Song Xuanhe nodded slightly, looked at the passers-by casually, and naturally shifted his gaze, changing the subject: "In this case, let's go back together, or do you want to have dinner outside?"
Xiao Yuanmu followed his line of sight and paused for half a second at the elderly people supporting each other, then retracted his gaze and asked calmly, "Where's your car?"
"It's in the parking lot across the street." Song Xuanhe pointed to a small store across the street that had a long queue of people. The corners of his mouth curved up. "I came here just to buy a roast goose. I heard the roast goose in that store is delicious."
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him calmly and asked, "Who told you that?"
"Zhou Nan."
After answering, Song Xuanhe paused for a moment, not knowing whether it was because he felt guilty. He always felt that the question and answer between him and Xiao Yuanmu was just like being caught cheating. He was the scumbag and Xiao Yuanmu was the one caught cheating.
Song Xuanhe was six or seven centimeters shorter than Xiao Yuanmu. When Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, he happened to see his slightly curled eyelashes. He looked at them for two seconds before looking away and saying, "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Song Xuanhe didn't react for a moment.
“Roast goose.”
On the way to the parking lot after buying the roast goose, Song Xuanhe recalled the conversation just now, and then he realized that he seemed to have been interrogated. It was Xiao Yuanmu who followed him here, and he was acting upright, so why should he feel guilty?
Thinking of this, Song Xuanhe raised his chin slightly, glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's profile, coughed, and then slowly spoke: "Why are you following me?"
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him calmly and said, "Something fell on your car."
Hearing this answer, Song Xuanhe's eyebrows slightly raised. He was not that easy to fool. When he spoke again, his tone was quite calm and cold as when Xiao Yuanmu asked him just now. He said in a calm voice: "What is it? Since there is something in my car, you can call me and tell me why you followed me all the way."
"cell phone."
Song Xuanhe was silent for a few seconds, then regained his confidence: "Then why didn't you ask me for it when you were in the company?"
"I was too busy at work. I didn't see you at noon."
Song Xuanhe's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he seemed to be unreasonable: "Then why don't you come up to me to ask for it?"
"good."
What's good? What's good?
Song Xuanhe was ready to refute Xiao Yuanmu's words, but when the words came to his lips, he was choked by the word "OK" and swallowed them back.
Taking Song Xuanhe's suppressed expression into his eyes, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flashed with joy, but his expression did not change at all. He explained in a calm voice: "I'll go up to find you next time."
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips, and after holding it in for a long time, he could only say "oh", and then he didn't say anything else.
The atmosphere was very silent along the way. After seeing his sports car parked there, Song Xuanhe took a few quick steps to distance himself from Xiao Yuanmu, took out the car keys and opened the door. At the same time the car door opened, the elevator door ten meters away made a "ding" sound and slowly slid open.
Song Xuanhe paused as he opened the car door. When he saw Liu Xu and her agent Zhang Fei coming out, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Mr. Song!" Liu Xu's manager Zhang Fei's eyes lit up when he saw him. He pulled Liu Xu and quickened his pace to come over. His skinny face was full of smiles, and he said in a very attentive tone, "I was seeing you off just now and I thought you left early. I even told Liu Xu that she didn't treat me well enough. You're still here now. Are you... waiting for Liu Xu?"
After saying that, Zhang Fei's eyes lit up, and he looked at Song Xuan and the person behind him and asked, "Who is this?"
Song Xuanhe turned around and saw Xiao Yuanmu slowly walking towards him. He felt a headache and his tone turned cold when he spoke to Zhang Fei: "It's none of your business."
Zhang Fei was stunned for a second, and the next second he heard the man approaching and asked him calmly: "Why is he waiting for Liu Xu?"
"Mr. Song was just drinking tea with our Liu Xu."
Although Xiao Yuanmu's voice was clear, it was not cold, so Zhang Fei did not care. Instead, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu had helped him out. He could not take his eyes off Xiao Yuanmu's face. He was used to seeing outstanding looks in the entertainment industry, so after seeing Xiao Yuanmu, he could only describe it as stunning.
However, he still knew Song Xuanhe's identity, and thought that the people around him would not lack ways to get into the circle, so he collected his thoughts and said to Song Xuanhe, "Mr. Song, it's great that you haven't left yet. It just so happens that I have something else to deal with, and it's inconvenient to take Liu Xu with me. How about I leave our Liu Xu to you, and I'll leave first?"
The air in the parking lot was strangely a little colder. Xiao Yuanmu said in a clear and calm voice, "What do you mean by leaving the catkins to him?"
