On the day of heavy snow, the first snow of winter fell in the imperial capital.
When Song Xuanhe was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, he raised his eyes and was stimulated by the white light reflected from the window, so he closed his eyes and then fell into a nap with peace of mind.
I woke up again because of Xiao Yuanmu's words: "Since you are sleepy, then don't go to the birthday party at noon."
According to Song Xuanhe's sleep quality, sounds that are not disturbing and are not specific to alarm clocks are unlikely to wake him up. However, Xiao Yuanmu's clear and cold words made him open his eyes suddenly. He even skipped the emptying phase that he usually had to do before waking up and sat up instantly. His face was still a little dazed from sleep, but his tone was firm: "You must go."
Before Xiao Yuanmu could say anything, Ergou, who was extremely anxious but did not dare to wake up Song Xuanhe because of the profound lesson he had learned before, exclaimed excitedly: "I didn't expect that, brother, you would be so concerned about sending the boss home! I am so touched! 】
The system's voice has always been very loud, and now it sounded in his mind without any barriers. Even if it was not through his ears, Song Xuanhe felt pain in his ears, and he immediately jumped from a dazed state to clarity.
It has been a long time since I last heard this rough and shabby sound, although Song Xuanhe didn't miss it at all.
Xiao Yuanmu saw that Song Xuanhe's eyes were a little dazed just now, but he didn't expect that he regained clarity in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, but it soon fell again.
Song Xuanhe didn't notice Xiao Yuanmu's expression, because it was already ten o'clock and the birthday party was to start at twelve o'clock, but out of courtesy, almost everyone would arrive around eleven o'clock. It would take thirty minutes to get from the apartment to the hotel where the birthday party was held if there was no traffic jam. Traffic jams would only extend the time indefinitely, so he had to wash up, change clothes and set off immediately.
When Song Xuanhe came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Xiao Yuanmu was nowhere to be seen. He quickly changed into the formal clothes he had prepared, picked up a coat and went downstairs.
Xiao Yuanmu was leaning against the window and making a phone call, his brows lowered and his expression indifferent. He was wearing a well-tailored dark grey suit that magnified the advantages of his broad shoulders and long legs. Just by leaning casually, one could feel his strong aura. However, the camel coat in his hand suppressed his aura, making him look mature and ascetic.
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows. It was worthy of the fact that the clothes were chosen by him and then altered according to Xiao Yuanmu's size. They looked good no matter how he wore them. The key was that his tailoring skills had not fallen behind over such a long time. If his teacher saw it, he would probably be very pleased.
Noticing Song Xuan coming over, Xiao Yuanmu said something to the person on the other end of the phone and hung up. His eyes swept over the same coat in his hand and he put it on.
Song Xuanhe put on his shoes and said, "I noticed that you've received a lot of phone calls recently. Are they all from Yang Jie?"
"Yeah." Xiao Yuanmu walked to his side and responded lightly.
"Yang Jie is still speaking English to you?" Song Xuanhe asked.
Xiao Yuanmu's expression remained unchanged: "He is going to the United States to develop in a while, so he asked me to help him practice speaking."
Song Xuanhe was in a hurry to leave. He rolled his eyes at him and hurriedly pressed the elevator button. After entering, he glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, who was half a head taller than him, and said, "Tell me the truth, do you want to resign?"
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Why do you say that?"
"Just asking casually." When the elevator reached the parking lot, Song Xuanhe ended the topic perfunctorily.
There was little traffic jam along the way, and the two arrived at the birthday party venue on time.
Wei Chen, who was standing at the door to greet them, raised his eyebrows when he saw the two of them wearing the same jacket, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't see you express your opinion when I sent you the invitation before. I didn't expect you to actually come."
Song Xuanhe smiled and said, "Young Master Wei wants me to come so urgently, how can I not come? Besides, Mr. Wei's birthday banquet is a place where many people have to fight to get in. Even if I don't give you face, I have to give Mr. Wei face, right?"
