The Del Barro Cruise Auction happens to be held on the winter solstice.
That morning, there were only dumplings on the Song family's table, but there were many varieties and flavors, basically enough to meet everyone's needs.
Song Xuan drank with Zhou Nan late yesterday and had no appetite in the morning, so he just ate a few dumplings and put down his chopsticks. The one who had the same lack of appetite as him was Song Guochao, who had been in a bad mood recently.
After dinner, Song Xuanhe went back to his room to rest for a while, and Zhang Chao told him that he was waiting outside. Coincidentally, when he went downstairs, he happened to see Song Xuanlin who was about to go out.
"Brother." Song Xuanhe called him obediently with his eyes curved.
Song Xuanlin nodded, his expression softened, and said, "My parents are leaving in the afternoon. Have you made an appointment with your friends? Let's go now."
"No, I just want to get there early and rest in the hotel for a while, so I don't feel tired at night. I still plan to have fun."
Song Xuanlin smiled when he heard that, and said, "Don't play too crazy tonight. Now that you're ready, let's go."
Song Xuanhe and Song Xuanlin walked to the door together, and before he got into another car, he asked, "Brother, where are you going?"
"Let's go to the company." Song Xuanlin said, "There are still some things that need to be dealt with. I'll rush to Lan City after I finish them."
"Tsk." Song Xuanhe frowned and waved his hand in disdain, then got into the car waiting on the side and waved to Song Xuanlin: "Then you work hard, I'm leaving first."
Zhang Chao nodded respectfully to Song Xuanlin, then closed the car door for Song Xuanhe and sat in the passenger seat.
Because they were going to pick up Xiao Yuanmu, this car was also driving towards the company, one in front of and one behind Song Xuanlin's car, and it looked like they were going to the same destination.
Song Xuanhe looked at the car that was a little behind in the rearview mirror and suddenly asked, "Zhang Chao, what do you think of my brother?"
Zhang Chao, who was planning Song Xuan's schedule, looked up and thought for two seconds before cautiously saying, "The eldest young master is very calm."
"I mean what kind of personality he has." Song Xuanhe lazily leaned back in his chair, one hand supporting his chin as he looked out the window, his tone very nonchalant: "Don't bring up something like calmness that everyone talks about to perfunctorily."
Zhang Chao didn't know why Song Xuanhe suddenly mentioned Song Xuanlin, but he was Song Xuanhe's personal assistant and had been with him since he was very young. He knew very well that he actually respected and admired Song Xuanlin as his brother, so after a moment of silence, he said, "The eldest young master is a serious person. Because of the age gap, he rarely plays with you. I don't know his personality very well."
Song Xuanhe shook his head and nodded, then asked, "So what do you think of Song Jiabao?"
Zhang Chao was stunned and looked up at the young master Song in the rearview mirror with a leisurely expression. Even outsiders knew that Song Xuanhe and Song Jiabao had an incompatible relationship, but few people knew the reason why Song Xuanhe and Song Jiabao didn't get along, and he happened to be one of those few people.
Song Xuanhe and Song Jiabao are of similar age. Before going to school, the relationship between the two was good. After all, Mr. Song has a large family and a lot of wealth. When Song Jiabao's father and grandfather come to visit, they are always more willing to please them. As Song Jiabao is brought along, he is naturally constrained to get along well with Song Xuanhe.
The relationship between the two changed when Song Xuanhe and Song Jiabao were in the first grade of elementary school. Song Jiabao's father used the Song family's connections to send him to the same private elementary school as Song Xuanhe. However, that private school was very strict. Students were divided into classes according to their family background and their own conditions. To be able to enter the top few classes, both were essential.
Although Song Jiabao was sent in by the Song family, there was still a distance between him and Song Xuanhe, so the two were not in the same class.
Halfway through the first grade, Song Jiabao got angry for some reason and found Song Xuanhe, who was taking an activity class at the time, and loudly announced that he was breaking up with him. The two even had a fight, and finally alarmed Song Xuanlin, who was already in the sixth grade, and the two were persuaded to make peace.
