Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Hearing the system's warning, Song Xuan turned over and quickly subdued Zhou Rong.

The surprise on Zhou Rong's face didn't hide it, even with a smile: "I didn't expect to see you for a while, your skill improved so much, let me go, I was a bit emotional just now, and now I have calmed down. "

Song Xuan raised his eyebrows. In fact, after seeing Zhou Rong for the first time, he knew that the original owner ended up so miserably in the book. It is really not wrong. Zhou Rong's rank is not comparable to the original owner. Ignore the original owner. In terms of his own force value, only IQ and scheming, the original owner couldn't catch up with Zhou Rong even if he shot a horse.

After only half an hour of communication, Song Xuanhe was even more sure that Zhou Rong was unfathomable. He was a man with a deep heart and a moody mood. If he didn’t like Lu Chao and did it for him Having done so many stupid things, it will never be in the pool in the future.

Things like love are the most fucking variable that Song Xuanhe has ever seen since entering this world.Whether it was Lu Chao, Song Jiani, Zhou Rong, or even Zhou Nan and Yu Yan, they were dominated by this feeling and did many things, and most of them were not good.

Zhou Rong's voice lowered: "I was a little excited when I heard you say that Lu Chao knew that I liked his things, but he is dead. No matter how excited I am, I can't lose a good brother. Xuanhe, you can Can't forgive me?"

Song Xuanhe looked down and saw his slightly lonely and lonely look. His eyes flickered. Before she could say anything, she listened to Song Jiani loudly: "Xuan and brother, don't believe him! He planned it long ago. Harm you! He has always wanted to avenge Lu Chao!"

"Oh?" Zhou Rong didn't change his face, and asked, "How am I going to get revenge? You are like a roundworm in my heart, but tell me what I plan to do, and what are you doing? Know what I am going to do? Do you want to harm Song Xuanhe, so you have conspired with me?"

Song Jiani's face changed, she subconsciously looked at Song Xuanhe, opened her mouth to explain, but under Zhou Rong's vaguely mocking sight, her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't speak.

"Today, you must follow me and Xuanhe for some reason to drink. I felt strange. When you were young, you didn't like to play with me and Lu Chao. In the past, you rarely showed up for a few of us drinking. Why did you come today? "Zhou Rong said: "Also, why are you so nervous when I said that someone else is coming? Is it because you originally had any plans, afraid that people will not be able to do it later? If you really want to doubt, I doubt it. You want to make peace because of love and hatred."

Every word of Zhou Rong stepped on the point of what Song Jiani had done. It not only diverted his attention, but also dispelled Song Xuanhe’s doubts little by little, and led all doubts to Song Jiani, even for the sake of Song Xuan. He felt a thorn in his heart, and the final deduction seemed impossible, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was logical and Song Jiani's character.

If Song Xuanhe hadn't read the original book, didn't know what happened in the book, or if the original owner was standing here at this time, he might have been confused by Zhou Rong's words.

After all, in the book, Song Jiani did irreparable things to the original owner because of love and hatred, so this thing sounds impossible, in fact it is the most likely to happen.

[After analyzing my data, Zhou Rong's hazard value has reached b+, you have to be careful.

"I didn't..." Song Jiani wanted to argue, but what Zhou Rong said was actually what she wanted to do before, so her tone sounded weak and guilty: "Xuan and brother, you believe me, I really No."

"You look at Song Xuanhe's eyes and tell him if you have it." Zhou Rong said, "You said, but you didn't even dare to look at Song Xuanhe. Such a guilty tone proved that what I just said was all That's right."

Song Jiani bit her lip and looked at Song Xuanhe's eyes nervously. However, she couldn't say what she denied. Her face paled a little, "Xuanhe brother...you believe me, I really..."

Song Xuanhe raised his chin, interrupted Song Jiani, and said to her: "Don't talk, take off the belt of your skirt."

Song Jiani instantly blushed when she heard Song Xuan and the first half of the sentence. However, after hearing the second half of the sentence, she was taken aback, and her face was dyed pink: "The belt of the skirt? Take it off...?"

Song Xuan nodded: "Untie it and throw it to me."

Song Jiani did not react, but Zhou Rong's expression finally changed: "Brother for so many years, do you believe Song Jiani doesn't believe me?"

"I believe there is something wrong with her." Song Xuanhe raised her leg to hook up the belt that Song Jiani threw over, and said lightly: "She likes me, you like Lu Chao, you almost went crazy for Lu Chao just now. Who wants to harm me? The greater sex is already obvious."

"you……"

coming!

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The sound of the system sounded almost at the same time as the knock on the door. The three people in the box raised their heads and looked towards the door. No one made a sound.

The knock on the door continued: ——

Song Jiani looked at Song Xuanhe, "Xuanhe brother, what should I do?"

