Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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A group of adults gather for dinner and eat barbecue without drinking. The atmosphere that was a little more formal because of Song Xuanhe's arrival, gradually became warmer with a few glasses of wine.

A colleague saw that Xiao Yuanmu had been grilling meat and put all the copies in Song Xuan and the bowl, but he didn't eat one piece. He couldn't help but ridiculed: "Xiao Xiao and Mr. Song have a really good relationship."

Song Xuanhe had just swallowed a piece of meat. Hearing the words, he glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's face with a corner of the light, and found that his expression hadn't changed much, so he withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "Envy?"

Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe would reply, the man was quite flattered, and the crowded smiley face was close with a flattering: "The relationship between Xiao Song and Xiao Xiao is so good, of course we envy."

"Envy you to find a boyfriend or girlfriend, too." Song Xuanhe drank a drink and smiled lazily.

Seeing someone started talking, and Song Xuanhe was not as high as they thought, instead he was very approachable and joking. The others were bolder. After all, there were not many opportunities to deal with the company's prince, even if not. What impression was left on Song Xuanhe? It would be worthwhile to say a word.

As a result, the person in front fell silent, and someone later used the previous topic as an entry point, saying: "I don't see Xiao Xiao eating much, Xiao Song always doesn't feel distressed."

Song Xuan and Sui glanced at the man, the smile on their faces remained unchanged, but their tone of voice was under the pressure of identity: "I don't feel bad for you?"

The person's expression became stiff, and he didn't expect Song Xuan and his temper to change as soon as he changed his temper. He chuckled, "It's all because I'm the person who said nothing. I said the wrong thing. Punish myself for a cup! Hope Xiao Song will not be offended."

Before he picked up the wine glass, Song Xuanhe eased his tone and said with a smile: "What kind of wine is punished? You are right. Of course I feel bad.

After finishing speaking, he picked up a piece of meat from the bowl and handed it to Xiao Yuanmu's mouth, bending his eyes and said, "Ah-let's eat a piece, so that others will say that I don't feel bad about you."

The eyes of the people at the table gathered here, Xiao Yuanmu did not open his mouth, but looked at Song Xuanhe indifferently.

Song Xuanhe knew that Xiao Yuanmu would not eat, not only that, he would leave the table directly because of this. Then he would get angry because Xiao Yuanmu didn't give face, and then he would hold Xiao Yuanmu in front of everyone, and would be a tough man. Barbecue stuffed into his mouth.

Song Xuanhe was still waiting for Xiao Yuanmu to leave directly. He felt his chopsticks light and looked up, only to find that Xiao Yuanmu had eaten the piece of meat he handed to his mouth indifferently.

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

[I saw it.Ergou also does not understand, but this situation is not uncommon. After all, books are books, and reality is reality. The only constant in reality is change. There may always be some deviations, so its tone is very calm: [This This kind of thing is normal. Although Xiao Yuanmu is a character in the book, this world is a real world. Anything can lead to deviations. However, in order to conform to the actual situation, you don’t need to get angry with the plot. Just give him the barbecue, remember to use your hands.

Hearing Ergou's disapproval voice, Song Xuanhe also let go of his surprise. In fact, he is not easy to be surprised at ordinary times, but this is the first time Xiao Yuanmu has not followed the plot, which makes him feel very abrupt. , And this gave birth to a sense of strangeness.

It was as if the portrait, which was originally very single-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 dazed, and suddenly realized Xiao Yuanmu Not just a character in a novel, but a living, real person.

Xiao Yuanmu slowly chewed the meat in his mouth, and did not look away from Song Xuanhe for a moment. He looked into his eyes with the change in his expression completely, from the initial surprised expression that seemed to break his expectations. When he was clearly looking at his visual line but it seemed to penetrate the strange eyes he was looking at something else, and now, the jealousy that quickly crossed his eyes.

For just a few seconds, Song Xuanhe thought of something that made him more defensive against him.

In fact, when he saw Song Xuanhe in the orphanage, he felt that Song Xuanhe was extremely defensive against him. At that time, he thought of the difference between the two identities. He thought it was an illusion, but after living together , But let him confirm his intuition.

Moreover, through observation, he quickly discovered that Song Xuanhe seemed to be close to him, but he was only on the surface, but if he was guarded against him, sometimes he always appeared unguarded.

The only certainty is: Song Xuanhe doesn't really like him, even superficial, just like his appearance.

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

When Song Xuanhe recovered, he saw Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, had eaten the meat in his mouth, and swept his long and not thick eyelashes, Song Xuanhe burst into air, directly picked up the lettuce and wrapped a piece of pork belly again. Entering his mouth, the movement was smooth and rapid, and everyone watching was stunned.

Xiao Yuanmu took a piece of paper and erased 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 and said roundly: "It is said that Xiao Song never feels bad for Xiao Xiao, and that this piece of meat must be carefully brushed with the pork belly. How can it be distressed if it is not distressed."