However, Song Xuanlin, who was called over at that time, didn't know whether it was because of the tradition of scolding one's own family members first or because he had been influenced by Song Guochao and would scold Song Xuanhe without asking any questions when he saw him doing something wrong. At that time, Song Xuanlin also chose to scold Song Xuanhe as soon as possible.
Even though the teacher said that it was Song Jiabao who went to provoke and even started the fight, Song Xuanlin still taught his brother a lesson first, and then just said a few words to Song Jiabao in a non-threatening manner. As a result, after returning home, Song Guochao, who heard about this, taught Song Xuanhe a lesson again.
Because Song Guochao felt that since the eldest son scolded Song Xuanhe, the one who did something wrong must be the younger son.
Song Xuanhe, who had been in solitary confinement for two days and cried until his voice was hoarse, was finally taken in by Mr. Song's people to be taken care of personally. It was also at that time that he was sent to Song Xuanhe by Mr. Song.
Maybe it was because of the deep affection due to blood relationship, or maybe it was because the child still had feelings of admiration for his father, but even though Young Master Song was so frightened and unable to sleep for a long time because he was locked up in the dark room, he never blamed his father and brother. He only hated Song Jiabao.
From that time on, the two of them would fight whenever they met, and they couldn't stand each other until they became adults.
In fact, the reason why Song Xuanhe and Song Jiabao don't get along is not unrelated to Song Xuanlin, who handled the matter at the first time.
However, as a subordinate, Zhang Chao could not say such thoughts out loud even if he had them. So even after hearing Song Xuanhe ask Song Jiabao after asking Song Xuanlin, and remembering this very long past event, he could only make a very objective evaluation.
"Master Jiabao is quite outgoing, but he is still young, so he is a little impatient and often has trouble thinking carefully. He still has room to grow."
Song Xuan and Zhang Chao's comment seemed to be fair and unbiased, but the direction behind it was very obvious.
He continued, "What do you think of me?"
"The young master has a cheerful personality. Although he is somewhat youthful and impulsive, he is also determined to make progress. Although he is immature, he is a rough diamond. Given time, he will definitely achieve something."
The direction was now more obvious. Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why is it that when Song Jiabao is impulsive, he is impatient, but when I am impulsive, I am aggressive?"
Although Song Xuanhe was smiling, this rhetorical question seemed to be another kind of doubt.
However, Zhang Chao's expression did not change at all, and he said: "Master Jiabao has a domineering personality and can only offend people outside, but the young master's outspoken personality is backed by the Song family. The two are completely different and naturally cannot be compared."
Song Xuanhe couldn't help but chuckle. Only then did he realize that Zhang Chao was also a talented person. Not everyone could learn such smooth speaking skills.
"Then..." Song Xuanhe looked at the familiar street and said with a smile: "What do you think of Xiao Yuanmu?"
"Young Master Xiao is not an ordinary person." Zhang Chao turned his head and looked at Song Xuanhe with a solemn look in his eyes, and said, "Before, I thought that the young master was just playing with Young Master Xiao, but during this period of time, I found that there is some sincerity between you and Young Master Xiao, and Young Master Xiao is not as repulsive to you as I imagined. I want to advise you that even if you and Young Master Xiao choose to separate in the end, try to part ways in peace."
Song Xuanhe finally looked Zhang Chao in the face. He raised his head and saw Zhang Chao's slightly serious expression. He couldn't help but ask, "Why do you think Xiao Yuanmu is not an ordinary person?"
However, before Zhang Chao could speak, the car stopped steadily and arrived at the destination.
Song Xuanhe retracted his gaze and said calmly: "Go call Xiao Yuanmu, I'll wait here."
Zhang Chao nodded, opened the car door and left. After a while, he came over with Xiao Yuanmu.
He opened the back door for Xiao Yuanmu and said with a smile, "Master Xiao, please sit down."
Xiao Yuanmu bent down and met Song Xuanhe's lazy gaze. The scene of him and Xiao Shenglin laughing and chatting excitedly last night appeared in his mind, but his eyes were as calm as water.
