Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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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 two of them had different goals, the result was the same—that is, when Song Xuanhe went downstairs, they saw the cold face that Xiao Yuanmu hadn't seen for a long time.

Although Xiao Yuanmu usually looks indifferent, but he is also calm. Coupled with this time of getting along, although it is not very close, but after separation, he will at least say hello to each other, and sometimes even Xiao Yuanmu will catch him on a whim. Hold your hand.

However, when Song Xuanhe sat next to Xiao Yuanmu at noon, he just glanced at him faintly. 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 stand up and stay in the room as soon as he goes up and refuse to leave. Mr. Wei and my mother are not allowed to leave. Mr. Wei is not good at driving people, so we can only wait there."

Song Xuan met with him and found the reason for Xiao Yuanmu's unhappiness, and then found the result of picking himself cleanly. Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanmu's expression did not change, but his sight Anyhow, it fell on him.

"He has a good idea." Song Xuanhe didn't have the guilty feeling of saying bad things about other people behind his back, and the other person was still his physical father, and continued: "Sure enough, they made a high-profile debut with the Wei family. You just saw it. Others look at him differently. It is estimated that in a few days his friends who ignore him will ask him to play together again."

Song Xuan and this passage are not polite, but they are facts.

Just now when they followed the highly respected elders downstairs, the guests they saw greeted with smiles on their faces, but they turned their heads to speculate. Not long after Song Guochao sat down in his place, Song Xuanhe saw him. Several people at the table talked to him.

"Isn't it because of the Weichen?" When Xiao Yuanmu said this, his eyes narrowed slightly, his peachy eyes rose slightly with the drooping eyelashes, and the end of his eyes curled slightly. He was only taller than Song Xuanhe when he was sitting. After a while, Song Xuanhe couldn't see his expression clearly, but realized the key to his unhappiness.

"Of course not." Song Xuanhe replied categorically: "Neither I have seen him a few times. He kept me for what he did.

No matter why Xiao Yuanmu asked this sentence, Song Xuan and Beating to Death could not admit that he had a good relationship with the future suitor of the big brother. Besides, his relationship with Weichen was originally just a stranger who had met several times. .

Probably it was Song Xuanhe who answered without hesitation and too firm, Xiao Yuanmu's face was cold, and he didn't even know why, but he gave an unclear chuck.

Song Xuan and Intuition must have something in it that he didn't know, so they asked the system in their minds: [What happened to Xiao Yuanmu downstairs when I was away just now.

The system said: [I don’t know, big brother, after the key plot is over, you are a dispensable character for the big guy and the whole book, so my full view of the big guy’s whereabouts dynamic function has been reduced. If you are not in the fixed range, I can’t see what happened to him.

[You are so useful.Song Xuanhe has long been accustomed to the attributes that two shit uses are not used, so I don't need to ask more about it.

There is a table about two steps above the ground in front of the main table of the birthday banquet. At this time, the Wei family is speaking on it. It looks like it should be the father of Weichen who has not appeared before.

Probably due to professional reasons, Mr. Wei, who was a young soldier in the army, gave a very neat speech. In a few words, he thanked the guests present to celebrate the birthday, and then announced the start of the birthday banquet.

One of the most indispensable parts of a large-scale Chinese banquet is toast. Not long after the dishes were served, the banquet hall was intertwined, and people stood up and walked around at each table. If you want to talk to someone you know or want to know, Son, apart from sitting at the main table of Mr. Wei and a few old people, only Song Xuan and their end table with more young people were quieter.

Song Xuanhe was very satisfied. At first he heard that Mr. Wei had invited a chef from the Imperial Kitchen to his birthday banquet. He was very interested when he was a chef who had been invited to state banquets for three generations. Negative reputation.

Most of the people sitting at this table are Wei Junior’s friends, and some of them are the second generation of Weichen and his circle who have made friends with him. They have never seen Song Xuanhe before, but they also know that this is the last table. , But the people sitting are actually those who are unwilling to be next to their elders and have a strong relationship with the guard.

A table is full of acquaintances, and suddenly there are two strange faces, and naturally some people are curious.

Song Xuanhe didn’t mean to talk to them since they sat down. They just ate quietly after they were served, and they didn’t give any other people the light of their eyes. So someone couldn’t bear to speak, "Song Shao, listen. Said that you have a good relationship with the minister, but the few of us have not seen you very much, or else we will gather together and have a meal together."

