Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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The catkins stood by the terrace, looking at the precious flowers in the garden below, facing the cold of winter, with a stunned expression.

The winter night was very cold, but she only wore a long champagne silk dress with a smooth fabric, standing in the wind, her lazy curly hair was blown a little messy, and part of it fell on the thin and smooth shoulders. Part of it was flying with the cold wind, struggling.

Suddenly, there are footsteps from far to near.

The eyelashes of the catkins standing by the railing trembled slightly, and the hands placed on the railing slowly shrunk, and then tangled together, until the footsteps approached, she pulled her clasped hands away and turned her head sideways.

The incoming person turned against the light, her body was slender and her appearance was vague, her eyes were filled with surprise, and her tone was sweet: "Song Shao."

Song Xuanhe stopped and turned his eyes around the catkins. After seeing her wearing clothes that couldn't keep out the cold, he didn't show any expression, and nodded casually: "Hear Huang Cong say you are looking for me?"

"Yes." Willow catkin turned around, and put her hand on the railing, which had been frozen with a bit of cold, around her arm. She raised her head slightly, but her eyes dropped, revealing a fragile pale face and slender neck, gently Said: "I called you out today, but I actually wanted to apologize to you."

Keeping a distance of one and a half meters from the catkins, Song Xuanhe's eyes have a hint of interest, but he seems a little puzzled: "Apologize?"

"Well, I'm sorry."

Catkins raised her eyes, her eyes are very beautiful, round eyes, elongated tails, pure and charming, from the perspective of Song Xuanhe from top to bottom, she is a little fragile and innocent, and her eyelashes are light. A light tremor is very painful and affectionate.

Song Xuanhe is unmoved. Everyone in the entertainment industry is very good at using their looks to their advantage, and Catkins is no exception.

Moreover, he is a costume designer, and he has seen countless handsome men and beautiful women. It is difficult for ordinary people to impress him. In addition, costume shows basically need to decide the makeup of a model according to the costume and the scene of the show, and the makeup artist of the model Most of them have part-time jobs, so he is very familiar with all kinds of makeup.

For example, now, he saw catkins elongated and drooping eyeliner, which matched her eye shape very well, almost integrated, making her look pure and temperamental. All of these visual effects were caused by subtle makeup changes. to make.

Liu Xu wants to shake Song Xuanhe with her acting skills with makeup, but she really doesn't understand him.

Seeing such a boring trick, Song Xuan and his eyebrows showed a little impatience: "Apologize and explain the reason directly, don't hesitate."

Catkins held her arms and trembling hands paused, her eyes glistening at Song Xuanhe, who had a cold expression, then bit her lower lip and said: "Actually... Song Guochao Song's lover will go to your house to make trouble. , Also have my responsibility."

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.

After staying outside for a long time, the catkins was already shaking with the cold. Seeing that Song Xuan and Zhen really didn't pity Xiang Xiyu at all, they loosened the teeth on their lower lip a little bit, and clasped their arms tightly, saying: "At that time, I couldn't see Song The husband kept raising his first love without telling Mrs. Song and Li's family, and he was not even angry that he turned out to be a substitute for his first love, so he sent all the information he found to Zhang Xiuya..."

Seeing that there was no change in Song Xuan and his cold expression, the catkins let out a low cry and lowered her head and said: "I really didn't expect Zhang Xiuya to be pregnant, let alone she would give birth to other thoughts and go to Song Jianao, Everyone knows about this, I'm sorry..."

"Done?"

Catkins was taken aback, tears were already in his eyes when he looked up, and said: "I...Song Shao, can you forgive me?"

Song Xuanhe sneered: "Even if you ask someone to forgive it, it shouldn't be me. The real victims are Song Guochao and my mother. If you really regret it, you should go to them and apologize. If you finish talking, I will leave. "

"Song Shao."

Seeing Song Xuanhe really said to leave, Catkins had no time to worry about anything else, and quickly took his arm.