Zhang Fei subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Yuanmu's tone when he asked this question. He looked up at him and wanted to explain, but he felt a chill in his heart when he saw those eyes that were calm and harmless just now but now gloomy and cold. An invisible pressure enveloped him, and the chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his back. In just a few seconds, he felt his back soaked with cold sweat, and a gust of wind blew past, bringing a chill.
Seeing Zhang Fei staring at Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe frowned and raised his chin slightly, saying sarcastically, "Your plan is good, but Queen Liu is my father's woman, I can't afford it. You'd better put away your tricks. Now that no one else hears, I won't bother with you. Next time I hear you slandering me, I won't be so polite."
As Song Xuanhe finished speaking, the pressure around Zhang Fei disappeared instantly. He looked away with a pale face, not daring to look at Xiao Yuanmu again. His clothes were soaked with sticky cold sweat on his back. He said tremblingly, "Mr. Song has taught me a lesson. From now on, I will never have such thoughts again. It was my fantasy to match a toad with a swan. Liu Xu is not worthy of you at all. Please forgive my offense. We will leave now and will never pollute your sight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't even have time to look at Song Xuanhe's face. He ran towards the nanny car in the corner, pulling Liu Xu as if his butt was on fire. He opened the door, got in, and closed the door again. His movements were very quick and frightened, like an old hen being chased by a wild beast.
Even after the nanny car left from another exit, Song Xuanhe still felt a strange feeling in his heart. Although his words were ruthless, they shouldn't be so scary. However, before he could think about it, he heard Xiao Yuanmu say, "You're not leaving?"
Liu Xu's affairs were none of his business, let alone her manager. Song Xuanhe didn't think about it anymore, opened the car door and got in, saying, "Let's go."
They didn't talk all the way and arrived home safely. As soon as they entered the door, Xiao Yuanmu asked, "What do you want to eat?"
He paused. Before, Xiao Yuanmu would ask him what he wanted for dinner, but he never asked him that since he was discharged from the hospital, and his attitude towards him became cold. At that time, he thought that Xiao Yuanmu had lost interest in him because of what happened when he bought the porridge, or that he had completely realized that he had mistaken gratitude for love.
Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a little regretful, because after that he would never be able to enjoy the joy of ordering food again.
I didn't expect to hear him ask this question again today. Although I was surprised, Song Xuanhe answered quickly: "There seem to be shrimps in the refrigerator. I want to eat Longjing shrimps. Anything else is fine."
Xiao Yuanmu nodded slightly and turned to go to the kitchen.
While sitting in the living room waiting for dinner to be served, Song Xuanhe began to think about the changes that Xiao Yuanmu had undergone in the past few days.
When Xiao Yuanmu had a car accident before, he thought that he was injured and his mood changed a little, so he didn't think much about it. However, after recalling it carefully, Song Xuanhe found that Xiao Yuanmu had actually changed a lot.
It seemed that he talked more than before, but he gave people a quieter feeling. Although there was still no expression on his face, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu's temperament had changed from cold to indifferent. This change was very subtle and there was nothing to prove it, but he felt it for sure.
At least, Xiao Yuanmu would never take off his clothes in front of him, and would never ask too much about his relationship with others.
The kiss at Qian Qin's birthday party suddenly appeared in his mind without any warning. Song Xuanhe picked up the cup and drank some water before he removed the picture from his mind.
It seemed like all these changes started from their kiss. Could it be that Xiao Yuanmu really fell in love with him?
Song Xuanhe was so frightened by his own thoughts that he choked and coughed until his eyes turned red before he calmed down. He put down the cup and drank a few sips of water to calm himself.
It's impossible. Even before his rebirth, Xiao Yuanmu was a wolf cub who had been struggling in an orphanage for twenty years. It would be impossible for him to fall in love with someone so easily.
Besides, when Song Xuan recalled their previous interactions, all that came to his mind was Xiao Yuanmu's cold eyes, apart from his own bossiness. There was nothing between them that could produce dopamine. He must have been overthinking it.
"Have a meal."
Song Xuanhe looked up at the sound and his eyes met Xiao Yuanmu who was sitting beside the sofa. The Xiao Yuanmu in front of him slowly overlapped with the appearance of the first time he saw Xiao Yuanmu cooking, without a trace of incongruity.
The doubts in his heart gradually dissipated, it seemed that he was really overthinking.
The meal was unusually quiet. After Xiao Yuanmu put all the dishes into the dishwasher and walked out, Song Xuanhe tentatively said to him, "I found a good movie. Can you watch it with me?"