Song Xuanhe had just come here with Weichen. Naturally, he discovered that this table that was not full of people was a friend of Weichen. It was for this reason that he did not speak much, lest Xiao Yuanmu think he and Wei The minister is so familiar that he can even mix his circle of friends.

Hearing someone talking to him at this time, Song Xuanhe bent his eyes, and cleaned up his relationship with Weichen in one sentence: "I'm not very familiar with it. I can't say it is good, but I went to a banquet suddenly and didn't sit at other tables. Sit here when I'm waiting."

The speaker obviously did not expect Song Xuanhe to answer this way. The others were also a little surprised. It was not that they were arrogant, but that the people who saw them would at least not show a sense of unwillingness even if they did not deliberately please. The appearance of their glued relationship.

Although Song Xuanhe had a smile on his face and his words were not unpleasant, but the words between the lines did not want to have a deep friendship with Weichen and their meaning was very clear. These are all high-spirited temperaments, and it is rare to put down their bodies. Talking to people and being directly expressed that they don't want to be involved, they don't bother to speak even if they want to say anything.

Song Xuan was happy and quiet. Except for him and Xiao Yuanmu, there were not a few people on the table to eat. One chewed slowly and the other ate slowly. The two of them ate a table of dishes without anyone else, and ate every dish. But the table etiquette couldn't find the slightest mistake, and 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 long before the toasting army finally got to them.

Most of the people who will come here to toast are for a few second-generation young people. Although Song Xuan and his family are also good, but since ancient times, earning money is not as powerful as that of the powerful, so at this table, it is really No one specifically looked for him. Even if someone didn't want to be too obvious, he would respectfully come down at the table, Song Xuanhe would only refuse him because he had just taken the cold medicine. In this way, fewer people would look for him and Xiao Yuanmu. Up.

The toasters followed one after another. Song Xuanhe was not disturbed at all until a young man who came to toast complained: "I just went to the main table with my dad to toast. I originally wanted to come to the Xiao family. When dealing with the people, 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 muttering: "The old man at the main table dare not stay there for a long time. I will try to curry favor with the Xiao family. I just saw Guan Shao sitting at the table. The guy from the Xiao family was very proud. Except for a few words with Guan Shao, everyone else didn’t pay much attention. Fortunately, I didn’t squeeze in. Otherwise, I watched my dad give him a smile. It's uncomfortable."

Song Xuan who was eating and his eyes flickered, his gaze inadvertently looked towards the main table. He remembered where Guan Zhi was sitting, because Guan Zhi had just come down with them. He now remembered that Song Guochao saw him meet Guan Zhi. At that time, the complex emotions that burst into his eyes instantly and the appearance of changing his attitude in the blink of an eye felt funny.

Guan Zhi’s table is very easy to find, because their table is leaning against the main table, and it is in sharp contrast with the quietly main table. Just now, the person said it was an exaggeration to not squeeze in, but there was an endless stream of people going to that table. , Has never been less than people, it seems that a table is surrounded by people.

However, after finding the position of the Xiao family, what excuse should he find?

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 here and just find an excuse to pull me out!I'm going to be annoyed by the people next to me!!!

The so-called dozing off has people giving pillows. The three exclamation points vividly reflect the impatient mood of Young Master Guan at the moment, but they can't affect Song Xuanhe's good mood in the least.

He put away the phone, turned his head and smiled at Xiao Yuanmu: "Guan Zhi asked us to go over and find an excuse to pull him out."

Xiao Yuanmu also heard the voices of Song Xuan and the text message, but he had no interest in saying, "Go by yourself."

"No." Song Xuanhe said solemnly: "How can I squeeze in by myself? You just heard that there are people over there. You have to help push me."

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the very crowded but absolutely unsatisfactory table over there, without moving his eyebrows, and said coldly, "No."

"You must go with me."

Xiao Yuanmu looked over, and Song Xuanhe realized that his words were a bit too domineering, but he didn't blink his eyes, and said, "We will definitely slip away when we get out of our body later. Do you want to be alone? Is it here?"

"go."

Xiao Yuanmu got up and followed Song Xuanhe to Guan Zhi's table.

When I look far away, I think there are a lot of people, but when I walked over, I found that there are not too many people here. After all, everyone here wants face, even if they want to curry favor with others, they are not like a supermarket aunt. People squeeze and crowd people like food grabbing, but then again, if this kind of scene really happens, it will be hard to say whether it is a treat or offend.

Therefore, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu easily walked to the opposite side of Guan Zhi's seat-because the five or six people around Guan Zhi had to wipe their shoulders before they passed.