Song Xuanhe quickly tied Zhou Rong's hand tightly, clasped it behind him, and said in a low voice, "Where is the thing?"

Zhou Rong's expression changed slightly when he had recovered his calm, struggling to stand up, "What?"

"What you want to use to harm me." Song Xuanhe kicked his knees, and the moment he knelt down again, said: "It should be in this private room."

Zhou Rong's face finally changed at this time, his calm expression was no longer, and the dark eyes fixed on Song Xuanhe: "You know? You already knew what I was going to do, and you dare to come to the appointment."

"Why don't you dare?" Song Xuanhe raised an eyebrow at him and told Song Jiani: "Look in the private room to see if there are any needles."

Song Jiani nodded subconsciously, and then opened her eyes in shock, "Needle? What do you want to do, Zhou Rong!"

Bang bang bang--

The knock on the door had changed from a tap to a knock, and the people outside seemed very anxious.

Zhou Rong opened his mouth to talk, Song Xuanhe blocked his mouth, turned to look at Song Jiani, and said, "Talk."

Song Jiani pursed her lower lip, raised her voice and said, "Who?"

There was a knock on the door, and there was a male voice: "Hello madam, I heard a bumping movement here, so I came to take a look, do I need help?"

Song Jiani was stunned. Without Song Xuanhe's reminder, she said: "No, I just accidentally kicked the table and knocked over the wine bottle. I will charge the loss later."

"Ok--"

The voice outside the door gradually faded away, and Song Jiani was relieved and just about to speak, she saw Song Xuan and raised her hand to interrupt her.

[Are the people outside not leaving?

After noticing that the people outside took a dozen steps and then stopped, the system was ready to remind Song Xuanhe. He didn't expect to be preempted by him, so he couldn't help but ask: [How do you know?

[The soundproofing of the walls of private clubs is incomparable to visiting rooms.] Song Xuan and said: [The excuse is too clumsy.

[The person outside the door did not leave, just waited outside, but because you completed the task, my restrictions prevented me from knowing who the person outside was and what he brought.

[So the poison may not be on Zhou Rong's body, but by the person outside.

[Yes, it is possible.

Song Xuan frowned slightly, Song Jiani asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Song Xuanhe checked the rope tied behind Zhou Rong, and then rummaged around him, but found nothing.

"Brother Xuan and... are you looking for a needle? How did you know that Zhou Rong brought a needle?" Song Jiani hesitated.

Zhou Rong also raised his head to look at Song Xuanhe when he heard the words. Song Xuanhe methodically searched in the sofa and wine cabinet and said, "I have my own channels."

After searching for five minutes, nothing was found. The system once again reminded people outside that they had begun to approach here.

Sure enough, the knock on the door sounded again at the next moment, and across the dull door, the somewhat vague voice sounded again: "I am the waiter here, and the fruit plate you ordered has arrived. I hope you can open the door."

Hearing this voice, Song Xuan and his eyes narrowed slightly, and something flashed through his mind.

Without waiting for an answer, the people outside increased the volume and said, "Please open the door!"

Song Xuan and his frowning eyebrows loosened, holding a wine bottle in his hand, walking up to the door and standing there, and said to Song Jiani: "Open the door."

Song Jiani glanced at Song Xuan and the wine bottle in her hand, bit her lower lip nervously, then picked up the card on the table and prepared to open the door. However, as soon as she walked to the door, she heard the door "dropping". There was a sound of being opened from the outside, and then the light from the corridor was thrown into the room, and a figure appeared in front of Song Jiani.

When the visitor saw Song Jiani standing there with a sigh of relief, his eyes turned to Zhou Rong, who was tied up, and he was stunned, and walked in and said: "What's going on, how could Zhou Rong—"

The wine bottle hit the back of the person's head and instantly fell apart, and the wine-red wine splashed, mixed with blood and pain.

Song Xuanhe raised his leg and kicked on the vest of the visitor. He staggered a few steps and knocked his head on the coffee table while kneeling. The bloody head was even more terrible.

"I thought I was scared of beating you before, but I didn't expect you to learn so much.

Song Xuanhe picked up Song Jiabao's back collar, lifted him up, and fell to the ground. The sharp glass pressed against Song Jiabao's arm artery and looked down at him: "Since you don't want this hand anymore, I will help you. How about it?"

Song Jiabao looked at Song Xuanhe in horror. The pain on his head made him speechless, but the threat on his arm made him have to say: "No! I really know that I was wrong this time, Xuanhe, I It's your brother, forgive me."

Song Xuan and his eyes turned slightly, pressing against the glass of his arm, and drawing a blood stain.

Song Jiabao's face was even more frightened, and his voice trembled, begging for mercy: "I was really wrong, and there will never be another next time, Xuanhe--you go to die!"

Seeing Song Jiabao's weird smiling face suddenly, an exclamation sounded in his ear: "Xuan and brother!"