Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Xiao Yuanmu left.

Left the key to this apartment and a piece of jade pendant.

Song Xuanhe was wearing clothes at the time. He dragged his suitcase out and pulled Song Xuanhe's hand that was tying a belt. Before he got angry, he tied a jade pendant wearing an ugly hand-woven rope to his wrist. , Said lightly: "It's too late to buy a ring. Although this jade pendant is of little significance, it can only be used as a substitute for the time being."

Song Xuanhe's gaze fell on the jade pendant hanging from his wrist, and his gaze flicked on the character "Xiao". When he heard Xiao Yuanmu's words, he was dazed for a moment, and his pupils trembled, and he took the jade pendant off without hesitation.

Xiao Yuanmu didn't say anything, but he knew what this jade pendant meant to the Xiao family.

In the book, Xiao Yuanmu didn't give this jade pendant to anyone. Even if the jade pendant will be given to others in the future, it should be one of the seven men in the book, but it must not be given to him.

"You take it off, we finish what we didn't finish just now." Xiao Yuanmu's tone was light, but his dark eyes saw a faint light. He seemed to look forward to the moment he took off the jade pendant. He reminded: " Tickets can be changed."

Song Xuan healed the action of untying the jade pendant, and without disobeying the jade pendant, he changed the action of Xie Yupei to picking up the jade pendant and looking carefully. Fei, and also engraved with your surname, should be very important to you and have different meanings to you."

In the book, the reason why the Xiao family was able to recognize and confirm Xiao Yuanmu so quickly and declare his identity was because this jade pendant was prepared before the birth of the Xiao family. If Xiao Yuanmu did not wear this jade in In his body, the difficulty of recognizing the Xiao family will definitely increase by then.

"Important." Xiao Yuanmu raised his hand, the cufflinks dangled in front of Song Xuanhe's eyes, and said, "The meaning is the same as your cufflinks."

Song Xuan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yuanmu: "Instead of the ring."

Song Xuan and raised his hand to untie the jade pendant, Xiao Yuanmu gave a low smile, stepped forward and wrapped him in his arms, with his chin resting on his shoulder, "Let me hug him."

Two minutes later, he waited for the doorbell to ring before letting him go, and there was a slight muffled voice: "I'm leaving."

Yang Jie came in to see Song Xuanhe Shi's startled, and nodded to him as a greeting, then took over the lightweight suitcase in Xiao Yuanmu's hand and consciously waited outside the door.

Xiao Yuanmu kissed the corner of his mouth: "Wait for me."

Song Xuan and watched them enter the elevator together, and then stood on the balcony, watching the elongated lights of the vehicles below, slowly drove out of his sight, and then turned to leave.

At the moment he turned around, Song Xuanhe received a text message from an unfamiliar number on his cell phone: Yesterday was Brother Xiao’s birthday. He seemed very happy. I thought you didn’t care at all and he wouldn’t prepare gifts for him. I have misunderstood it. I have always treated you badly before. I apologize to you and thank you.

Song Xuan was startled and his eyes fell on the phone screen: 01:02, January 17.

It turned out that Xiao Yuanmu was born on January 16th.

Song Xuanhe's gaze moved from the phone to the jade pendant on his wrist, and then to the cuffs that were temporarily loosened because there were no cufflinks. The gift in Yang Jie's mouth was probably the pair of sleeves that Xiao Yuanmu took away. Buckle it.

Unable to tell how he felt, Song Xuanhe gave an unexplained tut, and said in a low voice, "What is this."

He didn't take the key to Xiao Yuanmu's apartment, but he didn't remove the jade pendant from his wrist until he returned to his apartment.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, before the thin snow melted, the feather-sized snowflakes were already flying in the air.

There are gentle piano music in the cafe, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the upper floors, even if you can't see the crowd, you can feel the joy of the upcoming Chinese New Year from the crowd crowded because of the holiday.

Song Xuan and boringly flipped through the financial magazines in their hands, page after page, but their eyes never stopped for a second, their eyes wandering like thinking or emptying.

The waiter’s low greeting was also very slight in the quiet cafe, but Song Xuanhe raised his head and looked at the people walking by, tick the corner of his mouth: "Zhou Nan said that you were not right during this period, so I must ask me to ask you. Come out and enlighten, it seems that he didn't make a fuss."

The faint smile on Xiao Shenglin's face deepened, and he warmly said, "Actually, he was too nervous. It was just a small matter at home. I didn't expect to call you out today."

"It's just a small year." Song Xuanhe leaned back in his chair, his eyes swept across Xiao Shenglin, his smile faded a little: "What's the matter in your house?"

Xiao Shenglin was taken aback, then shook his head and smiled: "There is really nothing I can solve. You are my friends, and I will mention it if you need to help me."

"I haven't seen you have dark circles before." Song Xuan and frowned, "You will have to wait for at least half a month to have dark circles. Xiao Yuanmu has not had dark circles after so long before. It's just a little thinner. That's it."

"The first time I heard you take the initiative to bring up Xiao Yuanmu." Xiao Shenglin smiled, then looked at Song Xuanhe with some worry: "I heard that he went to work in the United States, you guys..."