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him calmly and said indifferently, "I won't watch it."
Song Xuanhe looked at Xiao Yuanmu's back as he walked away without even turning his head, and finally felt relieved.
He said, if Xiao Yuanmu fell in love so easily, then the seven suitors behind him would have no role to play.
After completely putting his mind at ease, Song Xuanhe didn't stay in the living room for long and went straight upstairs.
The workdays passed quickly and it was Saturday in the blink of an eye.
At seven o'clock in the afternoon, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu arrived at the cocktail party on time. As soon as they appeared, their outstanding looks attracted a lot of attention.
Most of the people here are colleagues from Song Xuan and his college roommate's company, so basically they don't know Song Xuanhe's identity. Suddenly, when they see two people whose looks can elevate the level of the entire cocktail party, they unconsciously whisper to each other and start to inquire about their identities.
As the two people at the center of the topic, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu had long been accustomed to being stared at, and their expressions did not change at all.
Song Xuanhe glanced around and didn't find any figure that overlapped with his college roommate in his memory, so he just found a corner and walked over. Halfway through, he was stopped by Zhou Nan who had just come in. He greeted Xiao Yuanmu and said to Song Xuanhe with a smile: "Don't go to the corner, what will happen if Song Jiabao can't see you later."
Song Xuanhe knew what Zhou Nan meant and glared at him coldly: "Why should I see him?"
Zhou Nan sighed and shook his head: "You don't understand this, you are relatives, and your cousin opened a company without inviting you. How unkind of a person is that? So you should show up in front of him and teach him a lesson."
Song Xuanhe sneered: "You are afraid of missing out on a good show."
"That's indeed the main reason." Zhou Nan smiled cynically, but his tone was righteous: "It just so happens that you can't stand him, so just get in his way. It's a good deal."
Song Xuanhe didn't bother to pay attention to him, he looked up and walked forward.
Zhou Nan followed Song Xuanhe closely, and seeing that he was walking faster and faster, he wanted to put his arm around his shoulders. However, his hand was blocked before he could put it. He was stunned, and turned around to see Xiao Yuanmu brushing Song Xuanhe's shoulders indifferently. His movement was natural and light, as if he was waving away the dust on his shoulders, which made him unable to say anything.
Song Xuanhe stopped and saw Zhou Nan looked a little strange, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Nan glanced at Xiao Yuanmu and shook his head: "It's okay."
After he finished speaking, he knew that he was going to ask him to leave when he saw Song Xuanhe open his mouth, so he took the lead and said, "I'm unfamiliar with this place, please don't chase me away, I'm so scared to be alone."
Song Xuanhe's mouth twitched, and the voice interrupted what he was about to say: "Hey! Isn't this my brother? I remember I didn't give you an invitation letter, so why are you here?"
The people around looked in this direction following the voice. Song Xuanhe also turned around and saw a handsome man standing there. The man even raised the corner of his mouth when he saw him, but it didn't look like he had good intentions.
Song Xuanhe also curled his lips and smiled, his tone lazy and disdainful: "I don't remember my father having a son like you, is he adopted recently?"
Song Jiabao's face darkened, and he retorted, "I didn't say I was my uncle's son, but how many sons my uncle has is another matter. What do you think?"
Song Xuanhe remained calm and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter how many sons there are, as long as everyone knows that there are only two who can inherit the family property, it's enough. But then again, I heard that my cousin brought a child home recently, so I'm a little confused about how many sons he has."
"you!"
Song Jiabao's face turned blue with anger, and the onlookers looked at each other, shrinking their heads and listening to the gossip about their boss.
"What's wrong with me?" Song Xuanhe tilted his head with curved eyebrows.
Song Jiabao clenched his fists. Seeing the scene of people drinking and chatting, he suddenly regained his senses. He said, "This is my company's opening reception. I didn't send you an invitation. Even if you are related to me, you can't just come in casually. If you know what's good for you and leave now, I'll save your face and not call the security guard."
Song Xuanhe sneered and crossed his arms, saying, "If you don't trust me, you should trust your subordinates. Without an invitation letter, did they let me in because I'm handsome?"
After Song Xuanhe finished speaking, Zhou Nan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and a few drops of wine splashed on Song Jiabao's suit. The scene suddenly became quiet and a little funny.
"Sorry." Zhou Nan smiled and raised his hand, apologizing without any regrets: "It was an accident."
