Because of Weichen, Song Xuanhe was left on the second floor to talk to a few old men. In fact, every time he wanted to say goodbye, he would be interrupted by Weichen or Song Guochao interjected.
Although the purpose of the two is different, the result is the same - that is, when Song Xuanhe went downstairs, he saw Xiao Yuanmu's cold face again which he hadn't seen for a long time.
Although Xiao Yuanmu usually looks indifferent, he is also calm. In addition to this period of time together, although it can't be said that he is very close, he will at least say hello after separation, and sometimes Xiao Yuanmu will even grab him on a whim. hands.
However, when Song Xuanhe was sitting next to Xiao Yuanmu at noon, he just glanced at him lightly. When he looked away, his eyes were very cold, and his face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice. Song Xuanhe didn't need it. Using previous experience, you can easily feel that the boss is angry.
"Song Guochao seems to want to use Mr. Wei to turn around. Once he got up, he stayed in the room and refused to leave, and he didn't allow my mother and me to leave. Mr. Wei is not easy to drive people away, so we can only wait there."
Song Xuan found out the reason for Xiao Yuanmu's unhappiness in a face-to-face meeting, and then found out the result of picking himself clean at the first time. Sure enough, after he finished speaking, although Xiao Yuanmu's expression did not change, his gaze Anyway, it fell on him.
"He has a good idea." Song Xuanhe didn't feel guilty about speaking ill of others behind his back and that other person was his father in this body, and continued: "Sure enough, he made a high-profile appearance with the Wei family. You saw it just now. Others look at him differently, and it is estimated that in a few days, his friends who ignored him to avoid suspicion will ask him to play together again."
Although Song Xuanhe's words were blunt, they were true.
Just now when they went downstairs with the respected old men, the guests they saw greeted with smiles on their faces, but they turned their heads and guessed. Not long after Song Guochao sat down in his place, Song Xuanhe saw the same Several people at the table accosted him.
"It's not because of Wei Chen?" When Xiao Yuanmu said this, his eyes were slightly closed, and the peach blossom eyes rose slightly with the drooping eyelashes, and the end of the eyes curled up a little. When he was sitting, he was only taller than Song Xuanhe. After a while, Song Xuanhe couldn't see his expression clearly, but he noticed the key to his unhappiness.
"Of course not." Song Xuanhe answered decisively: "I haven't met him a few times, what is he keeping me for?"
No matter why Xiao Yuanmu asked this question, it is impossible for Song Xuan and Dashi to admit that he has a good relationship with the boss's future suitor, not to mention that his relationship with Wei Chen is just a stranger who has met several times. .
Probably because Song Xuanhe answered without hesitation and was too firm, the coldness on Xiao Yuanmu's face suddenly dissipated, and even without knowing why, he chuckled lightly.
Song Xuanhe felt that there must be something he didn't know about it, so he asked the system in his mind: [What happened to Xiao Yuanmu downstairs when I was away just now.]
The system said: [I don’t know either, big brother, after the key plot is over, you are a dispensable character to the big brother and the whole book, so my full-time tracking of the big brother’s whereabouts dynamic function has also been reduced With permission, I can't see what's going on with him if you're not in range.]
[You are so useful.]Song Xuanhe has long been used to the attributes that the two bullshits don't have, so he doesn't ask any more questions when he complains.
In front of the main table of the birthday banquet, there was a platform about two steps above the ground. At this time, the members of the Wei family were giving speeches on it. It looked like it should be Wei Chen's father who had not appeared before.
Probably due to professional reasons, Mr. Wei, who joined the army when he was young, delivered a speech very neatly. With just a few words, he thanked the guests who came to celebrate his birthday, and then announced the beginning of the birthday banquet.
Toasting is one of the most essential parts of Chinese people's large-scale banquets. Not long after the dishes are served, the banquet hall is full of toasts, and people at every table get up and walk around. In addition to the main table where Wei Lao and several old people sat, only Song Xuan and the last table with more young people on their side were quieter.
Song Xuanhe was very satisfied. At first, when he heard that Mr. Wei had invited a chef from the imperial dining room, whose ancestors were chefs of the imperial dining room, and three generations of the family were often invited to state banquets as the chef, he was very interested. negative reputation.
Most of the people sitting at this table are friends of the younger generation Wei, and some of them are the second generations of Wei Chen and his circle who made good friends with him. They have never met Song Xuanhe before, but they also know that although this is the last table , but those who sat were actually those who didn't want to be next to their elders and had a strong relationship with Wei Chen.
A table is full of acquaintances, suddenly there are two unfamiliar faces, naturally some people are curious.
