Chapter 37

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your circle is really chaotic.

This is song Xuanhe's first thought.

Cousins and cousins like the same man, but the book has never mentioned this relationship, too strange.

This is song Xuanhe's second thought.

Before he had a third thought, Guan Zhi turned his words to him.

Guan Zhi: "brother Wei, who is he? "

when Wei Chen looks at Song Xuanhe pointed by Guan Zhi's chin, he is surprised. His cousin is well bred, but he has never been arrogant. But now when he talks about song Xuanhe's undisguised dissatisfaction, it seems that he has been married.

However, he would like to see how song Xuanhe would solve the problem.

"This is song Xuanhe." Wei Chen said with a smile: "one of the successors of the Song family."

Guan Zhi nodded slightly and looked at Song Xuanhe.

Song Xuan and his eyes were too lazy to lift them. They sat quietly playing with their mobile phones.

As soon as Guan Zhi's face sank, he was so angry that he grabbed a piece of cake and put it in front of song Xuanhe. Just when everyone thought he was going to do something to embarrass song Xuanhe, he said in a loud voice, "do you see my hands shaking?"

All the people in the rest room were in a daze, and Wei Chen didn't know. So even song Xuan and his players stopped for two seconds. Then they couldn't help laughing and thinking of yesterday.

Some time ago, because of the scandal of song Guochao, the whole song family was very busy. However, after the storm subsided, most departments relaxed.

So yesterday morning, after reading several documents, song Xuanhe, who didn't have much breakfast, couldn't sit down. It happened that it was time for lunch break again. He simply pushed away the accumulated documents and left song. He drove around the city and walked into the very good hotel mentioned by Weichen on the phone.

The business of the hotel was so good that when song Xuanhe went in, he didn't even have a separate table, not to mention the box. The waiter looked at his expensive clothes and said, "would you like to join the table, sir? The table by the window is also for a gentleman. If you don't mind, maybe you can have a table with him. "

Song Xuanhe is always the most fastidious and the least fastidious in eating. If the food tastes good enough, he doesn't mind squatting at the door with a bowl. So he agreed to the waiter's proposal without hesitation.

By the window sat a fashionable teenager dressed up with headphones. Seeing song Xuanhe sitting opposite him, he just raised his eyes and continued to eat his own food.

Song Xuanhe was not interested in talking to strangers. After ordering some of the shop's signature dishes, he sat there quietly waiting to eat without even taking out his mobile phone.

Before long, the first dish song Xuanhe ordered came up. This is the shop's signature dish, beef sandwich. Although it's a cake, its skin is very thin, only the thickness of dumpling skin. However, it has the soft and strong taste of bread and bag. It's one of the ancestral crafts of this shop.

Song Xuanhe was not in a hurry to eat. He first smelled three plates of sauce, then dipped them in chopsticks and tasted them. Then he took a bowl and mixed the sauce according to different proportions. After mixing well, he sprinkled some black peppers.

After that, he picked up the cake, brushed the sauce evenly on the cake, then put coriander and cucumber in turn, finally spread a piece of beef, closed the cake and put it into his mouth.

Song Xuanhe was a slow eater, and he was very polite, but these did not affect his facial expression. Just his slightly bent eyes when he ate the beef cake made the opposite person feel that his bread was very delicious.

"Why do you mix sauce like that?"

In the middle of the meal, a Qingyue voice rings. Song Xuanhe looks up and finds that the boy in front of him doesn't know when to take off his earphone and is staring at the beef pie in his hand.

Song Xuanhe shook half of the beef cake in his hand. Sure enough, he saw that the young man's eyes moved with his actions. He thought it was funny and said, "do you want to eat it?"

The boy blinked and nodded seriously.

Song Xuanhe's face was even more smiling. He took a bite of the cake, chewed it carefully and swallowed it. Then, in the sight of the boy's expectation, he had a bad smile: "don't give it."

The young man's eyes widened a little. Obviously, he didn't think song Xuanhe would refuse him. For a moment, his expression was a little confused. After the reaction, he exploded his hair. "You don't eat it for me!"

Song Xuanhe nodded and took the last bite into his mouth. "Well, I won't give it."

The boy got up in a huff, then sat down with a cold snort, and asked the waiter to order a beef cake. After the beef cake came up, he adjusted the steps of seasoning in front of song Xuanhe, then gave him a provocative look and bit the cake in his hand.

Also ate one mouthful, he then threw the cake into the plate again, frown a way: "bad to eat dead."

Song Xuanhe sneered, handed him the cake he had just wrapped, and said, "see the difference."

The boy hesitated for a moment, thinking of song Xuan and the way he had just eaten with relish, he still couldn't help taking over.Tasted one mouthful, he then glared big eyes, three or two mouthfuls will be in the hands of the cake finished, a face exclaimed: "why I and you mix the sauce, your so delicious?"

Song Xuan and his hand supported his chin, and Wen Yan raised his eyebrows: "if two people with a huge aesthetic gap use the same clothes, will they match the same effect?"