"Everyone is in the car, let's go." Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu and then looked away, telling the driver to drive.
The car was driving smoothly on the road again, but this time no one in the car spoke.
It takes nearly an hour and a half to get from the city center to the airport. Song Xuan drank too late with Zhou Nan and the others last night, so he closed his eyes to rest. As he rested, he felt sleepy and gradually fell into a dream.
Xiao Yuanmu watched Song Xuanhe's head drooping down little by little, and finally it suddenly lowered and opened his eyes for an instant. However, he was awake for only a second, and then he leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep again. But his sleep was not very peaceful, and he tilted to one side and then to the other, and sometimes he continued to lower his head and leaned to one side as the car turned a corner.
He just looked at them coldly, without any intention of making a move to straighten Song Xuanhe's sitting position.
Zhang Chao withdrew his gaze from the co-pilot seat, looked out the window and sighed secretly.
After a turn, Song Xuanhe woke up again with his head down and almost bumped into the car window. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yuanmu in a daze. He was still a little sleepy at this time. Seeing him sitting aside with a cold face, he snorted through his nose without any concealment, then moved his butt a little bit - close to the window, sitting as far away from Xiao Yuanmu as he could.
Xiao Yuanmu turned his eyes away indifferently, looked out the window and thought about the things he had been preparing for during this period of time.
It has to be said that Song Xuanhe's move back to the Song family gave him a lot of space to contact his subordinates who had followed him all his life. Following his memory, he actually found a few of them. Although these people had not yet made a name for themselves, compared to the time when they had already become famous, helping and providing timely assistance at this time would gain more loyalty from his subordinates.
Now he has sold several stocks. Although the cash on hand is little, it is enough as the initial capital of a company. What's more, as long as he has the capital, money is just a number in his eyes and he can have as much as he needs.
This time, he would not merge the small company he had put all his efforts into but which the Xiao family looked down upon into the Xiao Corporation as he did in his previous life. Although this company helped him to gain a foothold quickly, he no longer needed to exchange anything for it.
If it's his, it will naturally belong to him from beginning to end.
His company is no longer just a help for him to gain a foothold, but also the backing for him to inherit the Xiao family. Since it is a backing, financial status is indispensable. Now that funds are not lacking, he needs to find a way to make this company recognized by the industry and quickly seize the industry market.
Xiao Yuanmu was still thinking when he felt his shoulder sink, and he glanced sideways, only to see a fair and well-behaved sleeping face. Perhaps his shoulder was too hard, poking the delicate head of the owner of the sleeping face, causing him to move his head from time to time, and his long curly eyelashes trembled.
As soon as the thought came to Xiao Yuanmu, before his brain could react, his hands had already moved as he wished. He gently dragged the face of the sleeping man and moved him to his shoulder. Fearing that he would exert too much force on his neck, he sat down a little.
When Xiao Yuanmu came to his senses, this face, which was extremely well-behaved after falling asleep, was already very close to him. Even the sound of his breathing with a little snoring was mixed with his warm breath, quietly but not ignorable, intertwined with his breathing.
He tilted his head slightly and looked at Song Xuanhe with eyes as deep as a cold pond, not concealing the coldness within. Just when he was about to raise his hand to push him away, he saw the man who had just calmed down wrinkled his nose, and a nasal hum came into his ears lightly and arrogantly, as arrogant and unreasonable as his master, causing the hand that had just been raised to hang in the air.
Xiao Yuanmu pursed his lips and observed him, and when he saw him hum, he rubbed his head again. It seemed that he had finally found a suitable sleeping position. He slightly frowned and then relaxed his brows. However, his long curly eyelashes were restless, like butterfly wings resting on a flower bud, gently fluttering after a while. As time passed, the frequency of the fluttering of the eyelashes gradually slowed down. After a few minutes, they quietly cast a shadow on his eyelids and no longer moved.
Song Xuanhe's eyelashes are very long, black and thick. This was Xiao Yuanmu's first thought.
He should have never slept leaning against Xiao Shenglin like this before. This was Xiao Yuanmu's second thought.
