Chapter 10

010

a thunderbolt wakes song Xuanhe from his dream.

He gazed at the dark clouds outside the window, yawned a lot, and then sat up on his bed, looking at the time. It was eleven o'clock in the morning, but the dark clouds and the sudden rain accompanied by lightning outside made him feel a trance.

He sat quietly on the bed for a long time. Then he crawled out of bed and took a shower in the bathroom. After washing away all his wine, he felt much more relaxed.

didn't drink much yesterday. According to his original liquor volume, there was no problem at all. I didn't expect the original owner to drink so much, but with a few Baijiu down, his head was faint.

It seems that in the future, we should drink less outside. Song Xuan and his wife tut with regret, wiping their hair and going downstairs.

When he came to the living room, he found that Xiao yuanmu was sitting on the sofa watching TV, either reading in his room or playing tricks. He was surprised to pick his eyebrows. Before he could speak, he stopped looking at the TV screen.

"- although this photo is blurred, we can see that Liu yinghou is drinking with a man. Their gestures are very ambiguous, which is about the ancient wedding gesture. It is also rumored that this young master s is not the first time to visit catkins late at night. They have also been in and out of a hotel together."

There are two blurred pictures of the name of the hotel on TV. Song Xuan and his eyes are fixed. It's not that he broke LiuXu and opened the room with song Guochao. Unexpectedly, song Guochao was ignored in the entertainment. He took a picture of him patrolling at the front desk and a picture of LiuXu walking into the elevator with a mask, and then he forced them together.

Song Xuanhe was not very angry, but he was a little funny and expectant. He was funny because he found that no matter what world he was in, reading pictures and telling stories was one of the survival skills that entertainment media practitioners must master. He could not wait to know what song Guochao's expression was when he saw the news.

About this time, song Guochao was already scolding him.

With a schadenfreude smile in his eyes, he went to the sofa and sat down. Hearing the sound of rain outside the window, he put his legs to the sofa and grabbed a pillow. As soon as he was ready to play games with his mobile phone, he saw Xiao yuanmu stand up.

Song Xuanhe looked up, and his eyes collided with Xiao yuanmu's in the air. Subconsciously, he shrank back, feeling that Xiao yuanmu's eyes were more stormy than those outside.

However, Xiao yuanmu just glanced at him, then turned and left without a trace of stay.

Song Xuanhe is a little puzzled. He takes his mobile phone and thinks for a while. He finds that the boss's mind is really not something that ordinary people can detect. So he is too lazy to think about it any more. It's just the love of plastic actors. In the future, it's the relationship between chasing and being chased. If he guesses it thoroughly, he can't change it, so he doesn't have to waste brain cells.

Downstairs, song Xuan and Xiao yuanmu play games heartlessly. Upstairs, Xiao yuanmu takes three cold baths to suppress his anger.

Xiao yuanmu stood by the bed, looking at the dark sky outside the window, and felt that the depression and gloom that had just dissipated seemed a little deeper. His eyes were heavy, and he suddenly wanted to smoke. However, he didn't move half a minute, just stood upright on his back.

He knew that something was different.

He had no doubt that at first he was absolutely intolerant of song Xuanhe, but now he was not sure what he thought of song Xuanhe.

It's not like, it's no longer disgusting, but it's hard to get along with ordinary people who don't need to care. Song Xuanhe, for him, is a complex existence, which is difficult to describe with a single word.

There is a strange, elusive, even should not appear at all things, without the slightest omen appeared in his heart, like the light to break through the fog, like a mirage to lure visitors to fall to the bottom of the valley, can not say good or bad, but like silk, a silk winding, let him break away.

This kind of emotion comes suddenly and inexplicably, without any sign. He is a little at a loss, but he does not reject it. On the contrary, he is a little curious because of this. He is curious about the reason of this emotion and how it will develop.

Since we can't break free, let's wait and see.

……

After playing a game, song Xuanhe looks up and finds that it's more than 12 o'clock. His stomach cries out at the right time. His hunger increases with each cry. Suddenly, he has the courage to go upstairs and ask Xiao yuanmu to cook.

Anyway, I will offend him in the future. Now I'm enjoying my life first. In a sense, he has earned a little.

Standing at the door of Xiao yuanmu's room, before he could knock on the door, the door was opened. Xiao yuanmu looked down at him and said, "hungry?"

Song Xuan and Leng for a moment, then stepped back, hugged his chest and said, "why don't you cook at this time?"

"What would you like to eat?"

Song Xuan and he wanted to eat everything at this time, but considering the ingredients in the refrigerator, he didn't embarrass Xiao yuanmu and said directly, "chicken, Zuo Zongtang chicken."