The scene of Song Xuanhe stabbing Song Guochao in the Song family with sharp teeth some time ago was still in front of his eyes. He didn't expect that the target would become him so soon. Wei Chen raised his eyes slightly, and the ruffian spirit that was suppressed because of wearing formal clothes was revealed from his mature and steady deceptive appearance. He said, "You Song family are very generous. President Song and Madam Song came in just before you."
Song Xuanhe still smiled: "Nothing, we will go in first."
Wei Chen nodded, and when Song Xuanhe lifted her foot, he suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, a Miss Song just asked me if you would come. I told her you should be here soon, and she is probably waiting in the small hall. Don't miss her."
Song Xuanhe walked straight in without even pausing.
Xiao Yuanmu hadn't spoken a word since he entered the hotel. He nodded slightly with an indifferent expression as he passed Wei Chen. Wei Chen kept smiling and nodded politely in response. Their eyes met and then looked away at the same time, as if they were normal strangers, with no emotion in their eyes.
To get from the porch to the banquet hall, one needs to pass through a small banquet hall. Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu walked side by side without looking at each other, and they seemed not to see the people sitting in the small hall, but the people inside saw them, or rather, saw Song Xuanhe.
Song Jiani quickly stood up, her high heels tapping, and called out, "Brother Xuanhe."
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes to look at him. Song Xuanhe paused, subconsciously raised his eyes to meet Xiao Yuanmu's gaze, then looked away guiltily.
"Brother Xuanhe." Song Jiani walked up to Song Xuanhe and said coquettishly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. When my uncle and aunt went in just now, they said you probably wouldn't come. Fortunately, I asked Young Master Wei."
"Do you have something to talk to me about?" Although Song Xuanhe's tone was cold, he was not impatient.
Song Jiani's eyes lit up, and the smile on her face became even bigger: "Yes, it's been a long time..."
As she spoke, she glanced at Song Xuan and Xiao Yuanmu beside her. Disgust flashed across her eyes before she changed her words and said, "It was Lu Chao who was looking for you. He couldn't find you, so he asked me to tell you that he hoped you could meet him."
"Lü Chao?" Song Xuanhe frowned: "What does he want me to do?"
Now it is still half a year away from the plot in the book where Song Xuan was tricked into taking drugs, and Lu Chao has not appeared in front of him since the pool party. At that time, he humiliated Lu Chao in front of everyone and threw him into the swimming pool. Those who are well-informed know that he and Lu Chao had a falling out. Because Lu Chao had a good relationship with him before, those who wanted to get close to him and then to the Song family through Lu Chao naturally followed suit.
From the pool party to the Lu family's business shrinking by two-thirds, to now just barely holding on to avoid bankruptcy, in just three months, the Lu family has completely collapsed.
All this was just because Lu Chao went from being Young Master Song’s good friend to being Young Master Song’s abandoned lackey.
"Lu family..." Song Jiani naturally knew the reason why Lu Chao's family fell. In fact, that incident was caused by her. Although her family was not bad, she did not have the ability to help Lu Chao. Moreover, she did not want Song Xuanhe to hate her even more because of this.
Song Jiani couldn't continue, she bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes.
"What's wrong with the Lu family?" Song Xuanhe seemed unaware of the situation and asked indifferently.
"Something happened at the Lu family." Song Jiani pinched the hem of her skirt and said, "So Lu Chao wants to ask you out."
"What does the Lu family's accident have to do with me?" Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, looking puzzled.
Song Jiani bit her lips again and again, she didn't know what to say. In fact, she came to speak for Lu Chao at this time just to find an excuse to talk to Song Xuanhe.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Song Xuanhe glanced at Song Jiani, who looked a little helpless, nodded to her lightly, and pushed open the door of the banquet hall.
It was already eleven twenty at this time. The banquet hall was very large and clearly divided. From the entrance to the inside, the area of about two hundred square meters was very empty. There were only quaint tables and chairs as well as quaint-looking drinks and beverages placed against the wall for people to rest and communicate. Walking further in, you would pass a small archway, which was where the birthday banquet would be held at noon.