As the second thought came to his mind, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes turned a little colder because he remembered the scene he saw yesterday.
Last night, after he finished discussing some matters with his confirmed partner, he came out of the teahouse and was waiting for Yang Jie to drive over to take him back when he accidentally saw Song Xuanhe from the bar across the street.
He, Xiao Shenglin and Zhou Nan were sitting at the tables and chairs set up outside the bar. There were fruits, drinks and snacks on the table. Zhou Nan was drinking, and he and Xiao Shenglin were talking excitedly. Even though they were across the street, he could see the light in his eyes.
The resident singer outside suddenly sang to the climax, and the guests at the tables next to them raised their glasses and hummed softly. Perhaps because this disturbed their conversation, Song Xuanhe put his head close to Xiao Shenglin's ear, curved his eyebrows and said something, and finally he and Xiao Shenglin smiled at each other, and Xiao Shenglin even touched his head.
That was Song Xuanhe he had never seen before, relaxed and happy from the inside out. When he spoke to Xiao Shenglin with a smile, even though he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could see the intimacy and familiarity between him and Xiao Shenglin. It was a special aura that only came from trust that came from the heart, and this aura had never existed between him and Song Xuanhe before.
It might be the memories before his rebirth that made Xiao Yuanmu almost impulsively want to walk up to them and insert himself between Song Xuanhe and Xiao Shenglin, blocking their line of sight and conversation, then pinching Song Xuanhe's face so that he could only look at him, letting him know, letting everyone know, who Song Xuanhe really belonged to.
When Yang Jie called him, he had already stepped onto the zebra crossing. If it weren't for Yang Jie, he might have done what he was thinking at the time.
At that moment, he felt that Song Xuanhe might have given him some psychological hint before his rebirth, causing him to be bewitched by this hint even after his rebirth.
Song Xuanhe's influence on him, or the influence of the memory before his rebirth, made Xiao Yuanmu feel frightened, and at the same time, he became more vigilant.
Because he knew very well that no matter what Song Xuanhe looked like, he was not someone who could stand by his side, and he had never thought of letting anyone walk side by side with him.
Xiao Yuanmu's jaw was clenched as he looked at Song Xuanhe's sleeping face almost critically, from his fair and smooth skin to the almost unnoticeable teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, not missing a single detail.
Song Xuanhe's appearance was indeed good, but in the eyes of Xiao Yuanmu, who was used to seeing the world's top beauties, she was just good-looking.
With such a face and such a person, there was really nothing that could attract attention. Before his rebirth, the only reason he fell in love with him was because he had too little experience.
The waves in Xiao Yuanmu's eyes calmed down. He raised his hand, pinched Song Xuanhe's chin, and pushed his head away from his shoulder.
Song Xuanhe, who was half asleep, wanted to lean on his shoulder, but Xiao Yuanmu did not loosen his strength at all, and no matter how he tilted his head, it was fixed in the same place.
"What are you doing..." Song Xuanhe opened his eyes a little, his black and white pupils were a little sleepy, and they were watery: "Why are you grabbing my chin?"
Unguarded and confused, this was the first time Xiao Yuanmu saw Song Xuanhe who had not woken up. Even if he was dissatisfied, his voice contained a hint of coquettishness.
However, Xiao Yuanmu was not moved at all. When he saw him open his eyes, he pushed him back and said calmly, "We're at the airport."
At the same time, Zhang Chao, who had been observing the movements behind him, also spoke up: "Young Master, we've arrived at the airport."
Song Xuanhe rubbed his eyes and yawned softly before he fully opened his eyes. However, the corners of his eyes had been rubbed red by him, and the watery light made him look even more tired.
In fact, Song Xuanhe was still asleep. He didn't even care about Xiao Yuanmu pushing him. Instead, he nodded very quietly and said slowly, "Then I'll go to sleep on the plane later."
Zhang Chao glanced at the exceptionally well-behaved young master, feeling a little surprised. He had just interrupted Song Xuanhe because he was afraid that he and Xiao Yuanmu would be angry, but he didn't expect that he seemed particularly easy to talk to today.
