Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

Chapter 111: One hundred and eleven big boys

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On the way back, Song Xuanhe kept recalling what Xiao Shenglin said just now.

If Xiao Shenglin's death had something to do with him being adopted by the Patriarch and his wife of the Xiao family when he was a child, then it has been so many years, why did Xiao Shenglin not deal with it sooner or later, why did he choose this time

What's more, even in the small family of the imperial capital, brothers framed each other and the son forced his father to death. What happened in the Xiao family actually had no effect on the whole circle. It doesn't matter if you break things down, after all, there are many people with right and wrong, no matter how upright a big family is, there will be some secrets, as long as the Xiao family does not fall, no one would dare to talk about it if Xiao Shenglin died because of it.

So why did the Xiao family attack Xiao Shenglin again after so many years

Is it because of what happened, or because of someone.

Song Xuanhe suddenly thought of Xiao Yuanmu.

If the Xiao family wanted to kill Xiao Shenglin who had replaced Xiao Yuanmu because of Xiao Yuanmu's return, it seemed to make sense.

Because if this is the case, it can be explained that Xiao Shenglin had an accident at this time, but for some reason, Song Xuanhe always felt that something was wrong.

"Second Young Master, we're here."

Zhang Chao stopped the car and opened the door for Song Xuanhe. When he opened the door, he couldn't help but look at his expression. Seeing that he looked sober despite the smell of alcohol, he was relieved.

Song Xuanhe came back to his senses and got out of the car, walked into the elevator and saw that Zhang Chao did not leave but followed behind, stopped and turned around and said, "You go back, I can go up by myself."

"I'll make you hangover tea and leave." Zhang Chao said, "Otherwise you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Song Xuanhe just wanted to say that he wouldn't get a headache when he was drunk, but he thought it wasn't his body after all, so he was silent for a while, then turned and went into the elevator.

Back home, Song Xuanhe immediately found the sofa and lay down hugging the pillow.

Although he drank a lot just now, because he has been paying attention to the degree and did not mix it up, his mind is still clear now, but the aftereffects of drinking too much are still unavoidable, sleepy and lack of energy.

Zhang Chao entered the door and went to the kitchen. After making sober tea and coming out, Song Xuanhe who was lying on the sofa had already fallen asleep.

He put the tea aside, and was just about to take a blanket to cover Song Xuanhe when he heard Song Xuanhe's cell phone ring.

Song Xuanhe was awakened suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Chao standing next to him with a blanket. He rubbed his eyes, took a sip of the tea on the table, and said, "Go back."

"Then you will go to bed early." Zhang Chao nodded, bent down and put the blanket on another sofa, and when he straightened up, he thought of something, and a complicated look flashed across his eyes, and said, "Second Young Master, can I I have a question for you."

Song Xuanhe was holding the phone, and said, "Speak."

"You... really don't intend to inherit the Song family?"

"No plan." Song Xuanhe raised his head, saw Zhang Chao's regretful expression, and said seriously: "Brother Zhang, I know you want me to inherit the Song family, but I don't like it, and you also know that I have my own favorites." Don't ask me about this matter, and don't help grandpa test me."

Zhang Chao froze, looked at Song Xuan and his clear eyes, and sighed softly, "Master has grown up."

"I'm sorry." Zhang Chao smiled wryly and said, "There will be no next time."

Song Xuanhe answered the phone, shook his head and said, "I know you've been doing it for my own good."

Zhang Chao nodded slightly, paused, and stopped talking.

Song Xuanhe didn't pay attention to his expression, and had a conversation with Xiao Shenglin who confirmed that he had arrived home safely, and only found out that he hadn't left when he hung up.

"Brother Zhang, is there anything else you can do?"

"How soon do you plan to come back after you go out?" Zhang Chao thought for a while before asking.

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "Grandpa asked you to ask again?"

"No." Zhang Chao said, "I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy when I hear that you are going out. It's like... It's not auspicious. Maybe it's because I've been by your side all the time, so I feel a little uneasy."

