Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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The reluctant smile on Jiang Deyi's face couldn't be maintained anymore. In any case, he could not think that Song Xuan and the cufflinks on the sleeves turned out to be Master McPhee's cufflinks.

Thinking of Song Xuan and the smile just now, Jiang Deyi grabbed the napkin on his lap. He was probably mocking him for saying how meaningful the cufflinks are, but in fact, he couldn't even see the cufflinks right in front of his eyes.

Xiao Shenglin didn't know the undercurrent surging before. He walked to the place reserved for him and sat down before he heard anyone talking. He was not embarrassed at all. He smiled gently, "Is it because I remembered it wrong?"

Jiang Deyi's expression changed, and he looked at Song Xuanhe instantly.

Song Xuanhe knew what he was thinking when he saw Jiang Deyi’s expression. In fact, he had no idea when he saw Jiang Deyi. After all, whether it was the original world or this world, there were many people who could not understand him or he. If you see one, you should pay attention to one. He doesn't have so much time and energy.

But he did not intend to provoke Jiang Deyi, but Jiang Deyi took the initiative to provoke him.

When he heard Jiang Deyi's secret provocation, Song Xuanhe's first reaction was to laugh, and then wanted to see when Jiang Deyi would see the cufflinks on his shirt. Unexpectedly, Jiang Deyi turned a blind eye until Xiao Shenglin reminded him. What was even more ridiculous was that when Xiao Shenglin thought he had admitted his mistake, he still believed it and pinned his hope on this cufflink, not the one of Master McPhee, to get rid of the embarrassment.

Unfortunately, his plan fell through.

Song Xuanhe put his chin on one hand, curled his lips and said, "You read it right, it's this one."

Hearing Song Xuanhe’s confession, the attention of the people present fell on Jiang Deyi, such a significant cufflink, even if he didn’t recognize it after dangling in front of him for so long, he even used this cufflink to mock Song Xuanhe. If you don't use the collection, what is the purpose of his remark just now, most of the people here have a bottom.

Fengtong saw Song Xuanhe's cufflinks and smiled and praised: "This cufflink matches your shirt perfectly."

Song Xuan and raised his eyebrows: "Are you complimenting yourself?"

The shirt he is wearing today is a shirt under the brand of Fengtong Mentor, but everyone here knows that the tailoring and innovative design of this dress are done independently by Fengtong, and Fengtong’s teacher has not concealed this matter. Because of this, he was able to emerge so quickly in the design world.

"Of course not." Fengtong smiled: "I am thanking you for giving me some design inspiration."

"I also saw this cufflink got a lot of inspiration at the beginning, so I took it." Song Xuanhe touched the cufflinks and smiled: "Master McPhee's design is unique and creative, if possible. , I really hope to have the opportunity to visit him. If I discuss with him, maybe I can get more inspiration."

A male designer who had not spoken to Song Xuanhe when he came in had a strange expression when he heard his words, and the person next to him asked, "What's wrong?"

The man did not answer his companion's question, but looked at Song Xuanhe and said, "You don't know?"

If it wasn't for the person who spoke to watch Song Xuanhe, he wouldn't know that he was talking to him, but this sentence was ignorant. Even if he knew it was speaking to him, he would not know what he was asking.

The incomprehension in Song Xuanhe's eyes came out very vividly: "Know what?"

"That cufflink of Master McPhee." The male designer pointed to Song Xuanhe's sleeve, and said: "It is a work of Master McPhee's design for 20 years. Not only that, this cufflink is for him It has a very special meaning. He once said in private that the person who gets this cufflink can participate in his tea party once."

"As we all know, although Master McPhee is a jewelry designer, his tea party covers almost the entire design industry. From architectural design to garden design, masters from all walks of life gather at Master McPhee's annual tea party. Communicating with each other for inspiration and collision, among them, the masters of the fashion design industry can't be absent.” The male designer explained after he glanced at Jiang Deyi, who had a bad face, and said with mockery: “This cufflink has no meaning to Mr. Jiang Deyi. It goes without saying."

"Master McPhee's tea party?"

Song Xuanhe didn't expect such an unexpected joy, but after another thought, it seemed that some clues had been revealed before.

When photographing this cufflink at the time, he thought about a cuff such that the price increase would be too high, but he was not short of money, and for the designer, inspiration is priceless. Cufflinks that can inspire him The same is true, that's why I shot him all the way with a price increase. Similarly, if Jiang Deyi increased the price to buy this cufflink from him, he would naturally not shoot.

Buying half a million tickets for a party between masters is definitely worth the price for him.

Not only Song Xuanhe did not expect, other people who are not in the jewelry design industry also did not expect to have heard of this news, if they knew they would certainly take this cufflink at any cost, top designers can learn it at the tea party You can’t buy it for much money.

However, this cufflink already has an owner, even if they desire this opportunity again, it is impossible to ask for it at this time.

