Song Xuanhe's eyelids twitched, and the hand placed by his side was instantly lifted, and he placed it on the car door. He opened the car door and looked up at Xiao Yuanmu: "What are you talking about?"
A pair of drooping eyes stared straight at him, pupils were clear, innocent and at the same time just right with a hint of bewilderment, if Xiao Yuanmu hadn't looked away from his face, he would probably have been fooled by his puzzled expression .
However, thinking of Song Xuanhe who held him with tears in his eyes and softly told him not to leave that night, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened, he looked away and said: "You were drunk after the last reception, you must remember ?”
"I don't remember." Song Xuanhe answered firmly, he couldn't remember such a shameful thing, "I'll take you back, get in the car."
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him, saw Song Xuanhe's expression was indifferent, and bent down into the car.
After closing the car door, Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief, walked around the car, opened the driver's door and sat in.
"Aren't you with me?" Xiao Yuan Mudan asked, looking out of the window.
Song Xuanhe didn't raise his eyes: "I have something to do."
Xiao Yuanmu turned to look at him, his tone remained unchanged: "What about the Song family?"
Song Xuanhe's heart skipped a beat, and he became vigilant. He remembered that at this time Xiao Yuanmu should have found evidence that the Song family bribed the authorities for the land in the development zone. Not calm and want to grab more chips.
Thinking of what Li Nian'an said to him when he handed over the shares, Song Xuanhe pursed his lips. No matter what, the Song family couldn't fall so quickly.
"Are you interested?" Song Xuanhe looked ahead and asked casually.
Xiao Yuanmu naturally didn't miss the flash of vigilance on Song Xuanhe's face. The door is stupidly wide open, and Song Xuanhe in this life seems to be arrogant and arrogant, but he always protects him at critical moments. It stands to reason that he should be taken to heart, but he can't see through him. What he was thinking, he only knew his fear and guard.
The memory before rebirth had a great influence on him. If it weren't for the memory that has moved his heart, even if he wanted to relax and rest for a while before returning to Xiao's house, he would not waste time by staying with Song Xuanhe, just Just like Song Xuanhe in the previous life looked at him, in his view, the Song family and Song Xuanhe were nothing more than ants that could be crushed.
But that memory was so profound, it affected his mind all the time and changed what he had planned to do.
Even after the memory fusion of his last two lives, he has seen clearly that Song Xuanhe has never had a good impression of him, and even more than a good impression, he is more on guard, but that memory is still relentless, making him unable to Leaving here calmly is like the discarded emotions have returned to the body, so that the calm brain can no longer give orders based on reason alone.
Xiao Yuanmu thought, since this is the case, take this period of time as a vacation, and find out the reason why Song Xuan and Ershi think he must be with him by the way, and see through his true face. The colorful memories will naturally be covered with gray fog, which can no longer affect him.
After this period of observation, he found that Song Xuanhe was indeed hiding something, but the appearance he showed was not a disguise. Since he could not start from digging out his true face to make himself give up, then why did he find Song Xuanhe? After being afraid of him, and because of the reason why he was obviously afraid of him but wanted to get close to him, he would probably be able to return to normal.
With a lot of thoughts, it was only for a moment, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were calm, and he answered: "No, I just want to know when you will return to the apartment."
Song Xuanhe suddenly realized that Xiao Yuanmu probably didn't want him to go back and disturb him by asking so many questions.
It just so happened that they coincided with each other on this point, and if it wasn't necessary, he didn't really want to live under the same roof as Xiao Yuanmu.
Even though he was thinking this way, Song Xuanhe curled his lips and said disgustingly to him: "Don't worry, I will be back soon, don't miss me too much."
Xiao Yuanmu's fingers on his legs curled almost imperceptibly, and after a few seconds his voice lowered a few degrees: "I don't miss you."
This is what Song Xuanhe wanted. He was proud of himself, but his face didn't show a single bit: "It's okay, I think..."
I think you are, just halfway through a sentence, the phone rang.
Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, Song Xuanhe still put on the Bluetooth headset and said, "I am Song Xuanhe."
"It's me, Xiao Shenglin." Xiao Shenglin's gentle and laughing voice came from over there.
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you change your number?"
"Yes, the previous number was used casually after returning to China, because it is useless for a little thing, and now I have changed this number."
Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu who came over, and asked, "What's the matter, can you help me?"
"I want to invite you to have a meal together." Xiao Shenglin said with a smile: "Last time we had dinner with a friend. Speaking of your talent as a designer, he wanted to meet you very much."
Song Xuanhe was taken aback, but did not answer.
Xiao Shenglin continued: "I know it's easy for you to open a studio, but he is a closed disciple of Master Fan Nuodi, his name is Feng Tong, and he is very well connected in the clothing industry, I think even if you don't really want to In this line of work, it’s okay to have a meal and exchange ideas.”
"Okay." Song Xuanhe is not a person who doesn't know good and evil for others' good intentions that do not bring benefits. Naturally, he will not reject it outright. Moreover, he has seen several shows that Feng Tong has independently performed since he became a teacher. Among them, the color The use made him feel very much, and also made him very interested: "Thank you."
Xiao Yuanmu saw the smile on Song Xuanhe's mouth that hadn't dropped since he hung up the phone, he couldn't help looking away, a pair of calm eyes flashed a dark light, he was very curious, the person who just talked to him Who on earth could make him so straightforwardly happy.
After sending Xiao Yuanmu to the apartment, Song Xuanhe turned around and went to the appointment place with Xiao Shenglin.
Naturally, it was impossible to meet that designer in such a hasty way, it was just that he and Xiao Shenglin had an appointment for a simple meal.
After returning to the old house, Song Xuanhe didn't hold back. He usually went to and from get off work on time, but during the rest time after get off work, he would not go back to Song's house directly, but just wandered around or found some interesting people place to sit for a while.
It happened to be at that time that he met Xiao Shenglin who was alone in a bar specially used to watch football matches for fans during the World Cup. He sat quietly in a corner of the bar, and would roll his eyes when his favorite team won. Smiled, looking very gentle, found Song Xuanhe and asked him to sit with him.
Song Xuanhe also likes football very much. In the original world, he would even go to watch the game of his favorite team. This world is no exception. He has watched many games in this world when he was bored. In football games, naturally, there are also teams that I like.
Unexpectedly, he and Xiao Shenglin liked the same team.
They watched their favorite team win, and while others were cheering, they just smiled at each other and clinked glasses of beer.
After eating together a few times, Song Xuanhe found that Xiao Shenglin was very compatible with him in terms of personality and hobbies. He was reckless, and Xiao Shenglin was gentle. Even if the two had different opinions, they would never quarrel, let alone Most of his hobbies overlap with Xiao Shenglin's, and they can talk about almost anything, so naturally there are not too many differences of opinion.
Moreover, Xiao Shenglin is a character outside the plot, and Song Xuanhe can relax more when getting along with him, so after getting along for a period of time, the relationship between Song Xuanhe and Xiao Shenglin has become like a long-time friend. It is not uncommon to make appointments for dinner with just a phone call.
When Song Xuanhe arrived, Xiao Shenglin had already arrived. Seeing him coming in, he smiled and said, "Qian Ping called me today, saying that you met Weichen while eating crabs at noon."
"Yes." Song Xuanhe sat down opposite him, stretched his legs and relaxed, "And he was sitting next to us. Qian Ping happened to be talking about him at that time, and he heard everything."
Xiao Shenglin smiled deeper when he heard the words, but he was not worried. He knew that neither Qian Ping nor Song Xuanhe had the character to speak ill of others behind their backs, so he just said: "Qian Ping said that you plan to go to Professor Li to ask for information. ?”
The waiter came in with the dishes in an orderly manner, and then exited quietly, with light and neat movements.
Song Xuanhe nodded: "Well, let me ask for him."