Song Xuanhe was very curious about what he didn't say, "What is it like?"

Zhang Chao frowned, looked at Song Xuan and said: "Second Young Master, I watched you grow up, and there are some things that I shouldn't say because of my identity, but I can't let go if I don't say them, so I must ask you."

Song Xuanhe nodded: "You ask."

"When I routinely checked the whereabouts of the money in your bank account some time ago, I found that you donated a large amount of money to charity organizations and also donated a large amount of money to welfare homes in the suburbs. I don't want to pursue your expenses, but this There was no sign before, and... I also found that you have recently inquired about a lot of extreme sports information. I didn’t think much about it when I saw this, but I found that you have recently checked the information of Alang Country. "

[Your assistant won't find out what you're going to do, right? ] The system was surprised.

Song Xuanhe's eyebrows twitched, and he said calmly: "It's just to check the information, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Arang is one of the most severely war-torn countries at present. Even the flight routes to it are blocked. I am very worried about you checking the information there."

"Second Young Master." Zhang Chao said: "Your recent consumption and the things you checked make me very worried. There is always a feeling... that you will never return."

When he said the last sentence, Zhang Chao lowered his voice, but stared at Song Xuanhe very seriously, like a parent who has noticed that his adolescent child has dangerous thoughts, and is ready to fight.

Song Xuanhe knew for the first time that Zhang Chao was so perceptive. In fact, he checked the information of Alang Country to make his disappearance a matter of course, but it was not a result of complete despair. There are a lot of people, armies of various countries and various organizations are intertwined and complicated. If he goes back there, it will be very difficult for the Song family and Xiao Yuanmu to find him.

It was precisely because of this that he checked the information over there.

But he didn't expect to be discovered by Zhang Chao.

[The passage you chose to go home seems to be blocked.]The system said: [Now Zhang Chao found out that you were checking the information of Alang Country. If you disappeared there, they might think you committed suicide.]

There is no need for the system to remind this point, Song Xuanhe also knows that this road will not work.

However, the most urgent task is not to let Zhang Chao have doubts.

"Brother Zhang, you are overthinking." Song Xuanhe seemed to find what he said was interesting, and after a few laughs, he said, "Isn't there a lot of bad things about donations that I didn't know before? You should know the reason for the welfare home." , As for extreme sports, I, a young man like me who yearns for freedom and pursues excitement, has never checked it, and Alang Country, it is because there is a special dyeing technique and an ancient hand-weaving technique, you I also know that I am running a design studio now, and these are my job contents.”

What Song Xuanhe said was well-founded, dispelling Zhang Chao's doubts one by one.

After Zhang Chao heard this explanation, he also felt that it seemed very reasonable, but he still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find out what was wrong for a while, so he could only put down his doubts for a while, and said: "The dyes and weaving things on Alang's side It should be a tradition in the Arab region, and it may be found in other places besides that, so I will help you to check."

Song Xuanhe said sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Zhang."

"Thank you." Looking at Song Xuanhe's smiling face, Zhang Chao sighed inwardly, both relieved and sighed: "Second young master is getting more and more mature."

Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes, and Zhang Chao wanted to say something, but he heard Song Xuanhe's cell phone ring again, and he closed his mouth just now, and said, "Go to rest early, I'm leaving first. "

"drive safely."

After Zhang Chao left, Song Xuanhe picked up the video, saw Xiao Yuanmu on the opposite side, raised his eyebrows and said, "Now I'm here at two o'clock in the morning, you really know when to call."

Seeing Song Xuanhe's flushed cheeks from drinking, and thinking of the news that those people reported just now, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened, and he said, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Song Xuanhe sneered: "Ask the question knowingly."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression was calm: "Because I heard something suddenly just now, I feel that you should really want to know, so I called to see if you were asleep."

"Two o'clock in the morning?" Song Xuan and his eyes and brows were filled with suspicion.

Xiao Yuanmu's face remained unchanged: "Yes."

