After staying at Louis' house for two days, Xiao Yuanmu did not come back as promised, and even lost contact with him.
During the first twenty-four hours after losing contact with Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe remained very calm and did not ask Louis and Yang Jie too much about Xiao Yuanmu's news because he knew it was of no use.
In the second twenty-four hours after losing contact with Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe remained calm. However, Yang Jie, who had not been able to contact Xiao Yuanmu for forty-eight hours, fell into panic. He went to Louis's house and discussed Xiao Yuanmu's current situation with Louis and Song Xuanhe, hoping to gain peace of mind.
During the third twenty-four hours after losing contact with Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe remained calm on the surface. Louis had already ordered his men to go to Country S to gather information, Yang Jie had sent Qiao to try to contact Mrs. Xiao to get news about Xiao Yuanmu, and Song Xuanhe learned from the system that Xiao Yuanmu was safe.
The fourth day after losing contact with Xiao Yuanmu... On the morning of the fourth day, when Song Xuanhe was left alone in the house, an uninvited guest came to Louis's house - Xiao Bocong.
Song Xuanhe just nodded to him lightly, then opened the door and invited him in.
Xiao Bocong followed Song Xuanhe to the reception room and sat down only when Song Xuanhe raised his hand to signal him to do so. His etiquette was almost perfect, and he also had a perfect smile on his face: "Mr. Song doesn't seem surprised at all by my visit."
Even his tone was gentle and polite, completely different from Xiao Yuanmu's.
He doesn't look like a teenager who has just reached adulthood, but he fully reflects the traces of growing up in that large and strict family. He is gentle and noble, yet mixed with a hint of low-key pride that cannot be cultivated in a family that has not been around for hundreds of years. He seems to be approachable, but in fact he looks at everything in life with a disdainful look.
This is completely different from Xiao Yuanmu. It also brought Song Xuanhe back to his senses from Xiao Bacong's immature face, which was somewhat similar to the one he had when he first met Xiao Yuanmu.
Song Xuanhe smiled at him, tapped the tea leaves on the table with his fingers, and said calmly: "I heard that Young Master Xiao only drinks tea besides water, so I have already prepared the best Tieguanyin. Do you want to try it?"
After hearing what Song Xuanhe said and seeing the purple clay teapot he was pointing at, which was totally out of place with this Nordic style set, Xiao Bocong's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He smiled and nodded, "Thank you for the trouble."
Song Xuanhe smiled, lowered his eyes and concentrated on making tea, ignoring Xiao Bacong's vague gaze.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Song could actually make tea." Xiao Bocong took the tea he handed over and sniffed it gently, then smiled and said, "I always thought this was Mr. Song Xuanlin's hobby."
Song Xuanhe took a sip of tea and said with a squinting look: "He is my brother. Even if I don't like something, I will always be more familiar with it than ordinary people. Master Xiao, do you think this is the truth?"
Xiao Bacong nodded, with a bright smile on his face. "Mr. Song is right. Brothers who grew up together will have some interests that are influenced by each other even if they don't overlap."
Hearing these meaningful words, Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows slightly, but in his heart he had to admit that the Xiao family might have an extra advantage in genetic genes. No matter whether it was the immature Xiao Yuanmu two years ago or the young Xiao Bacong now, they were all masters who understood the art of speaking.
One is concise and hits the point directly, while the other is subtle and mysterious with a hint of meaning. In some ways, they are similar.
“The tea is very good.”
Xiao Bocong put down the teacup that had just touched his lips, and said to Song Xuanhe with a smile: "Actually, I came here this time to discuss some things with Mr. Song, and also to tell Mr. Song something by the way."
Song Xuanhe crossed her legs, placed her hands lightly on them, nodded slightly and said, "Please speak."
Xiao Bocong glanced at Song Xuanhe's casual and slightly lazy posture, and something flashed across his eyes, his expression unchanged: "Mr. Song, has he not contacted his family for a long time?"
"If I remember correctly." Song Xuanhe thought for a few seconds in confusion before saying, "I just contacted my family about a week ago. Everyone has a different definition of the length of time. If Young Master Xiao thinks a week is long, then that's it."
Xiao Baicong smiled shyly and said, "Mr. Song, no, can I call you Xuanhe brother? I remember that Ran Yun seemed to call you that. I always feel that it is strange to always call you Mr. Song. You can also call me Baicong."
Facing Xiao Bocong's seemingly abrupt change of subject, Song Xuanhe followed suit: "Of course."
"That's right." Xiao Baicong added the name: "Brother Xuanhe."
Song Xuanhe nodded in response to his call.
"I accidentally got some news from my servant a few days ago, saying that the Song family seemed to have encountered some minor troubles. Although I have not met you before, I have always known about your existence and your relationship with my brother, so I sent someone to help as soon as possible."
