How could a group of adults get together to eat barbecue without drinking? The atmosphere, which was originally a little restrained due to Song Xuanhe's arrival, gradually became warmer after a few glasses of wine.
A colleague saw Xiao Yuanmu grilling meat and putting all of it into Song Xuanhe's bowl, but he didn't eat any of it. He couldn't help but boldly teased, "Xiao Xiao and Mr. Song have a really good relationship."
Song Xuanhe had just swallowed a piece of meat. Hearing this, he glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's face from the corner of his eye. Noticing that his expression didn't change much, he retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "Are you envious?"
Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe would reply. The man was rather flattered, and his smiling face was filled with flattering intimacy: "Mr. Song and Mr. Xiao have such a good relationship, of course we envy them."
"I envy you for finding a boyfriend or girlfriend." Song Xuanhe took a sip of wine and smiled lazily.
Seeing someone starting to talk, and that Song Xuanhe was not as aloof as they had imagined, but was very approachable and joking, the other people became bolder. After all, there were not many opportunities to deal with the crown prince of the company. Even if they could not leave any impression on Song Xuanhe, it was still an honor to say a few more words.
So, after the first person finished speaking, someone else took advantage of the previous topic and said, "I saw that Xiao Xiao didn't eat much, so Xiao Song didn't feel bad for him."
Song Xuanhe glanced at the man, his smile remained unchanged, but his tone was filled with the pressure of his status: "If I don't feel sorry for you, do you?"
The man's expression froze. He didn't expect Song Xuanhe's temper to change so quickly. He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's all my fault. I usually speak without restraint. I said the wrong thing. I will drink a glass of wine as a punishment! I hope Mr. Song won't mind."
Before he could pick up the wine glass, Song Xuanhe softened his tone and said with a smile, "What's the point of drinking a fine? You're right. Of course I feel bad."
After saying that, he picked up a piece of meat from the bowl, handed it to Xiao Yuanmu's mouth, and said with a squinting eye: "Ah - come and have a piece, so that others won't say that I don't care about you."
Everyone at the table looked here. Xiao Yuanmu didn't say anything, but just looked at Song Xuanhe coldly.
Song Xuanhe knew that Xiao Yuanmu would not eat it, and would leave the table directly because of this. Then he would get angry because Xiao Yuanmu did not give him face, and then he would grab Xiao Yuanmu in front of everyone and forcefully stuff the barbecue into his mouth.
Song Xuanhe was still waiting for Xiao Yuanmu to leave when he felt his chopsticks lighten. He looked up and found that Xiao Yuanmu had actually eaten the piece of meat he had handed to him with a calm expression.
Song Xuanhe opened his eyes wide in surprise and raised his voice in his mind: [Xiao Yuanmu actually ate this piece of meat! That’s not the case in the plot! 】
I saw it.: 】Ergou was a little confused, but this kind of situation has happened before. After all, books are books and reality is reality. The only thing that remains unchanged in reality is change. There is always the possibility of some deviations, so his tone was calm: [This kind of thing is normal. Although Xiao Yuanmu is a character in the book, this world is a real world. Anything can lead to deviations. However, in order to conform to the actual situation, you don't need to go through the angry plot. Just give him another piece of barbecue. Remember to use your hands. 】
Hearing Ergou's disapproving voice, Song Xuanhe put aside his surprise. In fact, he was not a person who was easily startled. It was just that this was the first time that Xiao Yuanmu did not follow the plot, which made him feel very abrupt and gave him a sense of unfamiliarity.
It was as if the originally very thin and one-sided portrait suddenly became three-dimensional and real, as if the world before his eyes suddenly merged from virtual to reality, making him feel dizzy and trance, and suddenly realized that Xiao Yuanmu was not just a character in the novel, but a living, real person.
Xiao Yuanmu chewed the meat in his mouth slowly, his eyes never leaving Song Xuanhe, and he saw all the changes in his expression, from the initial surprised expression that seemed to have broken his expectations, to the strange look that was clearly looking at him but seemed to penetrate that he was looking at something else, to now, the fear that quickly flashed across his eyes.
In those few seconds just now, Song Xuanhe must have been thinking about something, which made him even more wary of him.
In fact, ever since he met Song Xuanhe in the welfare home, he had sensed Song Xuanhe's deep guard against him. At that time, thinking of the gap between their identities, he thought it was an illusion, but after living together, he confirmed his intuition.
Moreover, through observation, he soon discovered that although Song Xuanhe seemed to be close to him, it was actually just on the surface. But if he was on guard against him, sometimes he would always appear to be defenseless.
The only thing that is certain is that Song Xuanhe doesn't really like him, not even a superficial liking for him.
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes. If she didn't like him, then what was Song Xuan's purpose in approaching him?
When Song Xuanhe came to his senses, he saw Xiao Yuanmu with his eyes lowered, having finished the meat in his mouth. Sweeping his not-so-thick long eyelashes, Song Xuanhe took up the lettuce, wrapped another piece of pork belly and stuffed it into his mouth. His movements were smooth and quick, leaving the onlookers stunned.
Xiao Yuanmu took a piece of paper and wiped the sauce off the corner of his mouth. His cold eyes fell on Song Xuanhe's face. No one spoke for a while.