"Let's talk." Song Xuan said softly, "What's the matter?"

"About Xiao Shenglin." Xiao Yuanmu said calmly, "I remember you have a good relationship with him."

"You say it like this, as if I'm closer to him than you are to him." Song Xuanhe grabbed a few pillows and piled them on the sofa, nestled in the whole person, and took a blanket from one side to cover him, then said: "If If I remember correctly, you and Xiao Shenglin can be regarded as brothers if you say so."

"The blood relationship is far apart." Xiao Yuanmu looked cold, and then added after a pause: "But if nothing unexpected happens, he will be my real brother in name."

Song Xuanhe's expression changed slightly, he frowned and said, "Because of Xiao Shenglin being adopted by your family?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Xiao Yuanmu's eyes: "Did he tell you?"

"Just now he was drunk and accidentally said it."

"Well." Xiao Yuanmu asked casually at first, and didn't care how Song Xuanhe knew, but it's a pity that without this reason, the time for chatting will be much shorter, so he asked a little more: "What did he say?" of?"

Song Xuanhe probably repeated what Xiao Shenglin said.

Xiao Yuanmu: "It's similar to what I heard, but more detailed."

Song Xuanhe nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you think the Xiao family might do anything to Xiao Shenglin because of this?"

Xiao Yuanmu pondered for a few seconds and said, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Song Xuan said softly, "If you hadn't been found, Xiao Shenglin might not be in danger, but after you were found, would Mrs. Xiao and the head of the Xiao family be afraid of you because of this incident?" Break away from them, and attack Xiao Shenglin."

Something flickered in Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, but he still denied it: "Xiao Lin can't do that. The benefit he can get is far lower than the value he paid, and there is a potential crisis. He is not that stupid."

Song Xuan and his eyelashes twitched slightly, pursed his lower lip and said, "You don't seem to like the Xiao family."

"Yes." Xiao Yuanmu admitted readily.

Song Xuanhe didn't ask why, after a few seconds of silence, he continued the previous topic, and asked, "Who in the Xiao family do you think wants Xiao Shenglin to have an accident the most?"

Xiao Yuanmu heard Song Xuan's implication at this time, and said, "Why do you think Xiao Shenglin is in danger."

Song Xuanhe didn't know how to answer, so he said vaguely, "Intuition."

Xiao Yuanmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes: "Do you have an intuition for him?"

"I also have intuition about you." Song Xuan said softly, "For example, I will know about your stomach pain soon."

The gloomy eyes of Xiao Yuanmu disappeared, and he put the phone away, and said: "If someone in the Xiao family really wants to kill him, the most likely person is Xiao Bocong."

Song Xuanhe frowned: "What do you mean?"

Why did Xiao Shenglin's matter suddenly involve Xiao Bocong

"Because of me." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly, "The news about Xiao Shenglin was given to me by people from Xiao Bocong's side."

"To scare you?"

"Maybe." Xiao Yuanmu said: "There may also be other reasons, such as what you said, let Xiao Shenglin have an accident and blame me."

Song Xuanhe was puzzled: "Will others believe it? Also, what's the use of blaming you? Could it be that someone wants you to pay for it?"

In the last half sentence, Song Xuan and himself didn't believe it.

This world advocates equality for everyone, but how can we be truly equal? Levels and gaps have existed since ancient times, and there is absolutely no equality for two people with very different identities. Just like Xiao Yuanmu and Song Xuanhe who were not found by the Xiao family, and Xiao Yuanmu, the eldest young master of the Xiao family, and Xiao Shenglin who are far apart despite being related by blood.

Even if Xiao Yuanmu really heard that Xiao Shenglin had done something to him because he had occupied the magpie's nest, none of the Xiao family would protest against it.

Xiao Yuanmu's face was calm, and the bottom of his eyes squeezed the coldness: "Of course not."

"It's just that, the Patriarch of the Xiao family who doesn't even let go of someone who has replaced him but failed, there will always be someone who will gossip because of this, and even Xiao Shenglin, who has long since ceased to have a conflict of interests, won't let go If I inherit the Xiao family, will I let go of Xiao Bocong who has been sitting as the sole heir of the Xiao family?"

