At nine o'clock in the morning, Song Xuanhe went downstairs under the clock, but unexpectedly saw Xiao Yuanmu in the living room.
At this time of summer, when the sun is shining brightly, the overwhelming sunlight pours down from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the courtyard, illuminating the whole living room brightly and spaciously, and dissolving the coldness around the young man on the sofa. He looked up from the book At that time, the sunlight from the side will be dotted with his eyes, which are so beautiful that people can't help but breathe lightly.
Xiao Yuanmu looked at Song Xuanhe who was standing on the steps, seeing him staring at this side in a daze, the fingertips pressing on the page couldn't help trembling slightly, then turned his face away, suppressing the cold light in his eyes.
Because of this face, like Song Xuanhe's eyes, he has seen it too much since he was a child, and he knows what's in it, it's nothing more than obsession, amazement, or some disgusting desire.
What's more, he has no one to rely on, no father and no mother, which is a very manipulable identity, which can attract those who show this kind of gaze, almost without any scruples, to attack him, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes are cold - but, Those people all paid a painful price in the end.
I don't know what Song Xuanhe will do for this, and he may be able to use this to get something that can defeat the Song family.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanmu lightly rubbed the pages of the book with his index finger, glanced over the middle section, stopped on the word "Destroy" for two seconds, and then closed the whole book.
Song Xuanhe licked his lips, saw Xiao Yuanmu closed the book and read it again, his hand gripping the handrail of the stairs tightened without a trace, and then he had nothing to say: "Why are you still here at this time?"
Xiao Yuanmu looked at him quietly, and his eyes fell on his slightly guilty and evasive face, which was definitely not related to desire. There was a trace of surprise in his heart, and he said calmly: "Yesterday you asked me to wait for you to go to work together."
Song Xuanhe was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he had indeed said that when they just came out of the supermarket in the villa area, they happened to meet the patrolling guards. The guards here usually remember the owners here. Even if they can't remember, most of them With a pair of sharp eyes, you can guess whether it is a visitor or an outsider just by looking at the clothes.
At that time, he answered the phone and asked Xiao Yuanmu to go out first. Unexpectedly, when he came out, he was stopped by the guards for interrogation. After he went up to relieve the siege, he thought that he might have to be interrogated when he came out in the morning, so he said: Tomorrow I will take you to work.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuanmu would really be waiting for him here.
"Then let's go."
When Song Xuanhe drove Xiao Yuanmu past the guard room, he deliberately lowered the car window so that the guards inside could see Xiao Yuanmu's face, and said, "This is my roommate, let you recognize his face."
The guard who stopped Xiao Yuanmu yesterday was also there, upon hearing this, he quickly apologized again, and then respectfully sent them away.
At the entrance of the company, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu walked in side by side under the gaze of dozens of people.
One in front of the other, the two walked to the two adjacent elevators without squinting. One was the high-rise elevator standing on the left, and the other was the ordinary employee elevator standing on the right. They were clearly separated, and there was no communication until the elevator got off.
As soon as Song Xuanhe stepped into the empty elevator, a charming-looking woman followed him in. He was surprised, and saw the eye contact between the beauty and Xiao Yuanmu.
It should be said that it was this girl who exudes a charming aura in every move that provoked Xiao Yuanmu unilaterally. Xiao Yuanmu didn't even give her a look, and just followed the crowd into the elevator on his own.
"Xuanhe brother!" The beauty pouted, hugged his arm, and said with aggrieved expression, "You little lover dare to ignore me! You want to make the decision for me!"
The beauty turned three times in one sentence, and the coquettish ending made Song Xuanhe's arms tremble. If a few more hairpins were inserted on her head, the sense of being in the scene of the ancient harem fighting for favor would be even stronger.
"Jiani." Song Xuanhe pulled out his hand that was being hugged, held back the twitching corners of his mouth, and forced a smile: "Why are you here?"
In just a moment, Song Xuanhe found the memory of Song Jiani in his memory. Although Song Jiani was also surnamed Song, Song Jiani and Song Xuanhe were not related by blood. She was the daughter of Song Xuanhe and his mother's best friend.
Song Jiani and Song Xuan and their childhood sweethearts have similar family backgrounds. Because they liked Song Xuanhe since they were young, they didn't go to their own company after graduation. Instead, they followed him to Song's. Deyue, but he didn't expect that Song Xuanhe would fall in love with Xiao Yuanmu on the first day he joined the company.
Song Jiani was jealous and unwilling, so she spread rumors about Xiao Yuanmu everywhere, and tried her best to trouble Xiao Yuanmu. Xiao Yuanmu had a miserable life in the company, and Song Jiani contributed a lot.
Of course, Song Jiani will not end well in the future.
Although the two ended up miserable, Song Xuanhe did not feel any sympathy for Song Jiani, but took a step back, because this delicate little girl will break Song Xuanhe's life due to love and hatred in the future Song Xuanhe felt a dull pain in his lower body just by seeing her.