As soon as these words came out, the others seemed to see the antidote to alleviate the embarrassment. They hurriedly agreed with you and I, ignorant of their conscience, and praised Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu as models of loving couples, even the words of giving birth to a son. All said it.

The atmosphere became lively again. Only the girl sitting in the corner did not say a word, lowered her head while typing and chatting with her mobile phone, and occasionally glanced at the direction of Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu, her eyes were also cold, and she did not blend into the atmosphere of the dinner party.

When other people saw it, they automatically ignored it. After all, everyone here knows that this girl has chased Xiao Yuanmu. When she was pulling Xiao Yuanmu to eat, she was also seen by President Xiao Song and directly declared sovereignty. At this time, she spoke, but it made the atmosphere. awkward.

At the end of the dinner, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang. No surprise, he received a call from Song's mother asking him to go back. After the morning entertainment news, the call finally broke the calmness that he indicated.

When they arrived at the old house, the house was brightly lit. Song Guochao and Song Mu were sitting in the living room. The former had a pale face, and the latter had a calm expression. Song Xuanlin also sat aside and talked with others. After seeing Song Xuanhe coming in, he hung up the phone.

Song Xuanhe just showed up, Song Guochao stood up, he grabbed the things on the coffee table and threw it at him, and at the same time shouted angrily: "Niezi!"

Song Xuanhe had seen his movements a long time ago, and took a dodge aside, but his movements were still a little slower, and the ashtray flying over his shoulders.

Song Muhuo, who had a calm expression, stood up and said anxiously: "Hebao! What are you doing! Looking for a woman outside and dare to show prestige to my son, is it true that my Li family is no one!"

Over the years, Song Guochao and his wife have long been close together. Song's mother has turned a blind eye to Song Guochao’s out-of-track incident from the fierce quarrel when she was young. As long as her two sons should have the interests and dignity, she didn’t bother to care about Song Guochao. For those things, even if he buys jewelry for a mansion for his first love, as long as it is not excessive, she will turn a blind eye.

However, Song Guochao actually dared to hurt her son in front of her, and she was still the youngest son who was afraid of falling when she was holding it in her hand since she was a child. When the ashtray hit him, she hit her on her own body. What was different, even made her feel more distressed.

Song Guochao was also anxious for a while. He just saw Song Xuan and Youzai Yuzai coming in, with a slouchy look, thinking that the woman he had just gotten a while ago climbed onto his son's bed. How could he not be anxious.

However, under the loud scolding of his wife, he also calmed down. There is no good thing for father and son to fight a woman out. He is not angry for a mistress, but for Song Xuan and the previous provocations to anger him. , Now he dares to challenge his authority, even Lao Tzu's woman dare to snatch, and if he let it go, it is possible that this evil obstacle will turn against him.

"I was not angry with him for being an actor." Song Guochao stared at Song Xuanhe with cold eyes, and said with a grimace: "Do you know what good your son has done? As soon as he entered the company, he blatantly pursued the male employees of the company. If the pursuit is not successful, he came hard, threatening him with his relatives. Now he is forcing them to live with him. If this continues, he will kill and set fire the next day!"

Song Xuanhe didn’t know how Song Guochao connected this incident to murder and arson, but even if the original owner’s hatred of Song Guochao is not to be mentioned, even he himself looks down on men like Song Guochao, so he stunned people. He didn’t stop at all: "Father don’t have to worry about that. You haven’t killed anyone and set fire. Although blue is better than blue, I’m not as passionate about women as you are. Drinking before was just a movie. It’s just for socializing. I can’t stop the catkins watching me sticking up. Maybe it’s because you are old and weak, and she wants to find someone else?"

"Don't worry, there are others without me. Don't say that I look down on her. Even if I look at her, isn't it because the water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields?"

Song Guochao’s emotions that had just calmed down were completely ignited by Song Xuanhe’s remarks. No matter what age, no man can bear to be questioned in his own way. What's more, the person who questioned him still robbed his woman’s son. It undoubtedly made him more angry.

"You unscrupulous seed!" Song Guochao raised his finger at Song Xuanhe, his fingers trembling with anger: "You get out now! I don't have a son like you! From now on, don't let me see you !"

Song Guochao prides himself on being an elegant and civilized person, and he has been dignified and superior for most of his life. There are almost no people who dare to challenge his identity and make him yell at him. Therefore, even if he is so angry now, he faints, and tossing over and over is "evil species" and "evil son". Two words, at most a few adjectives in front, sounded Song Xuan and the meaning of diminished.

"If you say you don't see it, you won't see." Song Xuanhe sneered, full of sarcasm: "It's not you who have the final say in this family."

Song Guochao was very angry with Song Xuanhe, but now he calmed down. His eyes on Song Xuanhe no longer have the tenderness of father and son, only disgust and anger are left. He naturally knows that he cannot drive Song Xuanhe away. Go out, but it is impossible for him to swallow this breath.