As Xiao Yuanmu finished talking about the interests and conspiracy without emotion, Song Xuanhe's brows also frowned a little.

Because Xiao Shenglin's situation is more dangerous than he imagined, and because Xiao Yuanmu doesn't seem to accept the Xiao family's attitude at all.

In the novel, although Xiao Yuanmu found it hard to accept that he had parents and brothers suddenly at the beginning, he gradually opened up his heart, and his feelings for his younger brother Xiao Bocong were even deeper than those for his parents, although he didn’t like to express it , but the author described in many details the difference between Xiao Yuanmu and Xiao Bocong and the rest of the Xiao family.

For example, on Xiao Bocong’s birthday, he will choose gifts according to his hobbies. For example, when talking to Xiao Bocong, he will use a few more words than talking to other people. For example, Xiao Bocong’s request, even if he is reluctant, he will basically not refuse. ... Generally speaking, Xiao Yuanmu in the book has a very close relationship with his younger brother Xiao Bocong, almost pampering him.

It is also said in the book that Xiao Yuanmu grew up in an orphanage. Even if he is usually indifferent and looks down on family affection, when he really faces his brother who is connected by blood, cheerful and sunny, he still can't help but feel sorry for him. Others are different.

Song Xuanhe felt a little strange. Logically speaking, according to the timeline in the book, although Xiao Yuanmu and Xiao Bocong's relationship at this time was not close to that of brothers, it should be much closer than other people, but looking at it now Come on, Xiao Yuanmu's attitude towards Xiao Bocong has nothing to do with pampering, even Xiao Yuanmu may not only not get close to him, but hate him very much.

What went wrong

Song Xuan and faintly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't figure it out, so they could only give up thinking and focus on the matter in front of them: "You mean, if something happens to Xiao Shenglin, it is very likely that Xiao Bocong did it to frame you. Attack Xiao Shenglin."

"Xiao Bocong is the most likely." Xiao Yuanmu nodded, and then said: "But Xiao Shenglin's branch is also suspected."

Song Xuanhe nodded slowly, thinking about the possibility of Xiao Yuanmu's analysis, suddenly, he nodded his head lightly, frowned and said: "The one at Xiao Shenglin's house is the one of his uncle's. Support Xiao Bocong?"

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes: "He is not currently standing in line."

Song Xuanhe frowned: "If you don't stand in line, it is impossible for you to stand in line. Regardless of whether you were lost or not, they are the most suspected ones. After you come back, they will definitely not stand in your way."

Xiao Yuanmu nodded, acquiescing to Song Xuanhe's words.

Song Xuanhe felt that this matter was more difficult to handle. If it was just the head of the Xiao family who wanted to deal with Xiao Shenglin, maybe this matter would be better resolved. After all, there was Xiao Yuanmu, but if Xiao Shenglin was involved in Xiao Shenglin In Yuan Mu and Xiao Bocong's seizure of power, this matter is much more complicated.

"This matter..." Song Xuanhe rubbed the center of his brows, clicked his tongue, and said, "It's really troublesome."

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him and asked, "Do you really care about Xiao Shenglin's life?"

"Nonsense." Song Xuanhe said, "He is my friend."

"What about me?" Xiao Yuanmu stared at him without blinking.

Song Xuanhe rubbed the hand between his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "You can protect yourself."

"If I'm in danger..."

Xiao Yuanmu lowered his voice. He originally wanted to say that if he was in danger, he hoped that Song Xuanhe would care more about him than Xiao Shenglin.

But thinking of the countless times he escaped from death in the last life, and the last time he had no escape, he suddenly couldn't say what to say next. If he was really in danger, he hoped that Song Xuanhe could face the joys and sorrows with him , and hoped that Song Xuanhe could stay out of the matter and take good care of herself.