A few seconds later, someone laughed dryly and tried to smooth things over, "You said Xiao Song didn't care about Xiao Xiao, but he even carefully brushed the pork belly with sauce. If that's not caring, how can you say he cares about Xiao Xiao?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the others seemed to have seen the antidote to ease the embarrassment, and they quickly echoed each other, praising Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu as a model of a loving couple against their conscience, and even said something like "Have a baby soon."
The atmosphere became lively again, except for the girl sitting in the corner who said nothing. She lowered her head and chatted on her phone, occasionally glancing in the direction of Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu with cold eyes, not integrating into the atmosphere of the dinner at all.
Seeing this, the others automatically ignored it. After all, everyone here knew that this girl had pursued Xiao Yuanmu. When she was taking Xiao Yuanmu out to dinner, she was seen by Mr. Xiao Song and he directly declared his sovereignty. If she spoke at this time, it would make the atmosphere awkward.
When the dinner was almost over, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang. As expected, he received a call from Song's mother asking him to go home. After the morning entertainment news, this call finally broke the calm.
When they arrived at the old house, the lights were on. Song Guochao and his mother were sitting in the living room. The former had a sullen face, while the latter had a calm expression. Song Xuanlin was also sitting nearby, talking on the phone with someone. He hung up the phone after seeing Song Xuanhe come in.
As soon as Song Xuanhe showed up, Song Guochao stood up, grabbed something on the coffee table and threw it at him, shouting angrily, "Evil son!"
Song Xuanhe had already seen his move and dodged to the side, but his movement was still a little slow and the flying ashtray grazed his shoulder.
Song's mother, who had been calm, stood up suddenly and said anxiously, "Hebao! What are you doing? You dare to show off to my son while looking for a woman outside. Do you really think that there is no one in my Li family?"
Over the years, Song Guochao and his wife have long been estranged in spirit. Song's mother has gone from quarreling violently with Song Guochao's infidelity when they were young to turning a blind eye to it now. As long as her two sons' interests and dignity are guaranteed, she is too lazy to care about what Song Guochao does outside. Even when he buys a mansion and jewelry for his first love, as long as it is not excessive, she turns a blind eye.
However, Song Guochao actually dared to hurt her son in front of her, and this was her little son whom she had held in her hands since he was a child and was afraid that he would fall. The blow from the ashtray hitting him was no different from hitting herself, and it even made her feel more heartbroken.
Song Guochao was also furious for a moment. He had just seen Song Xuan walk in leisurely with a nonchalant look on his face. When he thought about the woman he had just gotten some time ago who had climbed into his son's bed in the blink of an eye, how could he not be furious.
However, he calmed down after being scolded by his wife. It would not be a good thing if the news of a father and son fighting over a woman got out. He was not angry because of a mistress, but Song Xuan had angered him repeatedly before, and now he dared to challenge his authority and even snatch his woman. If he continued to let this go, this evil creature might become his enemy.
"I'm not angry with him because of an actor." Song Guochao glared at Song Xuanhe with a sullen face and said, "Do you know what your son has done? As soon as he entered the company, he openly pursued a male employee of the company. Later, when his pursuit failed, he resorted to force and threatened him with his relatives. Now he is forcing him to live with him. If he continues like this, he will kill people and set fire to people one day!"
Song Xuanhe didn't know why Song Guochao linked this matter with murder and arson, but even if the original owner didn't hate Song Guochao, he himself looked down on men like Song Guochao, so he didn't hold back when he was arguing with him: "Father, don't worry about this. You haven't killed anyone yet. Although the disciple is better than the master, I'm not as lustful as you are towards women. I drank before just because I saw a movie and went to socialize. Liu Xu looked at me and stuck to me, but I couldn't stop her. Maybe it's because you're old and weak, so she wants to find someone else?"
"Don't be upset. If I'm not there, there are others. Don't say that I don't like her. Even if I do like her, isn't it better to keep it in the family?"
Song Guochao's emotions, which had just calmed down, were completely ignited by Song Xuanhe's words. No matter what age group, any man cannot tolerate being questioned in that aspect of himself, not to mention that the person who questioned him was the one who stole his woman's son, which undoubtedly made him even more furious.
"You are such a heartless bastard!" Song Guochao pointed at Song Xuanhe, his fingers trembling with anger: "Get out of here now! I don't have a son like you! From now on, don't let me see you!"
Song Guochao prides himself on being an elegant and civilized person, and has lived a life of luxury and superiority for most of his life. There are almost no people who dare to challenge his status and make him curse at them, so even if they are so angry that they are about to faint, they just keep saying the words "bastard" and "bastard son" over and over again, and at most add a few adjectives in front of them, which makes Song Xuanhe feel bored.
"You said you don't want to see me, so I won't see you." Song Xuanhe sneered, full of sarcasm: "You don't have the final say in this family."
Song Guochao was extremely angry with Song Xuanhe, but now he calmed down. When he looked at Song Xuanhe, there was no longer any father-son tenderness in his eyes, only disgust and anger. He naturally knew that he couldn't drive Song Xuanhe out, but he couldn't swallow this anger either.
Song Guochao had a gloomy face and said coldly: "I can let go of what happened before, but if there is a next time, I can't do it because you are my son, but I will not be able to bear it for the man you are hiding."
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