Seeing Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu's eyes brightened, Guan Zhi changed his impatient expression and said, "My friend is here, and we still have something to talk about. I'll leave."

The young man who was talking to Guan Zhi frowned and raised his eyes to look at Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu who were on the opposite side. There was no difference in the time his eyes stayed on the two of them. They were all swept away and put back. Obviously Did not recognize Xiao Yuanmu.

In fact, Xiao Yuanmu did not recognize which Xiao family this was. The Xiao family was huge, and the family members were countless. In addition to the inter-related branches, there were also various family-in-laws. Xiao Yuanmu's previous life was in Xiao. After staying at home for more than ten years, I haven't seen everyone in the Xiao family.

Both Xiao family members acted very plainly, and their eyes were relatively strange. Song Xuan and the original mood of expectation were lost. Strangely, there was a hint of relaxation between the loss.

"Since your friend is looking for you, then you go first." The young man named Xiao said: "Uncle will come to visit China in a few days, and there will be a banquet at that time. If you stay here China must come over."

Guan Zhi replied perfunctorily, and couldn't wait to get up and rush to Song Xuanhe.

"You are finally here." After walking for a while, Guan Zhi complained: "I said I hate this kind of occasion. Those people are babbled and crooked endlessly, and there is that Xiao Cuo, I don't know how to catch me talking. , I guess I was bothered by those people, so I didn’t want to sit down for a second."

After hearing his complaint, Song Xuanhe asked casually: "That person just said you want to go back? When?"

Guan Zhi paused, and his raised eyebrows showed a trace of triumph: "What? You can't bear me?"

"What do you think?" Song Xuanhe also raised his eyebrows, the answer was obvious.

Guan Zhi snorted coldly and said, "I wanted to invite you to eat Canadian food, forget it."

After seeing Song Xuanhe, he did not respond. He returned to the topic he had just asked: "I haven't decided when to go back, but Xiao Cuo said just now that his uncle or uncle is coming, if he really makes a welcome Banquet and I have to go if I'm still in China, so I will leave before his uncle comes."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan sighed regretfully, and said, "I have reserved the position of the palace restaurant that you said you want to try before. In half a month, it is estimated that you have already left by then. Next time you come to China. Let's talk about the country."

Guan Zhi's eyes lit up and said, "Really? Didn't you say that the store can only be booked half a year in advance?"

"Yes." Song Xuanhe said, "That's the position of a friend of mine. He transferred it to me that day when he had something to do."

"Then I'll go back in half a month." Guan Zhi replied quickly: "It happens that I have half a month to start school, and it's not too late to go back after eating."

At this time, Song Xuanhe suddenly remembered that Guan Zhi had just grown up, and it was very rare that he had a guilty sense of deceiving children.

Therefore, Song Xuan and Guan Zhi, who had found his conscience, had a much better tone of voice: "You said you wanted to eat the fried dumplings from Longwei Alley. Then I will take you to eat."

Guan Zhi blinked, his voice full of excitement: "Really? Is that the century-old store that you said is particularly hard to find?"

"Yes." Song Xuanhe said, "The owner of that store..."

"Look at the road."

Halfway through the conversation, Song Xuanhe was staggered by Xiao Yuanmula and almost fell into his arms.

"What's the matter?" Song Xuanhe turned his head and glanced at the smooth road with a dazed expression.

"A carpet has been turned over." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly: "You avoided it and stepped on it."

Song Xuanhe thought for a while, but couldn't remember whether he had stepped on anything soft just now, but he didn't think Xiao Yuanmu would lie, so he bowed 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 carpets here were all flat and flat, and there was no turning over.

It's just that Song Xuanhe thanked him when he returned to his senses, and he didn't say much. After all, this was just a trivial matter, maybe Xiao Yuanmu had misunderstood it.

Xiao Yuanmu's words were interrupted by Xiao Yuanmu, and Song Xuan and his conscience for a while disappeared. They had reached the end of the long corridor of the banquet hall, and they could go out by opening the door.

So Song Xuan said peacefully: "We have something else to do. Go back by yourself and we will leave first."

Guan Zhi nodded, and just about to push the door, suddenly thought of something, then turned around and said, "Do you know that catkin?"

Song Xuan made peace, then nodded.