She anxiously said: "Song Shao, I can't find Mr. Song. At that time, I was too scared to hear about the Song family. I never dared to come forward and explain clearly. However, it didn't take long before Mr. Song found me. He is now I have been regarded as the culprit, and even have spoken out to block me, I have no way to go."

Song Xuanhe frowned and said, "So what do you want me to do?"

Liu Xu's eyes lit up, thinking that Song Xuanhe had finally compromised to help her, and quickly said: "I only need you to tell the company for me, as long as, just say you are my friend."

"Are we friends?" Song Xuanhe broke away from his hand. After Yu Guang saw the metallic luster flashing in the dark building on the opposite side, the corner of his mouth raised and said: "If I remember correctly, I and Liu Ying It's not a friend after that."

After all, Song Xuan, who knew that the catkins had achieved his purpose, raised his leg and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, he had just walked two steps, and a soft body was attached behind him, with a concave and convex body close to him, making his body instantly stiff, and he had already pushed the catkins to the ground when he recovered.

Liu Xu didn't expect Song Xuanhe not only not interested in her embrace, but also pushed her away so rudely. She knelt on the ground for a while and didn't react.

Song Xuanhe’s face was completely cold. Just now, the movements of the catkins reminded him of things a long time ago. The mood that originally wanted to cooperate with the performance disappeared in an instant. After coldly glanced at the catkins sitting on the ground, he went to his head. Turning and leaving without going back.

Ever since Song Xuanhe left, Huang Cong had been chatting with Xiao Yuanmu bitterly. After only ten minutes, he felt as if ten years had passed.

Xiao Yuanmu is really the hardest person Huang Cong has seen in so many years to please and find a common topic, not one of them.

In addition to the topic related to Song Xuanhe at the beginning, Xiao Yuanmu also teased a few words, and after looking at him with a chilling look behind his back, afterwards, no matter what he said, Xiao Yuanmu's expression remained No change, always indifferent and calm, occasionally speaking only one word or two words, so he doesn't know how to answer.

Huang Cong is best at observing words and looks. His usual slacking and bearding are based on the micro-expression of the flattering object in order to be so successful. However, this set is completely useless on Xiao Yuanmu, because his eyes are not at all Show a trace of emotion!

After the new year has passed, coupled with the particularity of his profession, Huang Cong has seen all kinds of people, many of whom are in high positions, but even if those people are less prestigious, they will always unintentionally show a lot of things. Minor emotional changes, so Huang Cong had always thought that under his observing skills, there is no one who can be happy, angry, and invisible.

Now that he saw Xiao Yuanmu, Huang Cong knew that he was sitting on the well to watch the sky, but he didn't want to gain insight at all, he just wanted to quickly leave this place where he had two battles.

However, even if he wanted to turn around and leave, he didn't dare to leave casually, so he could only pray in his heart for Song Xuan and return quickly.

I don’t know if God heard Huang Cong’s prayer. While he squeezed a smile to find a topic to talk to Xiao Yuanmu, while praying for Song Xuanhe ninety-ninth times in his heart, Song Xuanhe finally appeared. In his sight.

"Song Shao!" You are finally back!

The coldness on Song Xuanhe's face hadn't faded yet, when he suddenly saw Huang Cong's exaggerated expression as if he had seen the savior, the foot he had just raised was put down again, vaguely meaning to change direction.

Huang Cong took three steps and took two steps. Even his eager and exaggerated actions might reveal that he was reluctant to stay with Xiao Yuanmu for a long time and offended others. He ignored him. He grabbed Song Xuanhe who wanted to turn around and said excitedly: "You I finally came back. Mr. Xiao and I were very worried about you just now. You don't know that the entertainment industry is complicated and sinister. Sometimes a few words will become the subject of conversation. We are especially afraid that you may say something wrong or be calculated."

Song Xuanhe is not used to being touched by others for the time being. At the moment when Huang Cong caught him, his soothing brows wrinkled again, and he pulled out his hand, saying: "If you have something to say, don't use your hands. ."

Huang Cong said with a smile, "I was too excited and worried about you just now."

Song Xuanhe glanced at Huang Cong, staggered him and walked to Xiao Yuanmu's side, and asked, "What did you talk about just now." Scared him like that?

