After get off work, Song Xuanhe parked his car directly in front of the company gate. The expensive supercar attracted the attention of many passers-by and white-collar workers who were off work.
Most of the passers-by came because of the car, while the white-collar workers coming out of the building came because of the people in the car. Almost no one who works at the Song Group does not know Song Xuanhe's car, and what they care about at the moment is who Song Xuanhe is waiting for here.
The white-collar workers slowed down their pace, and some who were walking in groups started to speculate. It was well known that Song Xuanhe was pursuing Xiao Yuanmu from the venture capital department, and there was also a rumor at noon that Xiao Yuanmu had already agreed to Song Xuanhe's pursuit. So who was Song Xuanhe waiting for at the moment? Most of the people here already knew the answer, and they just wanted to confirm it with their own eyes.
Without rolling down the car window, Song Xuanhe knew how many people were watching outside, and he also knew that from today on, rumors would spread throughout the company. In the future, Xiao Yuanmu will face flattery and fawning from his colleagues, as well as difficulties and contempt from them. He will become strangers to his colleagues with whom he had a good relationship when he first entered the company, and then endure the alienation and difficulties brought about by the rumors alone. In the process, he will become more and more disgusted with the Song family and Song Xuanhe, laying the groundwork for the future bankruptcy of the Song family and the end of Song Xuanhe.
I think I’m a little bit miserable. Song Xuanhe, wearing a pair of sunglasses, lazily leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs and talked to the system in his mind: [He almost broke a girl's heart at noon, and I helped him turn the tide. But he actually made me lose my male dignity in the future. This is simply repaying kindness with ingratitude! 】
Thinking of Song Xuanhe's future fate, the system's rough voice also carried a hint of sympathy, and said: "Brother, you are not just a little miserable, you are really miserable. 】
Song Xuanhe: [… Ergou, you said that I would escape after finishing the storyline, and hide in some small village until all the stories of the original owner are finished, and then you would send me back to the original world, is that okay? 】
【all right. 】The system is very straightforward: 【As long as you can escape the revenge and pursuit of the boss after completing all the plots, I can send you back directly when the time is up. 】
Hearing this, Song Xuanhe felt relieved and finally smiled. Running away was something he was very good at. When the plot was over, he would just pat his butt and run away. He didn't believe that Xiao Yuanmu, a man who was destined to stand at the top of the world's economy, would have the leisure to hold on to him.
The system reminded: [The boss is coming. 】
Song Xuanhe put away the smile on his face and lowered the car window. As expected, he saw Xiao Yuanmu, who was only three meters away from the car. He took off his sunglasses and said in a condescending tone: "Get in the car, we will go directly to the supermarket, and you can make dinner later."
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him indifferently, opened the car door and got in, with no extra expression on his face from beginning to end.
As Song Xuanhe started the car, he was secretly shocked. Xiao Yuanmu was only twenty years old now. At this age when most of his peers were staying in ivory towers to enjoy their youth, he not only had already joined the top companies in the industry and made detailed plans for his future career, but he also truly managed to keep his emotions under control. Even if he was not found by the Xiao family in the future, with his intelligent and supervisory abilities that far exceeded ordinary people, his future achievements would be limitless.
Faced with such a smart and intelligent man, how stupid must the original owner be to be like a blind idiot, offending him again and again, leading to such a miserable end in the future.
System: [Don’t scold the original owner. From now on, you will be the one to complete these stupid tasks. 】
Song Xuanhe: [Thank you for your reminder, Bro. 】
System: [You’re welcome, brother. 】
Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes and suddenly felt that he was going to offend Xiao Yuanmu anyway, so why should he be so cautious and trembling with fear.
So Young Master Song started to order the dishes: "I want boiled fish fillet, super spicy, with potatoes, lotus root slices, and bean curd skin as the side dishes. I don't have any other requirements. I also want sweet and sour spare ribs, a little sweeter, and spicy shrimp. Remember to peel the shells of fresh shrimp before frying them, and add a meatball soup. Four dishes are enough."
Xiao Yuanmu hummed lightly, his expression unchanged, without any resentment of being ordered around.
Song Xuanhe was a little scared, as he felt that Xiao Yuanmu was remembering to return them to him later. If he offended Xiao Yuanmu now and Xiao Yuanmu had to dig deep into the ground to find him, it would be terrible.
So, the flexible Master Song decided to make amends: "If you don't want to peel the shrimp, you can do it with the shells, and I will peel it myself then."
Xiao Yuanmu was silent for a while, lowered his eyes and hummed again.
The two of them went shopping in the supermarket in the villa area and bought everything they needed before going back. As soon as they got home, Song Xuanhe sat on the sofa and waited for Xiao Yuanmu to cook for him.
The sound of frying pans in the kitchen wafted out along with the tempting aroma of food. Song Xuanhe, who was originally playing with his phone, slowly sat up straight after smelling the food. Before he could stretch his neck to look into the kitchen, a sentence appeared in his mind:
[Xiao Yuanmu brought one dish after another with tempting aromas to the long wooden table. Song Xuanhe, who was sitting in the living room, did not make any movement. He did not want to pay attention to her, but thinking that Song Xuanhe might use this incident as an excuse to cause trouble for him, he still walked into the living room.
When Song Xuanhe saw Xiao Yuanmu coming over, he curled his lips and smiled, saying, "It seems that you finally have a certain understanding of your own identity."
Xiao Yuanmu suppressed the coldness in his eyes and said indifferently, "The meal is ready."
Song Xuanhe stretched out his hand to him and said in a condescending tone as if he was treating a servant: "Come here, pull me up."