At this time, the people who came to attend the banquet were naturally outside. Most of the people in the center of the hall were well-dressed men and women in suits. They were drinking and talking in low voices. There were also middle-aged or elderly people in Zhongshan suits where tables and chairs were placed against the wall. Most of them were very dignified and only talked to the people around them. However, many people in the center of the hall would involuntarily look at those people, wanting to go up and talk to them.
Song Xuanhe took a quick look around and got a general idea of the situation, but he had not stopped searching. The Xiao family would definitely send someone to attend Mr. Wei's banquet, but he was not sure about the identity and status of the person, and he didn't know whether that person could recognize Xiao Yuanmu.
In the book, Xiao Yuanmu's biological parents recognized him at first sight. Since they could recognize him at a glance, it proved that Xiao Yuanmu looked very similar to the Xiao family, or at least looked like someone in the Xiao family. In this way, it is very likely that the people from the Xiao family recognized Xiao Yuanmu.
Seeing that Song Xuanhe had been looking for something since he entered the banquet hall, and remembering the expectant expression on his face that he could hardly conceal every time he mentioned the Wei family banquet, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flashed slightly, and he observed Song Xuanhe's expression calmly.
However, Song Xuanhe's expression did not change after looking around for a few times, because he had no idea which one was from the Xiao family, and even the system could not recognize them.
When Song Xuanhe scolded it for being useless, the system was still very confident: [That Xiao family member is not a character in the plot, how could I have his information. 】
Without even a specific target, Song Xuanhe had to give up the search. As soon as Xiao Yuanmu came in, everyone looked at him, and he stood out among the crowd. If the Xiao family member was there, he would have noticed Xiao Yuanmu quickly.
If that was the case, he wouldn't have to look for it specifically.
Seeing Song Xuanhe withdraw his gaze, Xiao Yuanmu asked calmly, "What are you looking for?"
"Song Guochao." Song Xuanhe lied without blinking: "I'm afraid of meeting him on a narrow road, so I have to squat first. Besides, if he sees that I brought you here, he will probably point at your nose and scold you."
Song Xuanhe had a clear conscience in quietly flattering Song Guochao in front of the future big boss.
Xiao Yuanmu put away his suspicions after hearing this, because Song Guochao and his wife were indeed not in the banquet hall, so it was normal for Song Xuanhe to look for them for a long time.
"When Song Guochao comes, he will definitely ask me to go with him to celebrate his birthday. Just avoid him." Song Xuanhe continued to flatter him: "Otherwise, if he catches you, although he will not say anything to you on the spot for the sake of his reputation, he will definitely use his position to cause trouble for you in the future."
Xiao Yuanmu didn't care and said calmly: "He has no connection with my department and can't find any trouble with me."
"How can you not find him?" Song Xuanhe frowned and looked at him, as if he was looking at a lamb that had just escaped from the pyramid. "He is Song Guochao, and the chairman of Song Corporation is his father. Do you think he can cause trouble for you? As long as he doesn't like you, he will have many ways to mess with you."
Xiao Yuanmu said nothing, and Song Xuanhe continued, "You have to endure the suppression of the Song family when you are with me, not to mention that you are staying in the Song family's company. Originally, Song Guochao thought that I was just playing with you and would not do anything, but after seeing me bring you to such an important banquet, the alarm bells will definitely ring in his heart. He will think that you and I are in a serious relationship, and even think that I may marry you in the future. At this time, he will definitely try every means to break us up, but he can't do anything to me, so can he only vent his anger on you?"
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, his calm eyes gradually became deep and dark, he asked: "Can you?"
Song Xuanhe was stunned by Xiao Yuanmu's gaze and was a little confused: "What do you mean?"
Xiao Yuanmu looked away, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said: "So when you pursued me, you wanted to date me with the premise of getting married."
Song Xuanhe reacted and remembered what he had just said in order to make Xiao Yuanmu give up and resign. He licked the corner of his mouth and was about to explain when he saw Xiao Yuanmu looking at him again. At this time, his eyes no longer had any darkness and became clear and calm, but there seemed to be something else hidden in his eyes.
However, before Song Xuanhe could think about it, he continued, "So you lied to me about your premature ejaculation before?"
