Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Zhou Rong and Song Jiabao were taken away while yelling "This is impossible", leaving behind a mess and Song Xuanhe and others with big eyes and small eyes.

Song Jiani burst into tears suddenly, the howling voice was reversed from the previous squeamishness, and it was louder than ever. She was crying while wiping tears, and she cried again with the makeup that was done not long ago, but this time she had nothing to worry about. Her joy made her think nothing but vent her emotions.

Guan Zhi was dumbfounded, walked to Song Xuanhe and whispered: "What's the matter with her?"

"I thought I was injected with the drug." Song Xuanhe explained lightly.

Guan Zhi paused, then turned to look at Song Xuanhe: "Isn't that fake? She doesn't know?"

"She didn't know before."

Zhou Nan also heard Song Xuanhe's words and knew all the inside information about the incident. Moreover, compared with Guan Zhi, who had no sympathy with Song Jiani, Zhou Nan often appeared at the same banquet party with Song Jiani anyway, and was able to nod. The relationship of greetings, so he sighed slightly and said: "Song Jiani will like you, it's really bad for her for eight lifetimes."

Guan Zhi didn't understand what happened in the middle, but couldn't bear the magic sound piercing his ears: "She knows that she is all right now, why is she still crying."

"If you throw your head and blood and want to save your sweetheart, and you find that your sweetheart doesn't need you to save it at all, it will cause you to fall into a dangerous situation. You don’t panic, and it’s okay to get into a dangerous situation. The key is that your sweetheart knows that it’s a fake. , But he didn’t say anything, he looked at you sad and scared, until the dust settled in the end, he remembered to tell you, “Oh, I forgot to tell you, in fact, you’re okay.” You said you were angry Don't feel sad, don't feel sad."

Guan Zhi frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head: "Why am I sad? Isn't it a good thing that I'm fine and he's fine?"

Song Xuanhe chuckled, and patted Xia Guanzhi on the shoulder with approval. Guan Zhi's expression was ignorant. He glanced at Song Xuanhe, who was curling his lips, and then at Zhou Nan, whose expression was difficult to say. He didn't know how what he just said would lead to Two so different expressions.

"Of course she is sad." Weichen closed his eyes and walked over and said lightly: "What she is sad is not that she is in danger, but that she finds that the person she likes really doesn't care about her."

"There is nothing more sad and hopeless than this."

Song Jiani's crying sound stopped for a moment, and the room became quiet instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to her direction.

I saw Song Jiani wiped her tears and stood up. She was crying hard just now, and her breathing was not smooth, so even if she held back her tears, she still looked like a twitch, but her beautiful eyes were gone at first. Sad.

"He was right." Song Jiani's voice was very hoarse, and she was crying when she spoke: "Song Xuanhe, I really don't like you anymore."

Song Xuanhe looked flat and watched her quietly, waiting for her to finish speaking.

Song Jiani took out the handkerchief carefully put in the pocket of her clothes, and lightly printed the dazzled eye makeup. There is no mirror here. She can't see what she looks like, but she doesn't have the panic and shyness of putting on makeup before.

"This is the first time I truly realize that you really can't like me." Song Jiani clenched her handkerchief tightly: "And you have really changed a lot, Xuan and brother, you are not what I like anymore. , So I don't want to like you anymore, you become...become especially like Xiao Yuanmu."

"Since Xiao Yuanmu left you, you have become more and more like him." Song Jiani pulled the corner of her mouth, smiling more ugly than crying: "I heard that two people in love will become similar, but I have always deceived myself. Tell yourself that you can't like Xiao Yuanmu. I remember when you were a kid, you said that the cold, non-talking person you hate the most, and that my favorite girl is me, but I didn’t expect that there are so many people. A favorite look becomes a hate model, and a hated person becomes a favorite person."

"I'm really giving up now." Song Jiani took a deep breath, threw the handkerchief at Song Xuanhe's feet, and said: "In fact, there are many people who like me, I will definitely find better than you!"

Seeing Song Jiani holding her chin high over Song Xuan and leaving straight away, Zhou Nan shook her head and said, "I think I know Song Jiani again today. She is much cuter than before."

"Don't regret it afterwards?" Zhou Nan put on Song Xuanhe's shoulders: "Actually think about her that she is really good, at least I have nothing to say to you, don't you really think about it?"

Song Xuan glanced at him and took away his hand and said lightly: "I think she is really hurting her."

Zhou Nan thought for a while, and suddenly he snorted, "I still have a little conscience, Song Er."

Walking to Weichen, Song Xuanhe whispered: "Let's talk."

Weichen raised his eyebrows and followed him out of the box.

Walking into the corridor, Song Xuanhe looked at the lush tropical plants outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said lightly: "Why did Guan Zhi come to China?"