"Well, I went half a month ago." Song Xuan nodded and said casually: "Song Guochao knew it the next day. He almost pulled up a banner at the company to show his happiness, but he was not happy when he was relieved. I’m afraid that my boyfriend who is holding my mind suddenly decided to focus on work, so I ran into a small male model a few days ago and had my number without saying a word."

Xiao Shenglin frowned, opened his mouth and couldn't tell the story of his friend's elders. He changed the subject: "Fengtong contacted me this morning. He said that you didn't reply to his email. Let me remind you to check the email."

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll watch it when I go back. I heard he plans to set up an independent studio?"

"Yes." Xiao Shenglin said: "He is going back this time to prepare his own studio. He will set up his own original brand and hope to work with you."

Song Xuanhe smiled, and said, "There should be many people who are willing to go to his own studio when he opens his studio. I have never produced any design products. I am very happy that he can think of me."

Hearing Song Xuanhe's hidden refusal, Xiao Shenglin smiled and said: "This matter requires you to talk to Fengtong. He has always admired you and even thinks that your talent is better than him. You are arrogant to say so."

Song Xuanhe nodded, and raised his lips without humility: "Of course I am not bad, but I have no intention of entering other people's studios, but I will reply to him personally on this matter, thank you."

Xiao Shenglin took a sip of hot cocoa: "We are friends and don't need to thank you."

Song Xuanhe sat up straight, his eyes fell on his mug: "This is the first time I have seen you drink such a sweet thing."

"If it's cold, I want something sweet."

Song Xuanhe bent his eyes, thinking that the time when Xiao Shenglin was in the car accident was a little heavy in his heart, but there was no emotion on his face: "Zhou Nan said that there is no one in your house. He will go to your house after New Year's Eve. God, how about adding me?"

"Of course I don't mind, it's just your house..."

"Song Guochao and I look at each other and we are tired of each other. I don't want to bring him at home to have a good year." Song Xuanhe knew what he was going to say and smiled: "You don't mind."

Xiao Shenglin: "Then I'll go back and let people clean up an extra room."

The snow drifting outside the window gradually stopped, and a piece of silver clothing was extremely clean. Song Xuanhe looked out the window and seemed to exclaim, "I didn't expect a year to pass so quickly."

"Time is always fast." Xiao Shenglin lowered his eyes and smiled, "But it seems that more things have happened this year than in previous years."

"That's right." Song Xuanhe withdrew his gaze, thinking of Lu Chao's funeral a few days ago, and said lightly: "Some people are happy and others are worried."

Xiao Shenglin also thought about this incident, and said lightly: "Lu Jiaming completely picked Lu Yue out, but this matter seems to have not been over yet. I heard that someone who had been racing with Lu Chao back then took a bribe from Lu Yue. I got Lu Chaojiu, but this matter has not been found out yet, and I don’t know how the Lu family will deal with it."

"What can I do." Song Xuanhe sneered, and there was no extra emotion in his voice: "There are only two males in the Lu family, and one of the *shielded keywords* is left, even if you know that the one who died is the one who caused the damage. , I can’t just die, and Lu Yue and his mother are both ruthless. It is estimated that the Lu family’s mistress will also change after some time."

Xiao Shenglin nodded, then bent his lips: "But it's not our business. Zhou Nan said that we went to Baishan skiing together on the eighth day of the eighth day, and stayed at his villa for a few days by the way. Are you going to start working on the eighth day? If not, you can play with us."

"It's really none of our business." Song Xuanhe nodded and took on Xiao Shenglin's next topic: "Song really started to work on the eighth day of the eighth day, but it's none of my business. I'll be with you. together."

"There's one more thing." Xiao Shenglin's smile faded and said: "When I go to Baishan, Ran Ran will come over with us, but she probably won't live with us, so I just told you in advance. "

Song Xuanhe was surprised: "The eighth day?"

Xiao Shenglin nodded: "Yeah."

"I remember that on the tenth day of the tenth day, it was Xiao Baicong's adult banquet--" Song Xuan frowned peacefully: "Uncle Xiao won't go there? Didn't you say that everyone from the Xiao family should attend?"

"Uncle Xiao has been suspended." After a while everyone will hear the wind, so Xiao Shenglin didn't hide it, and said directly: "So my uncle may come to China for a period of rest, which happens to be on vacation, so she may be with us. ."

Song Xuanhe's eyes flashed a little clearly. It seems that Xiao Shenglin's busyness and low mood during this period is related to this incident, but... the time when Xiao Shenglin died in the car accident was also during this time, so in the end he had a car accident. Was it an accident, or a man-made action related to this incident.

Seeing Song Xuan and thoughtful, Xiao Shenglin asked, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Song Xuanhe curled his lips, seemingly inadvertently said: "It's just that I suddenly remembered the Lu family's affairs. The end of the year is approaching, and things are getting more and more. The Lu family's small families are all intrigue to kill, Uncle Xiao It’s not surprising to be temporarily suspended. It’s just that those who can make this matter work should still have a back hand. In that case, it’s good for Uncle Xiao to rest for a while.

Xiao Shenglin was stunned for a moment, and something quickly flashed across his eyes.

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