Song Xuanhe didn't intend to talk to them since they sat down, and they just ate quietly when the food was served, and they didn't give anyone else a glimpse of the corner of their eyes, so someone couldn't bear it and said: "Song Shao, listen Said that you and Chen'er have a good relationship, but we haven't seen you very much, why don't we gather together for a meal some other day."
Song Xuanhe came here with Wei Chen just now, and naturally found that the table that was not even full was filled with Wei Chen's friends, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't talk much, lest Xiao Yuanmu think that he and Wei Chen were friends. The minister is so familiar that even the circle of friends can be mixed.
Hearing someone talking to him at this time, Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes, and put aside his relationship with Weichen in one sentence: "I'm not very familiar with him, so I can't say it's good, but it's just a sudden banquet, and there are no other tables. just sit down."
The person who spoke obviously did not expect Song Xuanhe to answer like this, and the others were also a little surprised, not because they were arrogant, but basically, even if the people who saw them did not try to please them, at least they would not show a reluctance to be with them. They glue the look of the relationship.
Although Song Xuanhe had a smile on his face and his words were not unpleasant, the meaning of his reluctance to make friends with Wei Chen and them was very clear between the lines. These people are all arrogant and arrogant, and it is rare for them to let go of their bodies When talking to people, people directly express their reluctance to get involved, even if they still want to say something, they don't bother to speak again.
Song Xuanhe was happy and quiet, except for him and Xiao Yuanmu, there were not many people eating at the table, one chewed slowly, the other slowly, the two ate a table of dishes as if no one was there, and ate every dish over and over again However, the table manners could not find the slightest mistake, so the other people suddenly felt a little greedy, and unknowingly picked up the chopsticks.
It's just that they haven't picked up the chopsticks for a long time, and the toasting army finally killed them.
Most of the people who will come here to toast are young people with the status of the second generation. Although Song Xuan and his family background are also good, but since ancient times, earning money is not as good as having power, so at this table, it is really No one was looking for him, even if someone didn't want to be too obvious, Song Xuanhe would just refuse him because he just took cold medicine. In this way, there would be fewer people looking for him and Xiao Yuanmu up.
The toasters followed one after another, and Song Xuanhe was not disturbed at all, until a young man who came to toast complained: "Just now my dad and I went to the main table to toast, originally we wanted to have a toast with the Xiao family I didn’t expect him to be surrounded by people, and we couldn’t squeeze in.”
After the man said this sentence, he was still chanting: "The old man at the main table didn't dare to go and stay for a long time, and now he will try his best to curry favor with Xiao's family. I saw Guan Shao sitting at that table just now. , that Xiao family came here very proudly, except for a few words with Guan Shao, the others didn't pay much attention to me, I feel lucky that I didn't squeeze in, otherwise I would see my dad make him smile, tsk, I'm so special How uncomfortable."
Song Xuanhe, who was eating, had a slight glint in his eyes, and looked in the direction of the main table inadvertently. He remembered where Guan Zhi was sitting, because Guan Zhi also came down with them just now, and now he remembered that Song Guochao saw him and Guan Zhi. When he saw him, he still felt amused by the complex emotions in his eyes and the way he changed his attitude in the blink of an eye.
Guan Zhi's table was very easy to find, because their table was next to the main table, and it formed a sharp contrast with the quiet main table. It was a bit exaggerated when the person said that they couldn't squeeze in, but there was an endless stream of people going to that table. , there has never been less people, and it seems that a table is surrounded by people.
However, after finding the location of Xiao's family, what excuse should he find to go there
Just as this question came to Song Xuanhe's mind, his cell phone rang.
Song Xuanhe opened it and saw that it was a text message from Guan Zhi: Come quickly and find an excuse to drag me out! I'm getting annoyed by the people next to me! ! !
The so-called doze off, someone will give you a pillow. The three exclamation marks very vividly reflected the impatience of Young Master Guan at the moment, but it did not affect Song Xuanhe's good mood at all.
He put away his phone, turned his head and smiled at Xiao Yuanmu, "Guan Zhi told us to go and find an excuse to pull him out."
Xiao Yuanmu also heard the voice of Song Xuan and the text message, but he was not interested in hearing the words: "Go by yourself."
"No." Song Xuanhe said seriously: "How can I squeeze in by myself? You heard it just now. There are people crowded over there, so you have to help push me."
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the table over there that was crowded but definitely not perfect, without moving his eyebrows, he said coldly, "No."
"You must come with me."
Xiao Yuanmu looked over, and Song Xuanhe realized that his words were a bit too domineering, but he didn't blink, and said: "We won't come back when we get out later, so we just slipped away. Do you want to be alone? Is it here?"
"Walk."
Xiao Yuanmu got up and followed Song Xuanhe to Guan Zhi's table.
