Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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"Song Er!"

Zhou Nan caught up with him, holding his shoulders with a smile, and said, "Don't be so stingy, it's just a meal."

Guan Zhi followed closely and reminded: "You owe me a meal, don't forget."

Song Xuan paused in his footsteps, stopped and turned his head to look at Guan Zhi, his gaze swept across his still childish face, and said, "You answer one of my questions, and I will promise you."

Guan Zhi: "You said."

Song Xuan's eyes flickered, "What the hell did you come to China for?"

"eat."

Song Xuan and Baihe glanced, then turned and left.

"He believes this?" Guan Zhi asked Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan shrugged: "He doesn't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it." Guan Zhi frowned, walked a few quick steps to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and asked: "I came to China because you promised to invite me to dinner, don't you regret it."

When we walked to the elevator, Wei Chen came over. He happened to hear Guan Zhi's words, and said, "I will prove for him that he really came to eat."

"However, you can ask him who reminded him to come over for dinner."

The elevator door opened, Song Xuanhe stepped in and looked at Guan Zhi.

Although Guan Zhi was accustomed to going straight and straight, he was not dull. At this moment, he knew the reason for Song Xuanhe's question when he rolled his eyes. He betrayed Xiao Yuanmu without any psychological burden: "Xiao Yuanmu asked me to come. , He was delicious underneath, and he promised me that as long as I stay in China for a few days, I would eat underneath."

When the words fell, everyone looked different.

Young Master Guan Xiao, who doesn't understand the profoundness of the Chinese language, frowned, thinking that Song Xuanhe had regretted it, and hummed: "You have promised me that I will invite me to dinner if I answer it. Are you now regretting it?"

Song Xuanhe coughed, pointed to the elevator and pressed the button, and said to Zhou Nan: "Why no one presses the floor."

"Minus two?" Zhou Nan returned to his senses and said with a smile: "My car is in the parking lot. If you invite you to dinner, there is no fare for driving you."

Facing Guan Zhi's innocent eyes, Song Xuanhe felt for the first time that he shouldn't refuse other people's requests, so he nodded, "Please."

Guan Zhi never concealed his mood on his face. He laughed when he heard him let go, then turned to look at the guard, and said: "We are going to eat, you go back by yourself."

Weichen glanced at Song Xuanhe and slapped Guan Zhi's head with his lips curled: "How did you talk to cousin? When I first asked me for help, he would call brother, so I won't take me for dinner."

"Song Xuan and the guests, he is the host and I am the guest. I have no right to invite you."

Weichen looked at Song Xuanhe, Guan Zhi also looked at him, even Zhou Nan looked at him with a lively smile.

Faced with six pairs of eyes for a moment, Song Xuan and his eyelids did not move, and said quietly: "You can go, pay by yourself."

Weichen glanced at him with a smile, and said, "Yes."

As soon as he walked into the parking lot, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang, and when he saw the caller ID, he paused and signaled Zhou Nan to get in the car first.

Zhou Nan and Guan Zhi didn’t think too much. They got in the car one after the other. Only Weichen's eyes turned around Song Xuanhe's body, and when he noticed that he raised his eyes to meet his gaze, did he act. Turning his eyes away, he turned away in a casual look.

Song Xuanhe retracted his gaze, his gaze fell on the hour hand of the watch, and said, "Why are you calling at this time?"

Xiao Yuanmu came with some hoarse, clear voice: "I have been in a meeting all night until now, thinking that you should be eating dinner at this time. I want to ask what you have eaten?"

"Have not eat yet."

Since the last time Xiao Yuanmu told Song Xuanhe not to go to the Xiao family banquet, the atmosphere between Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu has become a little weird. It can't be said to be indifferent or intimacy. There is always a kind of strangeness. It felt enveloped between the two.

"Oh?" Xiao Yuanmu got up, ignoring the two people behind him or standing or lying down, walked to the window and looked at the quietest and darkest city street in the day. He listened to the slight breathing in his ear, and the corners of his mouth were shallow. Qi, said: "Usually you should have already eaten by this time, is there something delayed?"

Song Xuanhe glanced at Guan Zhi with the open hood open. He didn't know what Guan Zhi was discussing with Zhou Nan. When he retracted his gaze, the corner of his mouth was raised: "I met an unexpected person and promised to invite him to dinner. I am now preparing to go."

Xiao Yuanmu asked: "Guan Zhi? I remember he went to Hua Guo today."

Song Xuanhe smiled: "Weichen."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes condensed, the smile on his face disappeared a little bit, his voice unchanged: "How did you meet him?"

Song Xuanhe had a sly eye in his eyes, and the arc of his mouth also showed a hint of cynicalism because of the master's proud mood: "I just said that I owe him a meal. It is not normal to meet with him when I eat together."

"Why don't I know you owe him a meal."

Thinking of the news he heard a few days ago, Xiao Yuanmu's mouth curled slightly, his eyes darkened, and there was more hoarseness in his clear voice.

"You are not in China." Song Xuan said lazily: "A lot of things are normal if you don't know it?"