"Nothing." Xiao Yuanmu glanced across Song Xuanhe's slightly tight jaw, his broad palm grabbed his hand on his side, tightened his strength as he struggled, and said calmly: "Since the matter is over, Let's go back."

Song Xuanhe couldn't get rid of Xiao Yuanmu's elbows, his slightly taut jaw tightened, and his voice became colder: "Let go."

Huang Cong, who was just about to take the call, saw the tension in his eyes instantly, swallowed the words in his mouth, took a step back and said haha, "I suddenly remembered that King Xue just came to me for a chat, since Song Shao is here. , I'll pass first."

After speaking, he took a breath and glanced at the two people who didn't even give him a trace of light, then turned and left in relief.

"Your hands are a bit cold." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly: "It's shaking."

Song Xuan was taken aback, his struggling movements stopped for a while, and he said, "The terrace is too cold."

Xiao Yuanmu looked at his thick and low eyelashes, a dim light flashed across his eyes, and his voice was much lighter: "I'll cover it for you."

Hearing this, Song Xuanhe pursed his lips and stopped struggling.

Early the next morning, Song Xuanhe was awakened again by the continuous ringing of the cell phone.

He frowned and rubbed his messy hair to make it messy. After looking at the phone call reminder, he lay back on the bed again, slowly straightened his arms and legs, closed his curled eyelashes, and fell asleep with the phone ringing. I had a comeback.

When Song Xuanhe got up completely, there were already more than 20 missed calls on the phone, all from Song Guochao. He laughed and threw the phone on the bed, turned around, and took a shower to change his clothes. Just go downstairs.

This morning’s breakfast was spaghetti. I have to say that Xiao Yuanmu’s seafood spaghetti is also a must. He will get up on time in bed just for this bowl of pasta.

When I went downstairs, the pasta was already on the table, and the TV in the living room was on, but Xiao Yuanmu was not seen.

Song Xuan and looking around didn't find anyone. Some hesitated to walk to the restaurant, they saw Xiao Yuanmu coming out of the balcony with a mobile phone.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him and said lightly: "Let’s have breakfast."

Song Xuanhe nodded. He didn't expect Xiao Yuanmu to be on the phone so early in the morning. He turned around and suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up: "Who did you call just now? Was it the last time Yang Jie? Last time I heard that he seemed to have registered the company, is he looking for you to quit?"

Xiao Yuanmu paused, turned his head and asked him: "Do you really want me to quit?"

"I shall..."

Before Song Xuanhe finished speaking, he listened to his cold voice again: "Then break up with me?"

The expression on Song Xuanhe's face was suspiciously stiff for a second, and then he turned his stiffness into surprise, with Oscar-level anger and disbelief: "Why do you think so!"

"I think you want to quit your job and break up with me!" Song Xuanhe slapped in time: "If you didn't think so, how could you say that? What you said proves that you thought so."

After finishing all the logically unreasonable strong words, Song Xuanhe suppressed the corners of his mouth which felt that he was witty and raised slightly, and looked at Xiao Yuanmu with suspicion in his eyes.

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows, moved his chin slightly, and pointed in the direction of the living room.

Song Xuanhe watched in the direction of his chin. The morning entertainment news was being broadcast on TV. The host of the entertainment news was a young girl. She was surprised and said in an exaggerated and lively tone: "The latest morning entertainment According to the newspaper, Liu Yinghou secretly met Xiaoxianrou late at night. It is said that Xiaoxianrou is not an insider. An insider revealed that Xiaoxianrou is the rich second generation of a large family, and his looks and body are very good. For a period of time, this time the photo was exposed, but there were traces of it. I don’t know if it means that something good is coming for Empress Liu Ying! Liu Xufang has not responded yet, we will follow up and report."

Song Xuanhe:...

"You get up in the morning to watch the entertainment news?" Song Xuanhe looked at Xiang Xiao Yuanmu's eyes with condemnation, "Entertainment news is fake, and most of the photos are synthesized."