When you look at it from a distance, you can see that there are many people here, but when you come here, you will find that there are not too many people here. After all, everyone here wants to save face, even if they want to curry favor with others, they are not like a supermarket aunt It was a scene of people rushing in like grabbing food, but then again, if such a scene really happened, it would be hard to say whether it was to curry favor or offend people.
Therefore, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu walked across to Guan Zhi's seat very easily - because the five or six people around Guan Zhi had to rub their shoulders if they wanted to pass.
Seeing Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu's eyes light up, Guan Zhi's impatient expression changed, and he said, "My friend is here, we still have something to talk about, so I'm leaving first."
The young man who was talking to Guan Zhi frowned, and looked up at Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu who were facing each other. Xiao Yuanmu was not recognized.
In fact, Xiao Yuanmu didn't recognize which Xiao family this was. The Xiao family is huge, and there are countless members in the family. In addition to the intertwined direct branches and offshoots, there are also various in-law families. I have stayed at the Xiao family for more than ten years, and I haven't met everyone in the Xiao family.
The two Xiao family members behaved very plainly, and their eyes were facing each other.
"Since it is your friend looking for you, then you should go first." The young man surnamed Xiao said: "Uncle will come to Huaguo to inspect the business in a few days, and there will be a banquet at that time. If you still stay Huaguo must come here."
Guan Zhi answered a few perfunctory words, and couldn't wait to get up and run towards Song Xuanhe.
"You're finally here." After walking for a while, Guan Zhicai complained, "I just said I hate this kind of occasion, those people chatter endlessly, and that Xiao Cuo, for some reason caught me talking , I guess I was bored by those people, so I didn't want to sit down for a second."
After listening to his complaint, Song Xuanhe asked inadvertently, "That person said you were going back just now? When?"
Guan Zhi's footsteps paused, and the raised eyebrows showed a hint of pride: "What? You can't bear to part with me?"
"What do you think?" Song Xuanhe also raised his eyebrows, and the answer was obvious.
Guan Zhi snorted coldly, and said, "I wanted to treat you to Canadian delicacies, forget it."
Seeing that Song Xuanhe didn't respond after speaking, he returned to the topic he asked just now: "I haven't decided when to go back, but Xiao Cuo said just now that his uncle or uncle is coming, if we really make a welcome If I'm still in Huaguo, I have to go, so I will leave before his uncle comes."
Song Xuan and Wen Yan sighed regretfully, and said: "I have made an appointment for the palace restaurant you said you were going to try before, half a month later, I guess you will have left by then, next time you come to China Let's talk about the country."
Guan Zhi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Really? Didn't you say that the store can only be booked half a year in advance?"
"That's right." Song Xuan said softly, "That's the position of a friend of mine. If he has something to do that day, he will transfer it to me."
"Then I'll go back in half a month." Guan Zhi replied quickly: "It happens that I still have half a month before school starts, so it's not too late to go back after eating."
At this time, Song Xuanhe suddenly remembered that Guan Zhi had just grown up, which was very rare, and made him feel guilty about deceiving children.
Therefore, Song Xuanhe's tone of voice to Guan Zhi was much better when he realized his conscience: "You said you wanted to eat the fried dumplings from Changwei Alley, and I will take you to eat them when the time comes."
Guan Zhi blinked, and her voice was full of excitement: "Really? Is that the century-old store you mentioned that is so hard to find?"
"Yes." Song Xuan said softly, "The owner of that store..."
"Look at the road."
In the middle of speaking, Song Xuanhe was staggered by Xiao Yuanmu and almost fell into his arms.
"What's wrong?" Song Xuanhe looked back at the flat road with a blank expression.
"There is a piece of carpet turned up." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly: "You avoided it and stepped on it."
Song Xuanhe thought about it, but he couldn't remember whether he stepped on something soft just now, but he didn't think Xiao Yuanmu would lie, so he lowered his eyes: "Thank you."
Xiao Yuanmu's expression was very cold: "No need."
Guan Zhi also looked back at the flat carpet, a little puzzled. Although he had just talked to Song Xuanhe, he didn't pay attention to his feet. He remembered that the carpet here was laid flat and there was no turning over.
It's just that Song Xuanhe thanked him when he came back to his senses, so he didn't say much. After all, it was just a trivial matter, maybe Xiao Yuanmu misunderstood it.
The words just now were interrupted by Xiao Yuanmu all of a sudden, and Song Xuanhe's conscience for a while also disappeared. They had already reached the end of the corridor of the banquet hall, and they could go out after opening the door.
So, Song Xuan said softly: "We still have something to do, you go back by yourself, we will go first."
Guan Zhi nodded, and was about to open the door when she suddenly thought of something, turned her head and said, "Do you know that catkin?"
Song Xuan paused, then nodded.
"I attended a party before." Guan Zhi frowned, and said, "There were many women who accompanied the wine, and that catkin was among them. That party was special...it's not a serious party anyway, don't be fooled by her."