The moonlight passed through the pitch-black city and cast a shimmer in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Xiao Yuanmu's figure paused, his eyes faded away. He slightly raised his head and stared at the close-to-round moon. The moonlight fell on him. There was a dazzling reflection on the pitch-black eyes. He lowered his eyes to condense the light in his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and the tone was light: "Yes."

"But I really met Weichen because of Guan Zhi." Song Xuan changed the conversation and said, "Guan Zhi said you used a bowl of noodles to bribe him to come to China, why?"

"The Xiao family is currently cooperating with the Guan family. Guan Zhi often comes to see me. I am too busy."

Xiao Yuanmu denied the "bribery" in Song Xuanhe's mouth, and he knew how to avoid the more important things. Not to mention his motives for sending Guan Zhi to China, instead he talked about the cooperation between the Xiao family and the Guan family, even his own company. No, just leave yourself clean in just one sentence.

"What's going on with that noodle?" Song Xuanhe asked: "You think Guan Zhi is too troublesome, so you use a bowl of noodles as a temptation to send him to China, and exchange a bowl of noodles for a few days to cleanse?"

Xiao Yuanmu replied shortly, with a positive tone: "Yes."

Song Xuanhe sneered, knowing that it is almost impossible to ask Xiao Yuanmu's mouth, and stopped talking, saying, "They are still waiting for me to eat together, I will hang up first."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes dimmed, and his slightly raised chin also slowly dropped. His eyes fell on the clear but faint moonlight on the ground, and he hummed, but did not hang up first.

Listening to the sound of breathing over there, Song Xuan and the fingers that had moved to the hang up button paused. He knew that if he didn't hang up, Xiao Yuanmu would not hang up. This has always been the case, even though Xiao Yuanmu No matter how busy he is, he will never hang up first.

After dozens of seconds, the sound of breathing on the other end of the phone still existed. Xiao Yuanmu's drooping eyelashes trembled. He heard a knock on the door as soon as he was about to speak. Yang Jiejie went in again and saw him look over. Silently waved the phone in his hand.

Xiao Yuanmu's pupils settled slightly, the light in his eyes that had just softened instantly became sharp, and his long, straight eyelashes were instantly lifted, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with a deep chill.

At the same time, Song Xuanhe's voice came: "I'm fine."

In just three words, there was silence after the phone was hung up.

This was the first time that Yang Jie saw Xiao Yuanmu's mood better than when he was on the phone. He glanced at Louis in amazement. Louis obviously discovered something so unusual. His sleepy expression was instantly energetic. When I got up, a sunny and handsome face was filled with the enthusiasm of the neighborhood committee aunt for gossip.

"Xiao, have you heard the good news?"

Xiao Yuanmu turned around and walked, leaving the moonlight behind him, but the moonlight chased his steps, drew a small light on his side, fell on his chiseled side face, and spread on his high eyebrow On the bones and slender eyelashes, in the fine light, the eyes are faint, as if they contain infinite love.

Louis was taken aback for a moment, and after returning to his senses, he took a breath. If it weren't for his steel straight, he would have been fascinated by Xiao Yuanmu just now, and for a moment, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu might be really sexy than him. .

"Correct."

But there is absolutely only a little bit, which is at most eight places outside the decimal point... Louis was taken aback, and suddenly looked up, with a look of disbelief.

Xiao actually answered him?

From the time he knew about the existence of Song Xuanhe, he developed infinite curiosity about Song Xuanhe and this person, because he couldn’t think of the person who could fascinate Xiao Yuanmu and how capable he was. As for if there was no warning from Xiao Yuanmu, he couldn't help but investigate it privately.

However, Xiao Yuanmu has never satisfied his curiosity, not to mention the information from Hua Guo’s bodyguards, even a word about Song Xuanhe has never been heard from Xiao Yuanmu’s mouth. , Let alone his question about Song Xuanhe, Xiao Yuanmu would never answer.

The existence of Song Xuan and the person represented by the three characters in Xiao Yuanmu seems to be the deepest rare treasure hidden by the Western dragon, and it also seems to be the inverse scale born under the throat of the Eastern dragon, not to mention touching, even Mentioning it will bring death.

Therefore, at this moment, hearing Xiao Yuanmu’s answer in a short word, Louise was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He felt that he had finally walked into the cave where Xiao Yuanmu was guarded, and he could get a glimpse of his most precious part, being able to interact with Yang Jie Knowing all his personal affairs and gossip also filled his curiosity that had been ridiculous for a long time.

Louis opened his mouth and just wanted to ask, but when Xiao Yuanmu's eyes swept lightly, he immediately closed his mouth, knowing that it was just his illusion.

Yang Jie glanced at Louis, rolled his eyes and looked away, and handed the phone to Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu took the phone and listened quietly to the report over there. It wasn't until the people over there finished talking two minutes later that he lightly said, "Zhou Rong is in the police station now?"

Respectfully replied over there: "Yes, this is what Mr. Song meant."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyelashes were half drooping, and he restrained the deep black under his eyes, and his cold voice was light and icy: "Since it is what he wants, just do what he wants."

"However, I hope that the two of them will enter the drug rehabilitation center before being transferred to prison."

The faint voice couldn't hear the emotions, but the person on the other end of the phone felt a icy chill clinging to him, causing him to cool from the soles of his feet to his scalp, and his whole body was erected.