"I attended a party before." Guan Zhi frowned, and said: "There are many women who accompany the wine. The catkins are among them. That party is special... Anyway, it's not a serious party, so don't be fooled by her. "

Song Xuanhe did not expect that after Liu Xu was hidden in the snow, he would hear from Guan Zhi’s mouth again, but when he heard him say that, Song Xuanhe was a little surprised, because although Liu Xu was snobbery, he was also arrogant. Even if she is hidden by the snow, she should still have a portion of her savings in recent years. Even if she really wants to find a backer, she won't be reduced to the kind of coffee party for people to have fun.

Guan Zhi saw Song Xuanhe’s surprised expression but misunderstood him. He thought that Song Xuanhe didn’t believe him, so he frowned and said, “What I said is true. I only met her when I saw your news before. When I saw her at that party, I was a little surprised. I found someone to make sure that she really told you."

"I know." Song Xuanhe laughed. Hearing his awkward concern, he explained a few more words: "I am not familiar with her, so don't worry."

Guan Zhi’s ears reddened, and his eyebrows frowned tighter: “Who cares about you! I just thank you for inviting me to dinner in half a month after you just pulled me out. The people in the Guan family never owe anyone.”

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "I see, you don't care about me, Guan Shao, can you open the door?"

Guan Zhi pursed his mouth, seeming to want to say something, and finally opened the door with a cold snort.

The three of them left the banquet floor. As soon as they arrived in the hotel lobby, they heard one call: "Song Shao!"

Song Xuan paused in his footsteps and turned to look at the person coming.

Lu Chao walked over quickly, paused when he saw Song Xuan and Xiao Yuanmu next to him, then speeded up his pace and walked over, saying: "Song Shao, I can't get through if I keep calling you."

Song Xuan raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Lu Chao was a little embarrassed, but continued: "I have always wanted to see you for dinner and apologize for what happened last time, not only to you, but also to Xiao...Mr., the apology is just that your phone has not been able to get through. I couldn't find you, so I didn't have a chance. I finally met you this time. Would you please show your face and let me treat you to a meal?"

Song Xuanhe raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him with a smile, but still didn't mean to speak.

Lu Chao's expression was slightly stiff, not knowing whether it was angry or embarrassed, and his face was flushed. After a while, he turned his head stiffly and looked at Xiao Yuanmu and said, "Mr. Xiao, I did the last thing. No, I hope that your adults will not remember the villain's faults, and let me invite you and Song Shao to have a meal and expose this."

Song Xuanhe didn't expect that Lu Chao would save the country despite his face, but he obviously made the wrong idea, and Xiao Yuanmu is nothing to talk about.

Sure enough, Xiao Yuanmu didn't even change his eyes, Quandang's eyes were in the air, and he didn't give Lu Chao a mere light.

After a few seconds did not get any response, the expression on Lu Chao's face was even more embarrassed. However, for the sake of his parents and family business, he could only endure the humiliation and embarrassment, stepped back and bowed to Xiao Yuanmu until his waist was bent. It stopped at ten degrees, and his voice was suppressed: "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, I'm not sensible, please forgive me."

Xiao Yuanmu and Song Xuanhe didn't open their mouths. Guan Zhi, who was next to him, also thought it was funny, and didn't leave, so he just stood with his chest and watched the show.

In the empty hotel lobby, one person bends down and bows, and the other three stand up like a show. It quickly attracted the attention of many people passing by, and there was a small and low voice in the quiet lobby.

Although you can't see the expressions of passers-by, you don't need to look at Lu Chao to know that they must be pointing. He gritted his teeth, his hands on his side formed into fists, and his face was humiliated and hate hard to hide.

"Mr. Xiao, Shao Song?"

The young man in a white long cashmere coat came over and was a little surprised to see this scene. He opened his eyes and his tone was a little cautious: "This is... what happened?"

Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, he would encounter Bai Mo here, Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at Xiao Yuanmu subconsciously.

Just like facing Lu Chao, Xiao Yuanmu's expression remained the same. He didn't seem to know Bai Mo and didn't care why he appeared here.

Bai Mo didn't seem to see his cold expression, and he smiled: "I didn't expect to meet you here. My father brought a batch of good wine to Song Shao before, and I was going to send it to Song Shao, but I remembered later. Without your contact information, it was not delivered."

Song Xuanhe didn't seem to hear what Bai Mo meant, and smiled lightly: "Young Master Bai is interested, but the wine is fine."

Having been bent over, Lu Chao's head gradually became a little bloody, and his ears were a little red. However, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu did not react at all. At this time, he even chatted with others. He couldn't help but straightened up. , 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 a little red, and said casually: "What is your relationship with me, why should I help you?"

The author has something to say: Everyone’s answers are so different,

Spoiler alert: the answer is three true and three false,