Song Xuanhe didn't expect that after Liu Xu was hidden in the snow, it would be from Guan Zhi's mouth to hear her news again, but Song Xuanhe was a little surprised when he heard him say that, because although Liu Xu was snobbish, he was also arrogant. Even if she was hidden in the snow, she should still have some savings in the past few years. Even if she really wanted to find another backer, she would not be reduced to the point of going to a coffee party for people to have fun.
Seeing Song Xuanhe's surprised expression, Guan Zhi misunderstood him. He thought Song Xuanhe didn't believe him, so he frowned and said, "What I said is true. I only knew her after reading your news. I was a little surprised when I saw her at that party, and I found someone to confirm that it was indeed her who told you."
"I know." Song Xuanhe laughed. Hearing his awkward concern, he explained a few more words: "I don't know her well, so don't worry."
Guan Zhi's ears turned red, and his eyebrows frowned even tighter: "Who cares about you! I just want to repay you for pulling me out and inviting me to dinner half a month later. Our Guan family never owes anyone anything."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "Understood, you don't care about me, Young Master Guan, can you open the door?"
Guan Zhi pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, and finally opened the door with a cold snort.
The three of them left the banquet floor, and as soon as they arrived at the hotel lobby, they heard someone shouting, "Young Master Song!"
Song Xuanhe paused, then turned to look at the person who came.
Lu Chao walked over quickly, and when he saw Song Xuan and Xiao Yuanmu beside him, he paused, then stepped up even more and said, "Song Shao, I have been calling you but I can't get through."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and did not speak.
Lu Chao was a little embarrassed, but continued: "I have been wanting to have dinner with you before and apologize for what happened last time, not only to you, but also to Mr. Xiao... but your phone has not been connected. I didn't get to you, so I didn't have a chance, but I finally met you this time, why don't you show me your face and let me treat you to a meal?"
Song Xuanhe raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him with a half-smile, but he still didn't speak.
Lu Chao's expression was slightly stiff, he didn't know whether it was anger or embarrassment, and his face was a little red. After a while, he turned his head stiffly to look at Xiao Yuan and said: "Mr. Xiao, I did what happened last time. No, I hope that your lord will not remember the villain's mistakes, and let me treat you and Mr. Song to a meal, so as to get rid of this trouble."
Song Xuanhe didn't expect that Lu Chao would save the country regardless of his face, but he obviously made the wrong idea, Xiao Yuanmu is not easy to talk about.
Sure enough, Xiao Yuanmu didn't even change his eyes, he acted as if there was nothing in front of him, and he didn't give Lu Chao a single glance.
After a few seconds without any response, Lu Chao's expression became even more embarrassing. However, for the sake of his parents and the family's business, he could only endure the humiliation and embarrassment, took a step back and bowed to Xiao Yuanmu until he bowed nine times. It took ten degrees to stop, and the voice was suppressed: "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, I'm ignorant, please forgive me."
Xiao Yuanmu and Song Xuanhe didn't open their mouths, and Guan Zhi beside him also thought it was fun, so he didn't leave, just stood with his chest folded and watched the show.
In the empty hotel lobby, one person bent down and bowed, and the three people on the opposite side stood as if they were watching a show, which soon attracted the attention of many passers-by, and there were small and muffled discussions in the originally quiet lobby.
Although he couldn't see the expressions of the passers-by, he didn't need to look at Lu Chao to know that they must be pointing. He gritted his teeth, and fisted his hands by his side, with humiliation and hatred that could not be concealed on his face.
"Mr. Xiao, Young Master Song?"
A young man in a long white cashmere coat came over, and was a little surprised to see this scene. He opened his eyes and said in a cautious tone: "This is... what happened?"
Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, he would meet Bai Mo here again, Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Yuanmu.
Just like facing Lu Chao just now, Xiao Yuanmu's expression didn't change at all, he didn't seem to know Bai Mo and didn't care why he appeared here.
But Bai Mo didn't seem to see his cold expression, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet you here. Before, Dad brought a batch of good wine, and I was going to send it to Young Master Song, but I remembered it later. I don't have your contact information, so I didn't send it off."
Song Xuanhe didn't seem to understand the meaning behind Bai Mo's words, and said with a light smile: "Bai Shao has a heart, but the wine is fine."
Bending all the time, the blood in Lu Chao's head gradually stagnated, and his ears turned red. However, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu didn't respond at all. He even chatted with others at this time, and he couldn't help but straighten his waist. , said: "Song Shao, actually I came to you to ask you for a favor."
This time, Song Xuanhe finally spoke. He looked at Lu Chao, whose face was flushed a little, and said casually, "What is your relationship with me? Why should I help you?"