Not knowing why the topic suddenly turned to this, Song Xuanhe was about to speak when he heard Xiao Yuanmu say calmly, "I just don't want to have premarital sex."
It turns out that this is a possible explanation!
After hearing what Xiao Yuanmu said, Song Xuanhe almost understood everything and was overjoyed.
Isn’t not having sex before marriage the best answer to avoid future troubles? Why hadn't he thought of this before?
Song Xuanhe realized the benefit of admitting it almost immediately, and his acting skills burst out instantly. His brows slightly frowned, then he turned his face away, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, looking unwilling and guilty as if he had been caught lying and the truth had been discovered.
After a few seconds, he spoke awkwardly: "Although few people pay attention to these things in this era, our family is quite traditional."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes fell on his slightly trembling eyelashes. Judging from his expression, it seemed that he was right. However, Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes and he could not see his eyes, so it was difficult to determine whether his words were true or false.
"You don't think I'm particularly old-fashioned, do you?" Song Xuanhe couldn't hear Xiao Yuanmu's answer, and his tone became tough in anger: "If you can't accept us..."
Before Song Xuanhe could finish his words, his chin was lifted up. When he met Xiao Yuanmu's gaze, he subconsciously wanted to look away, but he held back and looked at him confidently, even frowning and saying, "Let me go. It's OK if you don't accept it."
Xiao Yuanmu put down his hand as he said, because after seeing Song Xuanhe's eyes, he realized belatedly how strong the man in front of him was in hiding his skills.
Since he couldn't tell whether it was true or not, what difference did it make what he said? He wasn't too curious about the answer anyway.
Because of their striking looks, their interaction has long attracted the attention of many people. When Xiao Yuanmu lifted Song Xuanhe's chin, a little girl in a dress covered her face and said, "What a good match, so sweet!"
Another girl next to her said with some regret: "It's a pity that they didn't kiss."
Song Guochao's originally dark face turned ashen as he passed by them, but he forced a smile when greeting other guests passing by. He almost had schizophrenia along the way.
So when he walked in front of Song Xuanhe, he did not hide his disgust for Xiao Yuanmu at all. He did not even glance at him, but glared at Song Xuanhe, then looked at Li Nian'an, and was unwilling to say a word to Song Xuanhe.
Li Nian'an didn't care. She smiled at Xiao Yuanmu first, and then said to Song Xuanhe gently, "Why didn't you tell your mother that you were coming over? If you had told her, she would have prepared your formal clothes. We are going to greet Mr. Wei, so come with us."
It is a rule that when a family arrives at a birthday party, they should all go together to congratulate the host. Since Song Xuanhe was there, he naturally would not refuse, not to mention that it was Li Nian'an who brought it up.
In front of Song Guochao, Song Xuanhe held Xiao Yuanmu's hand and said, "I'll be there in a moment, wait for me here."
Hearing Song Xuan's voice, which was gentler than usual, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he nodded slightly to show his agreement.
Attending the birthday banquet with Song Guochao was just to show that the Song and Li families were still harmonious in front of outsiders. Now that Song Xuanhe was here, Li Nian'an naturally let go of Song Guochao, took Song Xuanhe's arm and said, "Hebao, you haven't been home these few days. Mom sees that you have lost weight."
Song Xuanhe, who had never received such care from his elders, didn't know that all mothers would say "a son will lose three pounds after three days of absence", so he touched his face in surprise and said very honestly: "That's impossible. I weighed myself a few days ago and I gained two pounds."
Li Nian'an looked at his face carefully and sighed, "You've really lost weight. Maybe you're hungry because you didn't eat at home."
Song Xuanhe: "Xiao Yuanmu's cooking is delicious. I eat a lot every day."
"That may be because the nutrition he gave you is not balanced." Li Nian'an insisted: "Come back in a few days, and Mom will give you some supplements."
Song Xuanhe would be really stupid if he couldn't understand the hidden meaning of Li Nian'an's words at this time. But after he understood it, he didn't know how to respond.
"What?" Li Nian'an didn't hear Song Xuanhe talking, so he glared at him and said, "I'm just going home to have a meal. How can I disturb your relationship?"