As soon as Song Xuanhe spoke, a few photos appeared on the big TV screen in the anchor room. A catkin pulled a tall young man, and a catkin hugged the young man from behind. The young man's face was hit. Code, but as long as anyone who attended the banquet yesterday, they would recognize that it was Song Xuanhe.

Xiao Yuanmu's gaze turned to Song Xuanhe's face, as if he was watching what he had to explain.

Song Xuanhe's expression was very surprised, with a hint of anger: "I said that what she did yesterday pulled and hugged me, so it turned out to be such a frame of me!"

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were cold and he couldn't see any emotions and asked, "You didn't know before?"

"No..." Song Xuanhe turned a corner when he reached his lips: "Knowing a little bit, she wants to solve her current plight of being hidden in the snow by fighting Song Guochao with me. I happen to be at odds with Song Guochao, so I want to follow suit. What she meant was disgusting Song Guochao, she did not expect her to be so bold."

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him for a long time and asked, "You don't like catkins."

Song Xuanhe answered categorically, "Of course I don't like it."

"Then who do you like?" Xiao Yuanmu asked again the next second he answered.

"Anyone..." Xiao Yuanmu just picked it up too quickly, making him almost fall into the trap, even though Song Xuan who braked and his eyes rolled, said: "I like whoever I am with."

Knowing that Song Xuanhe didn't tell the truth, but Xiao Yuanmu, who didn't care much about his truth, wasn't angry either. On the contrary, he twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw the cunning that couldn't be suppressed by the end of his eyes, and stopped pursuing the topic: Let's eat."

On the way to the company, Song Xuanhe’s cell phone kept ringing. He drove without squint, and did not seem to hear the ringtone. Xiao Yuanmu, who was sitting on the side, also looked out the window thoughtfully, not to Song Xuanhe. Interested in the constant ringing of mobile phones since I got in the car.

Yang Jie is now helping him solve the mergers and acquisitions of several companies that have very bad prospects but will definitely develop in the future. The mergers and acquisitions are carried out smoothly. He has also found another assistant, Louis, who has excellent work ability in the previous life, and let him Helping to manage the upcoming industries abroad.

Everything is going very smoothly. If you follow it, the company will be on the right track within three months. At that time, he will have to leave here.

Leaving China and going to the United States was a plan he had made after his rebirth. Starting from receiving the first lottery ticket, which was larger than the money he received in his previous life, everything he was going to do was proceeding step by step in accordance with the plan, whether it was from policy or In the future, against the considerations of the Xiao family, Hua Guo has never been the starting point of his planned company base business development. Leaving Hua Guo is an essential step for him.

He never thought that he would be held back by anything or anyone. In fact, Song Xuanhe wouldn't change his mind, but he didn't know why. He couldn't hear Song Xuanhe's casual sentence when he thought of eating in the future. It's delicious, and his desire to cook for himself has been reduced a lot.

This is only a small matter, but for Xiao Yuanmu, who has never wavered for outsiders, it is something that can make him wary and think deeply.

The phone's ringtone rang again. This time the ringtone was different from before. Xiao Yuanmu retracted his thoughts and turned to look at Song Xuanhe who was speaking into the Bluetooth headset.

I don’t know what was said over there. Although Song Xuan and the corners of his mouth were smiling, their expressions were a bit cold. The fingers on Xiao Yuanmu’s legs moved. This was the first time he saw Song Xuan and his face. To such an exposed feeling of rejection and disgust.

Therefore, when Song Xuanhe hung up, Xiao Yuanmu rarely asked curiously: "Who?"

The coldness on Song Xuanhe's face did not fade, and said, "Catkins."

Xiao Yuanmu looked away, thoughtful.Before yesterday, Song Xuanhe did not have this expression when he mentioned the catkins. Even when Huang Cong reminded him what the catkins were going to do, he also said something for the catkins. What happened last night would make Song Xuanhe's attitude overnight. The change is so big.

Unable to help, Xiao Yuanmu remembered Song Xuanhe's tight expression when he returned from the terrace and his repulsive actions when facing others.

