lust for women as you do, drinking before was just to watch a movie It's just socializing, I can't stop Liu Xu from watching me stick to me, maybe it's because you're getting old and your physical strength is weak, so she wants to find someone else?"

"Don't be annoyed, there are others without me, don't say that I don't like her, even if I like her, isn't the fat and water not going to outsiders' fields?"

Song Guochao's emotions that had just calmed down were completely ignited by Song Xuanhe's words. No matter what age group, no man can bear to be questioned about himself, let alone the person who questioned him robbed his woman's son. Undoubtedly, it made him even more angry.

"You heartless bastard!" Song Guochao pointed at Song Xuanhe, his fingers trembling with anger: "Get out now! I don't have a son like you! From now on, don't let me see you !"

Song Guochao claims to be an elegant and civilized person, and he has been pampered and superior for most of his life. There are almost no people who dare to challenge his status and make him yell at him, so even if he is so angry now, he almost faints, and he turns over and over again. For the two words, at most a few adjectives are added in front of them, which makes Song Xuanhe lose their meaning.

"If you say you won't see it, you won't see it." Song Xuanhe sneered, full of sarcasm: "You are not in charge of this family."

Song Guochao was very angry by Song Xuanhe, but now he calmed down. There was no father-son warmth in his eyes when he looked at Song Xuanhe, only disgust and anger. He naturally knew that he could not drive Song Xuanhe away. Go out, but he can't swallow this breath.

Song Guochao had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "I don't have to worry about what happened before, but if there is a next time, I won't let you go if you are my son, and I won't give half of the man you are hiding. Could not bear."