Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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After the pool party, the relationship between Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu became a little more subtle.

The two live under the same roof and work in the same company. They usually look up and see when they lower their heads. They are also lovers outside, but after meeting, Song Xuanhe's attitude is always cold and light, while Xiao Yuanmu is not like before. Indifferent, although there are still not many words, but every day at noon and after get off work in the afternoon, they will stand at the door of the company with a pale expression, like a silent oath of sovereignty.

Such an attitude that was neither diligent nor indifferent made Song Xuanhe somewhat powerless.

When it was time for dinner again, Song Xuanhe kicked his stool a little irritably, and the assistant who had just reported to him was shocked, thinking that there was something wrong with the report just now, and he quickly turned around and said, "Mr. Song, are you right about this plan? Dissatisfied, if you feel bad, I will ask them to meet again now."

Song Xuan was taken aback for a moment, suddenly there was a smile on his face, he hooked his fingers, and said to the assistant: "Yes, immediately convene a meeting, in the small conference room, by the way, the lunch will be arranged according to the number of people."

The assistant nodded repeatedly, and left the office busy.

Song Xuanhe pressed the inside line and told the secretary to go down and tell Xiao Yuanmu that he could not eat together for a meeting. Looking at the empty office, he suddenly felt that he was particularly wise.

It was half past one after the meeting, and the phone was muted because of the meeting. As soon as he entered the office, Song Xuanhe found that there were two missed calls on it, one by Xiao Yuanmu and one unremarked number.

He skipped Xiao Yuanmu's name and directly called the number number back.

It was quickly connected over there, and it was the business to speak: "Mr. Song, the person you let us stare at has already taken action. She recently went to the Bauhinia Villa and seemed to meet that person."

Song Xuanhe lifted his lips, and was in a better mood, saying, "Watch carefully."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xuanhe heard someone knock on the door. He was in a good mood and let people come in.

It's just that after seeing the people coming, his good mood is not so good.

"Xuan and brother."

Song Jiani with red eye circles pushed in. She bit her lower lip. The makeup on her face was light, not the usual charming and gorgeous, showing a bit pitiful.

"Are you really going to treat me this way for a man?" Song Jiani's tears fell, and she walked to Song Xuanhe's desk and choked up: "I just want Lu Chao to teach him a lesson. Obviously, we grew up together, and I stayed with you from childhood to most of the time. If you and that bastard know you, will you fire me for him?"

Song Xuanhe frowned, and said sternly: "You should know that you will be fired only if you make a mistake in your work. This has nothing to do with Xiao Yuanmu."

"Why it doesn't matter!" Song Jiani was shaking, not knowing whether she was crying or angry. She bypassed the office desk, walked to Song Xuanhe, and questioned: "I did something wrong before you just told me how Sentence, and before Xiao Yuanmu came, you had never been so indifferent to me, let alone dismissed me. It was all because of him. Do you like him so much! Because he hates me?"

Song Xuan and his toes point a little bit, pushing the chair back a little, the smell of her perfume pierced his nose uncomfortable, and his voice became impatient under irritability: "I have always hated you, it has nothing to do with Xiao Yuanmu, and since Don't stay with the public after you resign..."

"I do not believe!"

Song Jiani leaped forward and sat directly on Song Xuanhe's lap. Before he could push it away, she grabbed his neck, pressing proudly softly against his chest, and her red lips followed.

Song Xuanhe turned his head to avoid it, and his subordinates pushed Song Jiani down without mercy. Then, after a pause, they saw the person who opened the door.

Song Jiani also saw Xiao Yuanmu, and noticed that Song Xuanhe’s movements stopped. She smiled triumphantly, hugged Song Xuanhe tighter, and looked up at him: "This is the general manager’s office. Wherever you want to open the door? Not going out yet?"

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes seemed to be smashed, his gaze shifted from Song Jiani's face to Song Xuanhe's face, and then he said quietly, "What's the matter?"

Before Song Xuanhe could speak, Song Jiani sneered, with a soft and contemptuous tone: "What do you think you are, but it's just a petty lover. You dare to ask me about Xuan and brother. There is a beautiful face. His face hooks a man and sells fart stock, which is in line with your humble background."

Xiao Yuanmu's expression became colder and colder, and his lips tightened. His eyes were cold and cold, and his eyes seemed to be condensed with a storm. His eyes were definitely fixed on Song Xuanhe, without moving a bit.

He asked again: "What's the matter?"

Song Xuan and frowned slightly, feeling that Xiao Yuanmu's expression was very wrong at this time, and his whole body was full of hostility, as if he would be separated from Song Jiani's "rapist, husband, adulterer, and wife" in the next second and then killed. , Perhaps the kind of corpse.

Sure enough, seeing Song Xuanhe didn’t speak, Xiao Yuanmu walked over. He pulled Song Jiani away and fell to the ground. Then he pulled Song Xuanhe up and his eyes fell on the lipstick on his face. The light faded, cold and bitter.

"You dare to push me!"

Song Jiani didn't expect Xiao Yuanmu to really dare to move her. She got up and walked towards Xiao Yuanmu with her teeth and claws before she had time to arrange her dress, raising her hand to give him a slap.

Then her hand was in the air, unable to move anymore. She looked at Song Xuanhe's eyes, her eyes flushed, and her expression was aggrieved.

Song Xuanhe was too lazy to care about Song Jiani's thoughts, and said directly to her: "Get out, right now.\"

Song Jiani clenched her lower lip, gave Xiao Yuanmu a fierce look, and turned to leave.

Song Xuanhe turned his gaze back to Xiao Yuanmu, he tried his best to maintain a plain expression, and said, "Are you coming to see me?"

Just now Song Xuanhe's maintenance caused the coldness in Xiao Yuanmu's eyes to dissipate a little. Hearing his question, he took his gaze away from the lip print on his face, pulled a piece of paper to him, and said: "wipe it up."

Song Xuanhe was a little inexplicable. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo before discovering the lip prints. He subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's expression. Seeing that his expression was cold, he did not have the desire for wind and rain to come, so he relaxed a little bit on his lips. The print was wiped clean.

Xiao Yuanmu put the bag in his hand on the desk and said lightly: "I heard that you had a meeting at noon, so I brought you something to eat."

Song Xuanhe opened it and found that it was his favorite dim sum store. The nearest branch of that store was a 20-minute drive from here, and it didn’t deliver food. You don’t have to think about it and know that Xiao Yuanmu went out at noon. bought.

"Thank you."

Song Xuanhe had a guilty conscience, took out a box and opened it, "Do you want to eat?"

"No need to.\"

It was not early, and it was about to work in the afternoon. Xiao Yuanmu put down his snacks and left with equipment. From the office desk to the gate, he deliberately walked a bit slower than usual, but until he opened the gate, I didn't hear any extra sound from behind.