"Isn't you supposed to ask him about this question?" Weichen stopped beside him, his eyes fell on him and then moved away, chuckled, and his low voice was muted: "Song Xuanhe, why didn't I find out before? , You are really a disaster, you have the magic power to make people live or die for you without complaining."

Song Xuanhe automatically filtered his last sentence and said, "I remember seeing you and Xiao Yuanmu having dinner together. What were you talking about at that time, medical robots?"

The smile on Weichen's face paused, his eyes fixed on him, and he didn't speak.

Song Xuanhe turned his head to meet his gaze, and said quietly: "I remember that your company has been established, and you have established two departments, overseas and domestic. Although the headquarters is domestic, the technical support mostly comes from overseas. If If I am not wrong, the person behind the scenes of the overseas company is Xiao Yuanmu."

Except for the occasional light walking sound on the other side of the corridor, it was almost silent here.

I don't know how long it took before Wei Chen raised a corner of his mouth and said meaningfully: "You are smarter than I thought, Song Xuanhe."

Song Xuanhe seemed unable to see the interest in his eyes, and returned to the original topic: "Why did Guan Zhi come to China."

"You shouldn't ask me this question." Weichen replied that it was still dripping, and there was a hint of carelessness in his slightly scornful smile.

"Then I guess."

Song Xuanhe glanced across his face, and landed on the bodyguard who was waiting quietly at the door of the box tens of meters away. His eyesight was good enough to see their plain faces and mediocre clothes that were so forgettable. .

"Those bodyguards." Song Xuanhe retracted his gaze and said, "It's not like the people around you, who are all Asian faces. It can be seen that they are not followed by Guan Zhi. They are neither yours nor Guan Zhi, but they happen to Appeared in my box, whose people are they?"

Weichen's eyebrows twitched, and a deeper smile on his face, and even nodded, agreeing: "Whose person do you think it is?"

Song Xuan and Sui glanced at him, and suddenly laughed: "I remember you don't like Xiao Yuanmu very much, why, I remembered it wrong?"

"Yes." Weichen said: "You know, I like you."

Hearing Weichen's words, Song Xuanhe narrowed his eyes, cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The last time Song Xuanhe met the Weichen was the reception held by the Song family a week ago. It was after the Song family received the invitation from the Xiao family, so that this time the Song family’s commercial cocktail party was unprecedentedly grand, and they only attended occasionally before. Almost all the proprietors/directors of various companies who never attended in person are almost there, and Weijia is no exception.

At that time, Song Xuanhe was sent to receive the Guardian again. However, unlike the previous ones, almost everyone who came to the banquet spoiled him. Regardless of men and women, young and old, Song Xuanhe almost took one step. Was stopped once.

No matter how the questioning method is, whether it is sharp or euphemistic, it can be summarized as a few: "How are you and Xiao Yuanmu now?", "Did the Xiao family's banquet really invite you", "Xiao Yuanmu will meet Do you inherit the Xiao family?"

Song Xuanhe's answer is always: "I have broken up", "I don't know," "I don't know."

However, those people didn't let him go. The Guardian, who had been stopped by him for countless times, didn't feel impatient. Instead, he watched with interest a little stiff smile on his face, and then his eyes became impatient. After revealing it, he said: "I have a way to shut up these people, do you want to try."

Song Xuanhe didn't think much about it and let him try.

As a result, the next time someone stopped them, before those people could speak, Wei Chen grabbed Song Xuanhe’s wrist and said to those people: "Mr. Song has broken up with Mr. Xiao. Now I am pursuing Mr. Song. I hope everyone Give us some personal space."

After that moment, no one really stopped Song Xuan and he, but from that day on, people who met Song Xuan and asked him about Xiao Yuanmu would add a sentence, which starts from "You really and Xiao Yuanmu Break up?" It became "Are you and Weichen really together?".

So much so that Song Xuanhe now itched his fists when seeing Weichen.

Seeing Song Xuan and the violent blue veins on his forehead, the guard chuckled and said, "Song Jiani is right. Since Xiao Yuanmu left, you have become more and more like him, so calm and calm. I'm bored, it looks much pleasing to the eye at this time."

Song Xuanhe already had the answer in his heart, but he sneered slightly and turned back to the box.

Guan Zhi and Zhou Nan didn’t know what they were talking about. They hooked up and got together. After seeing him back, the two separated with a smile on their faces. Zhou Nan said: “Come on, to celebrate your escape, let’s How about going to Fenghua to celebrate?"

Fenghua, a pub whose name is not like a restaurant, the food and drinks inside are all made by the owner, the taste is guaranteed, and the price is only one word: expensive.

Hearingly expensive.