There was a hint of shyness in Xiao Bacong's tone when he spoke, but Song Xuanhe's eyes dimmed.
"However, I didn't expect that it wasn't just me. My brother also sent people over. My people bumped into his people and we all thought they were the ones who wanted to harm your family, so some minor accidents occurred. Because of this accident, my brother suddenly left home three days ago. You should know that my father's health has not been very good recently. We were all gathered in Country S. He left in a hurry at the time. I only know that he went to Country China, but I have no idea where he went and where he is now."
Xiao Bocong showed a trace of worry on his face. He said, "My uncles and aunts are a little angry because my brother left early without notifying me. My father, mother and I are more worried about his safety. However, we sent many people to look for him but there is no news. That's why I came to you to find out if you know anything about my brother."
Xiao Baicong stared at Song Xuanhe with a pair of eyes that looked like Xiao Yuanmu's, and said sincerely and urgently: "This matter is very important to our family. If Brother Xuanhe knows anything, please tell me and my parents."
Song Xuanhe stared at the pair of dark, clear peach blossom eyes that were almost identical to Xiao Yuanmu's, with a hint of sneer in his eyes.
At the age of eighteen, he has such wisdom and acting skills. He is worthy of being the one who secured the position of the only heir of the Xiao family before Xiao Yuanmu returned home. However, this is not like Xiao Yuanmu at all.
In the past, Xiao Yuanmu never bothered to flatter others, no matter how difficult and dangerous the situation was. Even when he was dormant for a short time, he never bent his pride.
Anyone who has seen those truly clear and bright eyes would not feel any emotion when faced with a pair of eyes that appear to be identical fakes.
"I'm also worried about Xiao Yuanmu." Song Xuanhe frowned slightly, put down his crossed legs, and showed a trace of barely perceptible worry on his face: "I haven't been able to contact him for two days. I didn't think something happened to my family before, but now that I know, I will arrange for someone to investigate. If there is any news about Xiao Yuanmu, I will definitely contact you."
"Two days ago?" Xiao Bocong's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. He asked, "When was it? What did he say? Did he say where he was at that time?"
Song Xuanhe shook his head: "He just told me he was safe, and then we chatted about some ordinary things as usual. He didn't even tell me that something happened at home, nor did he say that he had left Country S."
"Did he say anything different from usual?" Xiao Bocong asked, "Can you repeat your conversation to me in detail?"
Seeing Song Xuanhe narrowing his eyes at him, Xiao Bocong apologized, "I'm sorry, this request may be a little abrupt, but my father, mother and I are too worried about my brother's current situation. In addition to us, other people in the Xiao family are also paying attention to this matter because of his sudden departure at that time and his current disappearance. Every clue is very important to us."
Song Xuanhe nodded in understanding and said, "It's okay, but I don't remember the specific conversation at that time. The only thing that is relatively clear, or can provide some clues, is that he told me that he would delay his return, but he didn't say specifically how long it would be delayed."
"That's all?" Xiao Bocong asked, "He lost contact after that, right?"
"right."
"In that case." Xiao Bocong's worry deepened. He said, "It proves that something unexpected happened to him after he talked to you. Otherwise, given his habit of talking to you every day, it's impossible for him not to contact you for two consecutive days. It seems that this matter is really tricky. It will be difficult for us to find him in a short time."
Song Xuanhe paused and asked Xiao Bacong: "How do you know we are in contact every day?"
Xiao Bocong asked in confusion, "Isn't it? When I was at home, I saw my brother leave us at a fixed time to make a phone call. I overheard it once and knew it was a conversation with you, so I thought he was talking to you every time."
"You guessed right." Song Xuanhe smiled and shrugged, "He is always worried about me staying alone in Y City. Maybe it's because the Mucang Branch is not under control here. He always has to confirm my safety before he can feel at ease."
Xiao Bocong said: "He really loves you."
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips and smiled. Xiao Bocong raised his hand to check the time, then stood up and said, "Brother Xuanhe, it's really nice to talk to you. It's just that there are too many things to do at home right now, so I have to leave. Thank you for your hospitality."
"You're welcome."
Song Xuanhe sent Xiao Bacong to the door.
"I believe we will have more time to chat later." Xiao Bocong smiled and said, "See you later."
Seeing Xiao Bocong get into the car parked at the door, Song Xuanhe's eyes flickered and he said softly, "He is quite cautious."
[Xiao Bacong came to you just to chat? 】The system said:【You don’t seem to be familiar with it to this extent. 】
[He just came to get information.] Song Xuanhe closed the door and said calmly: "It's a pity that he is not as good as Xiao Yuanmu." 】
The system said: [You are worried about Xiao Yuanmu...someone is coming. 】
Before Song Xuanhe left the entrance, the doorbell rang again. He turned around and saw the person on the screen, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
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