The two thoughts were so strong that it was difficult for him to distinguish for a moment, whether it would be better for him to hope that Song Xuanhe would be with him forever, or it would be better for him to be alone.

"What if you're in danger?"

Song Xuanhe originally avoided what Xiao Yuanmu said, but he stopped talking halfway through, and his original avoidance psychology changed instead, wanting to know what Xiao Yuanmu left to say.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flickered slightly, hiding the dense gloom that surged up in an instant, he raised his eyes to look at Song Xuanhe, suppressed the hoarseness in his voice, and said, "What will happen to you?"

Song Xuanhe suddenly became hoarse, turned his eyes away and said, "How would I know what didn't happen?"

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes fell on his white and plump earlobes, his Adam's apple rolled, and the thick blackness at the bottom of his eyes dissipated little by little, he chuckled softly and said, "That's right."

Hearing Xiao Yuanmu's voice seemed to come from his chest, Song Xuanhe involuntarily pursed his lips.

For a while, the two were relatively silent.

I don't know how long it took, Song Xuanhe felt an itch rising from his chest, and then he yawned heavily, his eyes watered instantly, and he immediately said: "I'm sleepy, hang up first."

"and many more."

Song Xuan and the hand that was about to touch the screen paused, seeing that Xiao Yuanmu's face was still there, it was a pity that he couldn't press it this time, so he could only ask: "What else is there?"

Looking at Song Xuanhe who was curled up on the sofa surrounded by a pile of pillows, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened, and he remembered the scene when Song Xuanhe stood on the sofa and talked to him condescendingly.

He couldn't help thinking, if he didn't hold back the reaction of being provoked by Song Xuanhe at that time, and had sex with him directly, what would he be like now... Xiao Yuanmu moved his slightly open legs, crossed them, and put the phone Moved up, coughed and said: "I heard that you have gone through the leave procedures, where are you going to go?"

Song Xuanhe tilted his head, and said with deep meaning: "Where did you hear about it? I just told Zhou Nan and the others about it. It wasn't Xiao Shenglin who immediately told Xiao Ranyun when he knew about it, and then Xiao Ranyun told you immediately. Alright."

The old god Xiao Yuanmu is here: "Mrs. Song told me."

Song Xuanhe paused, his eyes widened: "Who?"

Xiao Yuanmu: "Aunt Song."

Song Xuanhe: "When did she tell you and how did she tell you?"

"Morning, after you have gone through the leave procedures." After Xiao Yuanmu answered Song Xuanhe's question, he also added a sentence of Li Nian'an's advice: "Aunt Song said, I hope I can contact you at any time, and then it's best to cancel you all over the world." Thoughts of running around."

"What else?" Song Xuanhe asked: "It's not the only ones, is it? And why do you want to leave her contact information?"

"Aunt Song dragged Mrs. James to me." Seeing Song Xuanhe's tense expression, Xiao Yuanmu hid the smile in his eyes, and his clear voice was somewhat innocent: "Aunt Song may want to confirm at any time Let's talk about your relationship with me, after all, you have a criminal record."

"What kind of criminal record do I have?" Song Xuanhe's eyes widened, and his clear voice raised because he was a little hoarse from drinking just now: "And what relationship do I have with you?"

Xiao Yuanmu pursed his lips and remained silent, looking at him as if looking at a vexatious lover.

Song Xuanhe got goosebumps from being disgusted by his own thoughts, and said sullenly, "Don't contact her if you have nothing to do. If she contacts you, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Can."

Song Xuanhe was a little surprised at Xiao Yuanmu's straightforwardness, but he was relieved when he agreed.

However, the breath was only half relieved, and Xiao Yuanmu continued: "If you answer a question for me and give me a satisfactory answer."

Song Xuanhe's eyebrows twitched, and suddenly remembered Xiao Yuanmu's off-topic question last time, glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's expression vigilantly, and changed his words: "It's up to you, love or not."

Then, hung up the phone immediately.

The author has something to say: Xiao Yuanmu: There are not many tricks, as long as they are useful.