Xiao Shenglin nodded without asking any further questions, picked up his chopsticks and started talking about other things: "Zhou Nan asked me to ask you to go bowling together at night, will you go?"
"Go." Song Xuanhe just wanted to exercise his muscles and bones: "It's just time to digest."
When the two met Zhou Nan, Song Xuanhe realized that it was not only Zhou Nan who came, but also several other people who were either familiar or unfamiliar, and one of them was Wei Chen.
Wei Chen also raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Song Xuanhe, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you again."
"I didn't expect that either." Song Xuanhe hooked his lips and smiled, and took a bowling ball without further ado.
Wei Chen followed behind him, saw that he and Xiao Shenglin were talking together, with a relaxed and familiar expression when speaking, he couldn't help saying: "I didn't know you were so familiar before."
Song Xuanhe glanced at him: "I didn't know I knew you so well."
"If you're not familiar, get to know more." With a smile on the corner of Wei Chen's mouth, he was not at all shocked by Song Xuan and his obviously shy attitude, and said, "After a long time, you will get acquainted."
"I don't want to lose, and I don't want to be too familiar." Song Xuanhe's bowling ball dropped straight down and hit the ball.
The last time Song Xuanhe answered Weichen's call, Zhou Nan knew that Weichen might be nice to Song Xuanhe, but when he saw Song Xuanhe's cold face and posted it with a smile, he was still shocked. squinted.
Although he is not familiar with Wei Chen, but he is very familiar with Wei Chen's usually indifferent character, and there are not many people who can make him look good. Why would he talk and laugh at that kid Song Er? of.
Zhou Nan glanced across Song Xuan and the fair and smiling side faces, and was startled suddenly, did Wei Chen take a fancy to Song Er
No!
Who doesn't know that Song Er has a boyfriend now and he likes him very much, and it's not that Weichen didn't know Song Er before, and he had never seen him to be very attentive, and he hadn't heard a few words from them. It's changed, and besides, I haven't heard of anyone he has taken a fancy to before.
Zhou Nan's complexion changed slightly, Wei Chen's girl might just like to pry the corner of the wall.
No matter what Weichen is going to do, Song Er's idiot is not the opponent of Weichen's boy. Although he is going to board the big ship of Weichen's medical robot, he can't just watch Song Er cheat.
What's more, that kid Xiao Yuanmu looks harmless, but in fact he is unfathomable. As the old saying goes, don't bully young people into poverty. Song Er's mind is really unstable, and he may regret it when the time comes.
"Amazing!" Zhou Nan walked over, glanced at Wei Chen seemingly unintentionally, then smiled and said to Song Xuan, "Let me introduce you to a friend."
Song Xuanhe didn't know what to pay attention to Zhou Nan who was winking at him, but he didn't bother to deal with Wei Chen, so he put down the ball and followed him away without saying anything.
When he walked to the door of the lounge next to him, Zhou Nan frowned and said, "Is there something on you, Wei Chen really wants it."
Song Xuanhe paused, Xiao Yuanmu's figure instantly appeared in his mind, and he said calmly, "Why?"
"You didn't realize that Wei Chen's attitude towards you is a bit strange." Zhou Nan said: "He used to be dismissive of others, but no matter how many people fawn on him, he can't find a way out, not to mention that he has never wronged his character. , except for his mother and his grandma, I haven't seen him be so kind to others."
"So you suspect that he approached me for some other purpose?" Song Xuanhe asked.
Zhou Nan looked him up and down when he heard the words, and shook his head twice, "I just can't figure out what is so interesting about you. It's just your uncle's information that can't make him so interested."
"Of course not." Song Xuanhe hooked his lips. He didn't know what Wei Chen wanted now, but he was very clear about what Wei Chen wanted in the future.
"What is that?" Seeing Song Xuanhe's determination, Zhou Nan couldn't help asking suspiciously, "You don't really have something he really wants, do you?"