"Of course not." Song Xuanhe curled his lips and said, "I'll go back and have dinner with you in a few days if I have time."
Song Guochao had a cold face and said nothing until he went up to the second floor and arrived at the door of Mr. Wei's lounge.
However, as soon as the door of the lounge opened, a smile instantly appeared on his face, and he said, "Old man, I wish you good fortune and a long life."
The lounge was large, with several elderly people sitting inside, including Mr. Wei. Upon hearing Song Guochao's blessing, he smiled and nodded, saying, "You are so thoughtful."
Song Guochao continued to say his blessings with a smile. Mr. Wei was already accustomed to the fact that everyone who came to celebrate his birthday would try to sit on the road for a while longer, so the faint smile on his face remained unchanged and he looked very kind.
Song Xuanhe just stood aside with Li Nian'an's arm around his, listening to Song Guochao's various blessings without repeating a single word. He sincerely lamented that Song Guochao was really not cut out for business, and with his talent for witty remarks, a crosstalk actor would be more suitable for him.
Before Song Guochao finished speaking, someone knocked on the door again. Old Master Wei said calmly, "Come in." Song Guochao was very tactful and didn't say anything else.
The person who came in didn't say anything, but walked straight in. When he passed Song Guochao, he paused and said, "I said I didn't see you downstairs just now, but you're here."
Hearing Wei Chen's rare familiar words, Old Master Wei, who had been smiling faintly, raised his eyes in surprise and saw Song Xuanhe and Li Nian'an standing behind him.
Facing the curious gazes of the people in the room and Song Guochao's surprised expression, Song Xuanhe smiled and said, "I'll come up to celebrate your birthday."
As he spoke, he looked at Mr. Wei politely, bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Wei, my mother and I wish you a long and prosperous life."
Few people know that Mr. Wei's favorite plant is the pine tree, and his favorite animal is the crane. Song Xuanhe's blessing is exactly what he likes. Coupled with Song Xuanhe's generous and steady attitude, Mr. Wei's eyes rarely revealed his love for the younger generation. He smiled and said, "Since you and Wei Chen are friends, just call me Grandpa Wei. There's no need to be so unfamiliar."
Song Xuanhe followed suit: "Grandpa Wei."
Most of the people sitting inside knew the old man's preferences. Although they were a little surprised that he looked at a young man differently, they were only slightly surprised for a moment. After all, they also knew that Wei Chen was a cold-tempered boy with few friends. Now it was rare for him to have a friend other than the usual ones with whom he had a good relationship, so it was normal for Old Wei to be gentle to him.
However, Song Guochao opened his eyes wide in astonishment. In his age group, there were only a handful of people in the imperial capital who could call Old Man Wei "Uncle Wei". Similarly, in Song Xuanhe's age group, there were also only a handful of people who could directly call Old Man Wei "Grandpa Wei".
Unexpectedly, at first sight, Song Xuanhe caught the eye of Mr. Wei, and seemed to have a good relationship with Wei Chen, the only legitimate grandson of the Wei family.
Song Guochao himself couldn't explain how he felt right now. Song Xuanhe was his son. No matter what their relationship was like, as long as outsiders knew that Song Xuanhe was favored by Old Wei, his status would naturally rise. However, if Song Xuanhe had such a backer, coupled with the old man's partiality, it was hard to say whether the Song family would be handed over to Song Xuanlin or Song Xuanhe in the future.
Thinking of the fact that he had accidentally learned that Song Xuanlin and Wei Chen also had some friendship, Song Guochao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe Wei Chen would look at Song Xuanhe differently, just because he had a good relationship with Song Xuanlin, so he gave Song Xuanhe some face.
The author has something to say: True or false questions:
Song Xuanlin: I’m not a bad person.
Song Guochao: I won’t die easily.
Song Yansong: I have decided on the successor.
Song Jiani: I will never give up Xuan and my brother even if I die.
Xiao Yuanmu: I won’t fall in love with anyone.
Wei Chen: I think Song Xuanhe is interesting.
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