When Xiao Yuanmu looked at Song Xuanhe like this, a flash of inspiration came to his mind. It seemed that Song Xuanhe acted like this when he was drunk before.
Quiet, well-behaved, slow, does what he is told, and has no idea how to get angry.
Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe was like this when he just woke up. Maybe Song Xuanhe would be like this when he was not awake.
Xiao Yuanmu frowned unconsciously. He must keep a close eye on him in the future and not let him drink outside or stay overnight outside. This was his first thought. However, before he could have a second thought, he saw Song Xuanhe had already got out of the car, following Zhang Chao closely, and even wanted to help him carry his luggage.
Zhang Chao naturally rejected Song Xuanhe. This was the first time he saw the young master so well-behaved. Assistant Zhang, who had watched him grow up and almost treated him as his own brother, was very pleased. However, he felt a little sad at the same time, because from the words of Mrs. Song and Mr. Song, he knew that the young master was also a well-behaved and very lovable child when he was young. He just didn't expect that he would see this scene again.
Of course, Zhang Chao also discovered that Song Xuanhe was probably still asleep at this time, but even if he was still asleep, he was still his little master. This at least proved that the little master was not a bad person by nature, and his arrogance and domineering behavior when he was sober was just a wall he built.
However, before Zhang Chao could sigh more, Xiao Yuanmu got out of the car and walked between Song Xuanhe and Zhang Chao. Although his tone was cold, he said to him politely: "Do you need my help?"
Zhang Chao quickly shook his head, glanced at Song Xuanhe who was standing behind Xiao Yuanmu, and said, "Master Xiao, our young master hasn't woken up yet. Please take care of him and take him inside to sit for a while. I'll come over with my boarding pass."
Xiao Yuanmu responded indifferently, walked a few steps, and seeing that Song Xuanhe did not move, he turned back, grabbed Young Master Song's wrist, and went straight into the airport.
The airport was noisy. Song Xuanhe followed Xiao Yuanmu for a few steps and gradually came to his senses. He looked at the noisy environment and several middle-aged women who were running around as if they had gone to the wrong check-in area. His hand, which had wanted to break free, was obediently held by Xiao Yuanmu.
At least when someone rushes over, there will be a human wall in front to block them.
Zhang Chao quickly got their boarding passes and took them to the VIP lounge, saying, "Young Master, you and Young Master Xiao can rest here for a while. I'm going to do something."
At this time, Xiao Yuanmu had already let go of Song Xuanhe's hand. They sat on two adjacent single sofas with cold expressions. Hearing Zhang Chao say this, Song Xuanhe looked up from his phone and said, "Go quickly and come back soon."
Zhang Chao left in a hurry, and Song Xuanhe's eyes returned to the phone again.
This is a small group with only three people in it, called the "Top Male Model Team". The person who gave it this name was the shameless Zhou Nan.
At this time he was shouting in the group:
Dad is the most handsome man in the world: Are you all awake? Keep having fun at night!
I am the most handsome man in the world: At the airport, I don’t want to party with you at night.
Dad is the most handsome man in the world: Haha, it’s different having a boyfriend. Dad is such a sensible person, he won’t disturb your in-depth communication. Don’t worry, I’m talking to Linzi.
Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes and also made an eye-rolling expression, and replied: Who said that Xiao Yuanmu and I were together? Lin Zi and I made an appointment to drink together.
After sending it, he added another message: Not your kind.
Zhou Nan was crying out loud and sending messages one after another. Before Song Xuanhe had finished reading, he saw a voice message from him and clicked it without thinking too much.
I only heard Zhou Nan say in a very indignant voice: "Tell Daddy, when did you and Lin Zi get together? You actually got pregnant behind my back! Are you worthy of me and your Xiao Yuanmu?"
Zhou Nan spoke very quickly and loudly, finishing the entire sentence almost as soon as Song Xuanhe wanted to hang up. The words echoed in the very spacious VIP registration room and obviously did not bypass the ears of Xiao Yuanmu who was looking over here.
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