After speaking, Zhou Nan thought for a long time, clenched his right hand on his palm, and said, "Could it be about Mr. Wei's 70th birthday? He seems to be looking for some fancy antiques recently. Do you have them?"
"No." Song Xuanhe shook his head, seeing Zhou Nan frowned again, and said, "But I don't know if Song Guochao and my mother have it or not."
Zhou Nan suddenly realized, yes, Mrs. Song has always been fond of collecting antiques, and she studied the repair of cultural relics in college. It is normal to have some good things in hand. Looking at it this way, Wei Chen will be able to explain Song Xuan and his amiable face.
Song Xuanhe didn't want Zhou Nan to continue entangled in this topic, and asked, "You said you want to introduce someone to me, who is it?"
"You'll know when we meet." Zhou Nan said with a smile on his face, "This is the reason Weichen came here."
Song Xuanhe was not interested at all, but still cooperated and pretended to want to know each other very much.
Zhou Nan pushed open the heavy door of the lounge, and the three people sitting inside looked up.
One of them smiled and said, "Young Master Zhou, didn't you say that this bowling alley, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, has a very good dim sum chef? How long will it take for the dim sum to arrive? We're all hungry."
Zhou Nan: "I'll be here later, you'll know after eating."
Song Xuan and raised eyebrows who followed behind, did not expect that these people came here not to play, but to eat, but he had just had dinner, so he was not very interested in the snacks in their mouths.
"Let me introduce you." Zhou Nan said with a smile, "My brother, Song Xuanhe, is the second son of the Song family."
The person who spoke just now smiled politely at Song Xuanhe, and the other two sat there looking down at the phone, not knowing what they were playing, without even raising their heads.
Song Xuanhe didn't care either, he came here to avoid Wei Chen, it would be more comfortable to sit here alone and have no one to talk to him.
The most introduced person, Zhou Nan, was not at all embarrassed, and introduced the three sitting people to him again with a smile, and then sat down next to Song Xuanhe.
The hacker I found before was very authentic in business. Not only did he find Zhang Xiuya's information for him, but after Zhang Xiuya took the money to go abroad, he also sent her her location abroad.
Song Xuanhe was a little surprised, and replied: Extra charges
*****: I'm idle and bored, I'll give you a follow-up, you can give me money if you want.
Song Xuanhe knew that this man was a money fan, so he transferred 50,000 yuan to him.
*********: There are too many, next time you have something to check, you can still find me.
Song Xuanhe didn't come back because Zhou Nan's head came closer.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Who are you chatting with?" Zhou Nan just asked casually, leaned into his ear and said, "I'll introduce you when the food to eat comes up."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyes, glanced at the two young people whose heads were still together, and said flatly, "No, I just came here to rest."
Zhou Nan clicked his tongue and said, "You will know later."
After the words fell, someone knocked on the heavy door, Zhou Nan answered, and someone pushed the door and walked in.
A few simple dishes are placed on the coffee table in the center. The dim sum inside looks simple and unpretentious, but exudes a very attractive faint milk fragrance.
The two heads that had just been put together finally lifted up, and when Song Xuanhe looked away from the dim sum, he happened to meet the eyes of one of them, and then they were all taken aback.
"It's you?" The boy with moist eyes opened his eyes wide.
Song Xuanhe didn't expect that he would run into this baby-faced boy for two consecutive days, but compared to his surprise, he just nodded slightly.
When the boy spoke, everyone's eyes turned to Song Xuanhe, and the other person who hadn't looked up before asked, "Chang'an, do you know him?"
The young man nodded, then shook his head again. Seeing Song Xuanhe's expression was flat, he hummed softly, "I just met once."
Zhou Nan was also very surprised, looked at Song Xuan and said: "When did you meet Guan Shao?"
Song Xuanhe didn't listen carefully to Zhou Nan's address to the boy, and his tone was cold: "We had a table together for dinner yesterday."
The young man known as Guan Shao also looked away, picked up a piece of snack and ate it, seeing that no one else was moving, he said, "It's not bad, let's try it all."