Song Jiabao's face, which had just recovered a little, turned pale again, and he was furious. However, he did not dare to get angry with Zhou Nan at this time. Although Song Xuanhe was also of high status, no matter whether he and Song Xuanhe quarreled or fought, it would not cause much waves. After all, they were relatives, and no matter how much trouble they made, there would be elders to mediate.
But Zhou Nan is different. He is the only son and the only heir of the Zhou family. Even if his cousin is Song Guoqiang, he will not offend the Zhou family for him.
So Song Jiabao's expression changed over and over, but in the end he could only swallow his anger and said, "Brother Zhou didn't mean it, no need to apologize."
Zhou Nan took a sip of wine and smiled faintly: "I'm glad you don't mind."
Song Xuanhe sneered, and Song Jiabao's eyes fell on him again. Seeing him sitting at the same table with Zhou Nan, he couldn't help but clench his fists and said with a fake smile: "I didn't expect that my cousin came with Young Master Zhou. If you had said it earlier, there wouldn't be so many misunderstandings."
Zhou Nan waved his hand and said, "He didn't come with me."
Song Jiabao's face almost brightened up. Seeing Song Xuanhe sipping his wine slowly, he suppressed his pride and said coldly, "Cousin, since no one invited you, please go out."
So what if Song Xuanhe's family is much richer than his, and so what if Song Xuanhe has been superior to him since childhood? As long as the news of him being kicked out of the cocktail party today gets out, there will naturally be people laughing at him behind his back. As his cousin, the most important thing is face.
Just when Song Jiabao thought Song Xuanhe would leave in disgrace, Song Xuanhe smiled again. He had a handsome face, and his smile was bright and sunny, attracting the attention of many ladies present.
"why are you laughing?"
Song Xuanhe stopped smiling and asked with interest, "Did you host this party alone?"
Seeing Song Xuanhe's playful and sarcastic expression, Song Jiabao's expression changed slightly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, the next second, Song Xuanhe walked towards him, brushed past him, and said, "Congratulations on the opening of your new company."
Song Jiabao's whole body stiffened. He turned his head slowly and saw Song Xuan shaking hands with the partner who held the largest share in the company. They looked very familiar with each other.
He tried his best to make his stiff face look more natural and asked, "Brother Guo, what is your relationship with Song Xuanhe?"
Guo Tao was delayed by some things and just arrived here. He didn't know what had happened before. He just saw his partner standing with his college roommate whom he invited, so he walked straight over here.
So, he smiled and said, "Forget that I told you before that I would introduce you to a friend of great importance. It's this person, my college roommate, Song Xuanhe, one of the heirs of the Song Group."
Upon hearing this, many people present focused their eyes on Song Xuanhe's face, and gathered together in amazement. No one had expected to see someone of this status at the opening reception of a small company.
Hearing everyone around sighing about Song Xuanhe's identity, Song Jiabao's face stiffened. He didn't expect that Guo Tao actually knew Song Xuanhe, and that he was the friend he mentioned who might become a big customer.
Everyone heard what he just said. Song Jiabao felt that there must be someone among the discussions who was scolding him for being ungrateful and laughing at him for offending Song Xuanhe.
Why? His great-grandfather and Song Xuanhe's great-grandfather are obviously the same person, but there is such a huge gap between his grandfather and Song Xuanhe's grandfather. One is very rich and the other can only be considered middle class at most. His father also has a completely different status from Song Xuanhe's father.
From childhood to adulthood, because of their similar ages, everyone compared him with Song Xuanhe. Although he was better every time, after each comparison, those people came to the conclusion: What a pity, Song Xuanhe is Song Guoqiang's son.
Then, all the praises always fell on Song Xuanhe, and no one would even look at him twice.
Just because Song Xuanhe is my great-uncle's grandson, why?
Seeing that Song Jiabao had been silent and looked very unhappy, Guo Tao couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay? Or have you and Xuanhe already known each other? I just saw you two talking."
Upon hearing this, Song Jiabao looked at Song Xuanhe fiercely. After seeing the sarcastic smile on his face, he became even angrier. However, he calmed down from his rage. He suddenly remembered the man with outstanding appearance who had been standing next to Song Xuanhe just now, and the rumors about Song Xuanhe emerged in his mind.
Song Jiabao had an idea in mind, and his face looked much better. He sneered and said, "He is indeed my cousin, but he had a big fight with my uncle and was kicked out of the house, so I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard that he and my uncle had a fight because of a man. The reason was that he forced the man who didn't like him at all to follow him."
Song Jiabao turned around, his eyes fell on Xiao Yuanmu, and said proudly: "If I'm not mistaken, that man should be the gentleman in front of me, right?"
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