Xiao yuanmu nodded slightly and said in a light voice, "OK."

Song Xuanhe was really hungry. He found something to fill his stomach in the kitchen, but he didn't dare to eat more. Xiao yuanmu's cooking skill is worth waiting for him.Xiao yuanmu cooks very fast, but in half an hour, the three dishes are already on the table, while song Xuanhe has already been waiting at the table.

Even if he was hungry, song Xuanhe ate slowly, chewing the food a little bit, feeling the taste of the food carefully.

When he was about to finish eating, Xiao yuanmu suddenly said, "the day you knocked over the table, the boiled fish was not on the table. Afterwards, I put it in the refrigerator."

Song Xuan's action with Jiacai was stiff, and then he naturally added a piece of chicken into his mouth. After swallowing it, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao yuanmu, with a blank expression: "is that right?"

"Yes."

Song Xuanhe blinked, frowning like thinking, and then said, "I don't remember if there was any boiled fish on the table."

There was no expression on Xiao yuanmu's face, and his tone was not salty: "the next morning, the boiled fish in the refrigerator disappeared."

"And that kind of thing?" Song Xuanhe looked surprised and said innocently, "maybe the cleaning aunt fell down in the morning."

"The bowl for boiling fish is gone."

"Maybe it was taken away by my aunt?" Song Xuanhe suddenly realized, "maybe she took it and ate it herself."

Xiao yuanmu glanced at him lightly, "is that right?"

"It's possible." Song Xuanhe gave a Tut and said, "I think it's very good, so I'll take it myself."

Xiao yuanmu put down his chopsticks, said nothing more, and recovered his usual high cold.

Song Xuan and song Xuan are relieved. They are glad that they are witty and throw the pot in time. If Xiao yuanmu knows that he got up in the middle of the night and ate the boiled fish fillets, and that he can't wash the dishes, he just throws the bowl away and destroys the corpse. Then how can he play the arrogant second ancestor in the future?

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Monday, unexpectedly calm, 5:30 p.m.

Song Xuan and pinching point wait outside the door of the VC department. Some people come out one after another. They are not surprised to see him. They all greet him with a smile, and their tone is no longer as formal as before.

Before long, Xiao yuanmu came over and saw him and said, "let's go."

As soon as they were ready to leave, they heard one crying out: "Mr. Song! Xiao

Song Xuanhe turned to see the impatience in Xiao yuanmu's eyes, but he still asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's like this." The man, dressed in a suit and wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, said with a smile: "today is the day for our VC department to have a dinner together. Xiao Xiao can't say in the afternoon, but I think it's also Xiao's first party in the company, which directly pushes colleagues. It's hard to avoid leaving an impression that they don't fit in well with each other. Moreover, it's good for future work to have more contact with colleagues, isn't it? And if Mr. Song is with us, maybe we can encourage you to have more passion for the company. "

Even if going to a dinner party is a must, song Xuanhe still picks an eyebrow and says coldly, "I don't know. I'm from the marketing department. If I eat with your venture capital department, I can still boost staff morale?"

The glasses man choked for a moment, but the smile on his face did not change at all. He said, "since it doesn't inspire morale, Mr. Song, as a family member, can also attend."

In the end, none of them can get involved in the management. If song Xuan and Xiao yuanmu really fall in love, he can't refuse.

However, he and Xiao yuanmu are not in love and can not refuse.

So song Xuanhe no longer embarrassed the project manager of the venture capital department. He said with a smile, "since you said so, let's go."

By the time song Xuan and the three arrived, the private room was full of people. The barbecue shop was filled with smoke, and the meat was making a Zizi sound. There was a different kind of excitement.

Seeing them coming in, most of them were a little surprised. They got up smartly to make room and said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Zhang, you sit here."

Song Xuanhe was not polite. He took Xiao yuanmu to two separate seats, and soon new bowls and chopsticks came up. Some people even put the freshly baked food into a bowl and handed it to them.

"No Song Xuan and the girl who handed the plate refused, pointed to Xiao yuanmu with her chin raised, and said, "I eat what he baked."

People's expressions changed slightly, their eyes became ambiguous, and their male colleagues said with a smile: "understand."

Xiao yuanmu took a light look at him. He rolled up his sleeves, took the clip and scissors of the barbecue, and helped him barbecue. Each piece was put into his bowl. It was moderately cooked and served with vegetables.

Song Xuanhe frowned. How could he feel that Xiao yuanmu didn't seem angry? After all, Xiao yuanmu was cold at that time.

However, Xiao yuanmu usually has no expression on his face. He is very proficient in expressing his emotions. He can't see that his expression changes normally. After all, this big man is very patient.

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