However, Song Xuanhe's indifference caused Song Jiani to misunderstand her. Her eyes turned red as she spoke, and she choked up and said, "Brother Xuanhe, why have you been so indifferent to me recently? Do you really like that male vixen?"
Song Xuanhe was speechless for a while, and raised his eyes to look at the number displayed above. He didn't dare to offend Xiao Yuanmu, but he had no scruples about Song Jiani. He said directly: "I wouldn't like you even without Xiao Yuanmu. You just say, don’t go to trouble him, or you will bear the consequences.”
After sending the reminder, he stepped out the first time the elevator door opened, leaving Song Jiani looking down at the closed elevator door.
As the prince of the airborne marketing department, Song Xuanhe's daily work is very simple. Apart from adjudicating various planning and publicity plans, there is nothing he needs to do in person.
Things to be dealt with in the morning. Last night, after working for an hour in the afternoon, Song Xuanhe felt bored. He walked to the sofa next to him and sat down. He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Xiao Yuanmu when he was in the car.
There was silence in the car at that time, Xiao Yuanmu suddenly spoke, his voice was very weak: "Why do you like me?"
Song Xuan and Rulin are enemies, because he doesn't know why the original owner fell in love with Xiao Yuanmu. If he had to find a reason, then Xiao Yuanmu's looks are too outstanding, but can he say that
So he racked his brains and found a reason that he couldn't ask in detail: "It's love at first sight."
After speaking, he looked at Xiao Yuanmu's expression carefully from the corner of his eye.
There was no fluctuation on Xiao Yuanmu's face. He quietly looked at the traffic in front of him. After a long time, he let out a chuckle, but there was no smile on his face. He said softly, "Because of my face?"
Song Xuanhe quickly withdrew his gaze, and did not respond with a sense of crisis.
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, with an unpredictable expression: "If I tell you, as long as you don't bother me from today, then I can pretend that nothing happened before. If you disagree, you will be at your own risk. How to do?"
Song Xuanhe swallowed secretly, he thought very much of agreeing to Xiao Yuanmu, and even wanted to say that today is not necessary, and it would be best for us to stay away from each other from this moment on.
But he can't.
Moreover, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu's attitude towards him was not as disgusting as he was towards the original owner in the book, but he didn't know if this paragraph was not written or appeared in the book, or This passage actually happened, but it was not written.
However, regardless of the former or the latter, he can only have one answer, and he is destined to offend the future boss.
Song Xuanhe was a little frustrated, he didn't dare to look at Xiao Yuanmu, he looked straight ahead and said, "I don't agree?"
Xiao Yuan Mu Youyou looked at him, there was no anger or hatred on his face, his cold eyes were very clear, but his tone was unpredictable: "Since this is the case, no matter what happens in the future, you have no room for regret. "
Recalling Xiao Yuanmu's expression in the morning, Song Xuan and the nimbly turning pen between his fingers stopped suddenly. His eyebrows were a little irritable, so he simply threw the pen on another sofa and picked up the mobile phone that was put aside. After playing for a while, he changed to the lying position again, while scrolling through the news on the mobile phone, while crossing Erlang's legs, it was very comfortable.
The original owner has a lot of friends. It has only been ten days since he passed through, and this phone has received at least dozens of invitations, including ordinary dinners, themed parties, and even invitations to fly to Australia to gamble. Listen to the tone over there, This is not the first time, it can be seen that the original owner is not very restrained in playing.
In fact, Song Xuanhe didn't have any scruples when playing, and every day he felt suffocated when he acted against a Xiao Yuanmu who would try his best to kill him in the future, but this was not his world after all, and he didn't know what those people were like, let alone The original owner will have such a miserable life later, his cronies and dog friends who have made troubles are absolutely indispensable, and there is no harm in avoiding them earlier.
Song Xuanhe slid his phone casually, and suddenly another message came, his eyes lit up, although he was quickly pushed down by other messages, he still found it quickly.
*****: The information of the person you want me to check has been sent to your mailbox. There is someone protecting that woman behind her. It took a lot of effort to find the things you asked for. Remember to add money.
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and typed quickly with his fingers.
Lao Tzu is the most handsome man in the world: So fast
*****: If you have more money, it will be faster. I have given you the account number. Please show me the screenshot of the transfer.
After Song Xuanhe opened the mailbox and saw that it was indeed the information he wanted, he paid the money very readily, and then sent a screenshot.
*****: Thank you for your patronage, welcome to visit next time.
After logging out of WeChat, Song Xuanhe opened the mailbox, and saw a pure-looking woman with no age at all, and smiled with her lips curled up.
Thinking of him, Young Master Song, who is chic (acting) unrestrained (sky) and self-styled (ground), when did he live such a miserable life? Xiao Yuanmu had to bear it for his own life, but the others were jumping around If he is a big person, he has nothing to worry about using it to vent his fire.