However, everyone has their own views on Jiang Deyi's character.Song Xuan's surprised expression just didn't seem to be fake, and he knew at first glance that he did not know.In fact, Jiang Deyi wanted to pick up a bargain without Song Xuanhe's knowledge. Although it is not advocated, it is not morally corrupt, but it is too despicable to slander others if he fails to get it.

Song Xuanhe broke the silence and thanked him sincerely: "I have never heard the wind before. It must be internal news. Thank you very much for telling me about this."

The male designer shook his head and looked at Song Xuanhe with a gentle expression: "No thanks."

"Now that the matter is resolved, let's move on everyone." Feng Tong smiled and said, "The food will be cold after the meeting."

After a meal, except for Jiang Deyi, who was still cheeky and stayed here after being exposed, everyone else was also regarded as the host and the host.Fengtong had a date with Ren Yi after dinner. Although we were a little bit unhappy, they left each other's contact information and broke up.

Song Xuanhe and Zhou Nan Xiao Shenglin were going to find a bar to relax, so they didn't separate, but they didn't expect to walk halfway, and Jiang Deyi, who had just left from the other side, stopped in front of them.

To be precise, it was in front of Song Xuanhe.

Jiang Deyi said: "Master Song, I want to talk to you."

Song Xuanhe stopped: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Deyi’s eyes fell on Song Xuanhe’s sleeves: “Master McPhee’s cufflinks, I’m willing to spend 1.2 million to buy it. This is all my savings. I really need McPhee very much. For the chance of a tea party, I know that you are not a designer. The tea of ​​Master McPhee will not make much sense to you, so I hope you can give it to me."

Song Xuanhe always felt that he was thick-skinned, and even the people he met were thick-faced, whether it was Zhou Nan or Weichen, but when he saw Jiang Deyi, he really knew what a face was like a city wall.

I sigh for nothing.

Song Xuanhe asked: "Do you think I will sell it to you?"

"Selling things that are useless to yourself to people who need it, I think this is a very cost-effective business." Jiang Deyi said: "Although we had some misunderstandings before, I don't think you should have trouble with money."

Zhou Nan gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing to raise money with Song Er!"

"I can't live with money." Song Xuan said, "But I don't really lack money, and I don't like you very much, so I don't plan to sell it to you."

"You should know that I am from Hayden Schroeder." Jiang Deyi said gloomily: "Although you are in China, the Schroeder family can't reach here, but..."

"But what?" Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, smiling nonchalantly: "But can you threaten me?"

"Are you really not worried about the Schroeder family's revenge?"

"He doesn't need to worry." Xiao Shenglin frowned and interrupted Jiang Deyi who was still talking, with a nonchalant expression: "We still have something to do, please get out of it."

Seeing Xiao Shenglin's voice, Jiang Deyi gritted his teeth. He wanted to say something, but finally gave way.

On the way to the parking lot, Song Xuanhe joked with a smile: "This is the first time I saw you angry. I thought you wouldn't be angry before."

"No one is not angry." Xiao Shenglin said with a smile: "I just rarely get angry."

Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Shenglin's expression, frowning slightly: "You seem to have something wrong today. You won't be angry when this happens."

Xiao Shenglin smiled slightly. Zhou Nan opened his mouth when he heard the words and was about to speak. When someone came to meet him, he couldn't help but stabbed Song Xuanhe, who was looking at Xiao Shenglin, and said in a low voice, "Your man is here."

Song Xuanhe was taken aback for a moment, before turning his head to look, he saw Xiao Yuanmu coming.

His gaze swept across Zhou Nan and Xiao Shenglin, and the gaze that fell on Xiao Shenglin stopped for a while, then turned his gaze to look at Song Xuanhe: "Is there time? I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

Xiao Shenglin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gently: "Since you have something, let's get together again next time. Zhou Nan and I will leave first."

After Zhou Nan and Xiao Shenglin left, Song Xuan and Xiang Xiao Yuanmu walked to him and stopped in front of him, "How do you know that I am here? And are you busy lately? How come you have time to find me ."

Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes to look at him, and said lightly: "If I don't come to you, will you go to me?"

"I'm afraid to disturb you." Song Xuanhe walked side by side with him in a casual tone, "You seem to be thinner again, staying up late?"

"Ok."

"Remember to eat on time." Like a reminder among ordinary friends, Song Xuanhe said, "No matter what, the body is the most important thing."

Seeing the white snow-decorated branches and the messy roads trampled on by pedestrians, Xiao Yuanmu grabbed Song Xuanhe's hand and walked towards the alley where no one had walked.

Song Xuanhe let him lead, and did not ask much when he saw him drag him into the path. After walking silently for a while, he said, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Xiao Yuanmu stopped and turned to look at Song Xuanhe. His eyes passed over him and landed on the long series of footprints that the two had walked. The clear voice was blown away by the wind, and he was elusive: "Do you care?"