This kind of sudden rejection and mood swings, so he said that he refused to touch others because he was in a bad mood. It was more like... when he encountered something, or suddenly encountered a scene that he didn’t want to recall again. Stress response.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened slightly, and he refused the stress response of physical contact, which usually occurred after being physically touched and psychologically injured...

The car slowly drove into the parking lot. Song Xuanhe's hand was placed on the handbrake when parking. Xiao Yuanmu inadvertently stretched out his hand and brushed it over. Song Xuanhe didn't respond, but gave him a strange look.

Xiao Yuanmu untied his seat belt with a calm expression. Generally, people who are really stressed can hardly control their emotions, and it will be difficult for them to ease their emotions for a while. However, Song Xuanhe has remained calm last night, even if it is. He was also very restrained when he refused to be touched by others. It can be seen that although the injuries he received before had an impact on him, the impact was not significant.

As he waited for the elevator, Xiao Yuanmu looked down and thought that perhaps Song Xuanhe's stress response was the reason why he had never really had close contact with him in any lifetime.

Song Xuanhe didn't know what Xiao Yuanmu was thinking, and he didn't know what Xiao Yuanmu was thinking about. Xiao Yuanmu had already found the reason for him not to touch him. If he knew, he would definitely recognize it immediately and be completely safe. The heart of the boss.

The elevator door of the high-rise elevator opened, and the assistant to the president's office who was about to walk out saw Song Xuanhe's eyes widened and quickly said, "Second young master, you are here!"

After speaking, he realized that his voice was a little excited. He glanced at the other employees waiting for the elevator at the opposite party. The assistant lowered his voice and invited Song Xuanhe into the elevator. Then he said: "The president is waiting for you in the office. Take a detour to the president's office. Don't be caught by President Song. He came to the company this morning and went straight to your office. It is definitely not a trivial matter to be aggressive."

"What is my brother looking for?" Song Xuanhe leaned on the elevator with her chest in her arms and said casually.

"It's not a matter of entertainment news today."

Song Xuanlin's assistant, like Song Xuanhe's assistant Zhang Chao, was a life assistant who grew up with them since they were young, so they knew better than others about their parents.

"You are not at home. In the morning Song Dong said you were fooling around after reading the news." The assistant said, "Don't bump into Mr. Song Mucang's mouth after a while. He can be regarded as arrogant. One breath can only teach you the past."

Song Xuan and smirked at him, and asked, "That's how you arrange President Song."

The assistant smiled. He is Song Xuanlin’s life assistant, and he is naturally familiar with Song Xuanhe. Hearing him say this, he knows that he is just joking, but he still has to say the business: "At this time Song Dong is not just asking you for trouble. For his private affairs, you can now hold 20% of his and his wife’s shares in your hand. The scandal between you and the catkins broke out. Even Song Dong was a little angry. He might take this matter. Back to the shares, in short, you'd better not conflict with him."

"Is the shares cabbage?" Song Xuanhe smiled disapprovingly: "If you want to transfer it, you will transfer it, and you will change the holder every few months?"

The assistant also knows that this is unlikely, but the shares in the hands of Young Master Song, who has no intention of inheriting the company, and Song Guochao, who is ambitious about the company, have a completely different impact on Song Xuanlin. He is Song Xuanlin’s person, so naturally. Consider more.

Song Xuanhe naturally knew what the assistant was thinking, but he wouldn't reveal it. At this time the elevator door opened and he lifted his chin: "Lead the way."

The assistant nodded quickly, raised his leg and took a step forward. After making sure that there was no one around, he told Song Xuanhe again: "I'll open the way in front and take you around several departments to the president's office, but Mr. Song is on this floor. Waiting to catch you, so if you see Mr. Song, go first by yourself and leave me alone."

Song Xuanhe sneered: "Do you treat yourself as a spy?"

The assistant turned his head and wanted to tell Song Xuanhe that this matter was really serious. However, before he even spoke, he saw Song Xuanhe standing upright, raising his eyebrows and saying, "You don’t need to open the way, Mr. Song has already found him. Up."