Xiao Yuanmu stood still. He had agreed to the request reluctantly under Song Xuanhe's coercion, but he was unwilling to continue to be hypocritical. Moreover, when he thought of the last time Song Xuanhe tried to force him to submit, he felt his stomach churning and his chest was filled with anger. If it were not for the existence of the dean, he would not mind exchanging one life for another.
After all, he was still young, and at this moment Xiao Yuanmu was far from having the sophistication and scheming he would have in the future. When his patience had reached its limit, he turned around and left, unwilling to even look at Song Xuanhe.
Song Xuanhe felt offended. He walked directly to the restaurant. When he saw Xiao Yuanmu sitting down to eat, he was furious and said coldly, "It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swept the dishes on the table to the ground, then turned around and went upstairs. 】
Song Xuanhe's eyes widened, looking confused: [What the hell is this! This plot is not in the novel I read! 】
[This is the plot in Xiao Yuanmu’s memories in the later period, so you have to leave too. 】The system probably felt that Song Xuanhe's expression at the moment was a little pitiful, and thinking of what he would face in the future, its tone also had a hint of sympathy. 【Because this plot is a memory, you can handle it vaguely. You only need to go over the key points of the plot. It's not like the main plot, where you have to memorize even the lines in it. 】
Song Xuanhe took a deep breath, and what he inhaled into his nostrils was the aroma of boiled fish fillets. He asked with a glimmer of hope: [Which is the key plot? 】
[Just lift the table and sweep the dishes off.] 】
Song Xuanhe: [Why didn’t you tell me earlier when I ordered dishes according to my own taste! ! ! 】
The system also felt a little aggrieved. The rough voice of the 1.80-meter-tall man sounded a little pitiful: [I didn't expect you to order food. When I remembered, you had already ordered. 】
Song Xuanhe: …
Maybe I dug up your ancestors' graves in my previous life?
Because his mother is a chef, although Young Master Song is spoiled and willful, he never wastes food. His temper is not that good, but generally few people will touch his bottom line and make him really angry. However, wasting food carefully prepared by others is one of the bottom lines that he cannot tolerate.
Now, the system wanted him to overturn a table of dinner that he was looking forward to and expected would taste absolutely delicious. This made him even more resistant than the last time when the plot forced Xiao Yuanmu.
Before Song Xuanhe could prepare himself mentally, Xiao Yuanmu had already finished cooking and came out.
Perhaps it was because of the smell of food in the kitchen, Xiao Yuanmu, who walked in front of Song Xuanhe, not only lost his usual unapproachable coldness, but also looked a little softer because of the apron on his body.
Even the sound of his voice seemed to have a little more warmth than usual: "The meal is ready."
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips tightly. Thinking about having to overturn a table of delicious food that was guaranteed to be delicious, and then going hungry all night, he was so angry that his eyes turned red and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.
He didn't feel guilty when he threatened Xiao Yuanmu according to the plot, nor did he feel guilty when he forced Xiao Yuanmu later, but at this moment, he really felt that he was a little sorry for Xiao Yuanmu, at least he really felt sorry for that table of delicious food.
The more I think about it, the sadder I feel. But I have to do it anyway, so I might as well do it cleanly and efficiently.
Song Xuanhe stood up, walked past Xiao Yuanmu without looking away, and walked into the restaurant. He directly overturned a table of dishes on the ground, and then said coldly: "I don't want to eat."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to go upstairs, but his arm was grabbed by someone. Xiao Yuanmu grabbed his hand, looked at him with eyes that seemed to gather a storm, and his voice became completely cold: "What are you doing."
Song Xuanhe couldn't shake off his hand, so she could only look back at him without showing any weakness: "I don't want to eat anymore! Do you have any objection?"
Xiao Yuanmu's grip on Song Xuanhe's hand suddenly tightened, with increasing force, almost trying to crush his wrist bones. However, when his eyes met his slightly red eyes and nose, he subconsciously loosened his grip and let him turn and leave.
After returning to the room, Song Xuanhe found a sofa and sat down. He wanted to play with his phone to calm his anger and relieve the hunger that was just aroused by the fragrance. However, after looking around, he remembered that he had left his phone on the sofa in the living room.
Thinking of Xiao Yuanmu's expression just now, which was so cold that it could freeze anyone in an instant, Song Xuanhe kicked the stool and turned into the bathroom to wash up.
Downstairs, Xiao Yuanmu stood there for a long time before turning back to the restaurant. After seeing the mess on the floor, his eyes sank slightly, and he left without even looking at it again.
After having his dinner ruined by Song Xuanhe, Xiao Yuanmu had no appetite, so he simply went back to his room. To go upstairs he had to pass through the living room, and halfway there he stopped and saw his cell phone left next to the sofa.
Xiao Yuanmu paused for two seconds, then walked over and picked it up.
The screen of the mobile phone had not yet gone dark. Xiao Yuanmu glanced at it and found that it was the company's internal communication website. He didn't intend to read it any further, but his eyes found very familiar words.
He turned his phone around and saw the post that Song Xuanhe was checking. The title was "Venture Capital Department male god Xiao Yuanmu and goddess Yang Ran were separated, and he looked at the goddess' back with a lonely expression." Attached below was a picture of Xiao Yuanmu looking at the back of a long curly-haired goddess from a distance.
Xiao Yuanmu frowned slightly, and suddenly Song Xuanhe's expression, which seemed to be extremely aggrieved, appeared in front of him. He pursed his lips, and the gloom in his eyes dissipated a little, and he turned and went into the kitchen.
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