Although he was speaking to everyone, his eyes were looking in Song Xuanhe's direction.
Song Xuanhe noticed his gaze and said, "I just had dinner."
It means that I don't want to eat.
There were some subtle changes in the expressions of the other people when they heard the words, and the young man also darkened his face, put the snack in his hand, and said, "I don't want to eat something that he doesn't even like."
Zhou Nan elbowed Song Xuanhe, and said in a low voice, "I don't care, you can coax this ancestor well."
Song Xuanhe is inexplicable, he has lived in two worlds, but he has never coaxed anyone, but Zhou Nan took him away from Wei Chen's harassment, and if he doesn't want to go out, he can only resolve the stagnant atmosphere now.
And the dim sum smells really good, not greasy, Song Xuanhe leaned over and took a piece that was pleasing to the eye, bit it lightly, and found that the taste was good, he rolled his eyes and said: "Not bad."
He picked up the snack, put it in his mouth, and made a comment. The series of actions were generous and casual, and he didn't feel embarrassed by what he said. Instead, he felt a little lazy and wanton. Not only did he not feel that he was pretending to be calm, but he Calm and confident.
After seeing the snacks he ate, the young man's expression became better. He got up and walked to the sofa next to Song Xuanhe and sat down a little distance away. Seeing Song Xuanhe looking over, he pursed his lips and said, "I want to eat this , it’s not convenient to sit there.”
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, finished the snacks in his hand slowly, wiped his hands with a tissue and got up to leave.
Compared with the Weichen who pretended to be close outside, this arrogant young master in front of him was obviously more troublesome, it would be better to go out for comfort.
But as soon as Song Xuanhe got up, the boy frowned and said, "Where are you going?"
"Get out." In fact, Song Xuanhe didn't have any bad feelings towards him, because this young man was as arrogant as he was seventeen or eighteen years old. No one would hate him, but it was because he knew himself very well that Song Xuanhe knew better. This young man is difficult.
The boy also stood up, looked at him with his chest raised and his chin raised, "I'm with you."
Song Xuanhe faintly felt that his movements were somewhat familiar, but after hearing his words, he stopped thinking about it. If he followed him, what else would he go out for
Facing double trouble
Thinking of this, Song Xuanhe sat down again.
The young man's expression changed, even if he was blind, he could tell at this moment, Song Xuan and the movements of standing up and sitting down made it clear that he didn't want to have more contact with him.
He pursed his lips, snorted coldly and raised his foot, ready to go out, but before reaching the door, the door was pushed open.
Xiao Shenglin and Wei Chen appeared in front of the crowd, and when Wei Chen saw the young man walking towards him, he put on a smile on his expressionless face: "Young Master Guan."
The boy nodded: "Brother Wei."
Wei Chen looked around, his gaze stayed on Song Xuanhe for a few more seconds before he walked in: "I just heard that you are here, so I came here, are you planning to go out to play?"
"Didn't you say you came over to eat?" Wei Chen glanced at the dim sum that hadn't moved much: "Isn't it delicious?"
The young man followed Wei Chen's line of sight, glanced at Song Xuanhe's face, and then moved away: "It's okay."
"Then eat more, I just want to talk to you about something." Wei Chen went straight to Song Xuanhe and sat down, then said to the young man, "Come and sit."
The young man glanced at Song Xuanhe, just as he sat down on the other side of Weichen, he saw Xiao Shenglin walking towards him, and asked, "Who is this?"
Wei Chen introduced: "Xiao Shenglin, my friend."
After finishing speaking, he introduced the boy to Xiao Shenglin: "This is Guan Zhi, he is my cousin."
Xiao Shenglin smiled slightly, and greeted Guan Zhi.
No one noticed Song Xuan who was lazily playing with his mobile phone and his eyelids twitched—Guan Zhi
The youngest of Xiao Yuanmu's seven suitors? Why didn't the book say that he was Weichen's cousin