The boy shook his head and then turned black: "do you think I have bad taste?"

Song Xuan and smile are lazy: "I laugh at your shaking hands."

The boy bit his teeth, half a day hold out a sentence: "you just shake hands, you shake hands all over the community!"

At the moment, seeing song Xuanhe just smiling and not talking, a pair of angry eyes were bright, and he raised his hand up and down in front of him, proving himself again: "do you think my hand is shaking or not?"

Song Xuanhe couldn't accept the smile on his face. He took the Matcha dessert in Guan Zhi's hand and took a bite. Then he said, "no shaking, no shaking in the whole community."

Guan Zhi was shocked that he would snatch the snacks from his hands. When he regained his mind, he turned to his smiling eyes. The fire that just could not be extinguished seemed to have been drenched by a touch of water. It was probably hot water, which made his ears red.

Guan Zhi looked away, turned his head and said, "you can't shake me."

Song Xuanhe didn't answer any more. He took the tea that matched the snack. The light fragrance neutralized the bitterness of Matcha snack. As the tea became sweet, the aroma of Matcha and scented tea mixed, which made him drink more.

Seeing that he took a few mouthfuls of tea with him, Guan Zhi could not help thinking of the cake he had yesterday. He picked up the cup beside him and took a sip, but found nothing special. He glanced at him and put it down again.

At this time, others can see that the situation is different from what they think. Guan Zhi did meet song Xuanhe before, but I'm afraid he didn't hate him.

Wei Chen picks eyebrows: "do you know each other?"

"We had dinner together yesterday." Guan Zhidao.

Other people look over, song Xuan and raise eyes, light way: "no position, spell a table."

Wei Chen looked at Guan Zhi's expression and said with a smile, "I remember he went to the hotel I recommended yesterday. Unexpectedly, Xuan he went there too."

"Just passing by." Song Xuan and his lip pulled. He looked at him as if he was laughing. In fact, he looked at Wei Chen and said, "I'll go bowling. You can sit down."

Xiao Shenglin stood up with song Xuanhe and said with a smile, "I just came in to ask you to play. Let's go."

Song Xuanhe nods. After Wei Chen and Guan Zhi, he leaves the lounge with Xiao Shenglin.

After going out, Xiao Shenglin said, "do you know the young master of Guan family?"

"You mean Guan Zhi?" In the face of Xiao Shenglin, song Xuanhe calmed down with a slight impatience: "just as he said, after a meal together, he didn't expect to meet again."

Xiao Shenglin is a little worried: "I heard that Guan Zhi is the only direct grandson of the Guan family. He is almost protected by the whole family. I don't know how he came to China suddenly."

Hearing what Xiao Shenglin said, song Xuanhe remembered that Guan family, one of the eight plutocrats in the book, seemed to have settled in Canada for a long time. Even his career focus was shifted to America, and he rarely set foot on Chinese land.

"Maybe it's about the minister." Song Xuanhe guessed.

"It's possible." Xiao Shenglin thought the same, and said: "I just saw Guan Zhi. Although he was childish, he was not overbearing and didn't mean any harm to you."

"I know." Song Xuanhe said with a smile, "he's a child. I don't care about him."

Xiao Shenglin just put down his heart and said no more.

Song Xuanhe just likes Xiao Shenglin's personality. Even if he is worried, he never interferes in other people's lives. Even as a reminder, he will use another person's most acceptable way to get along with such people. How can he be uncomfortable.

Xiao yuanmu received a strange landline call.

There was a childish voice, which made him hesitant.

"Is it brother yuanmu?" The timid voice of the little girl reminds Xiao yuanmu of song Xuan and the day he moved out of the orphanage with him. It seems that this little girl stopped them.

Xiao yuanmu's voice was a little mild: "what's the matter?"

The girl heard his voice as if she had found the backbone, and immediately cried: "brother yuanmu, would you like to come back? The dean's grandmother is ill. She refuses to go to the hospital. We are so afraid."

In a daze, Xiao yuanmu suddenly remembered that this time of his last life seemed to be the time when the president died. It was the first time that he took the initiative to ask song Xuanhe for help. However, he only got a sneer and the news of the president's death soon after.

That's the main reason why he made up his mind to bring down the Song family. I didn't expect that after so long, he had a chance to make up for his regret.

When Xiao yuanmu arrived at the welfare home, there were many people outside the old president's door.

Seeing him coming, those old or young children gave way. They probably knew that he could make money now, and even had no fear of him before. They not only looked at him with a long face, but also a little boy cried and pulled his clothes and said, "brother yuanmu, would you please save the Dean's grandmother?"Xiao yuanmu had no feelings for these children. Seeing their expressions, he just nodded faintly: "let go, I'll go and have a look."

There are several staff members of the welfare home in the dean's room. When they see Xiao yuanmu coming, their eyes are bright. They all know that Xiao yuanmu works well and has a high degree. If the Dean has any hope, only Xiao yuanmu can do it.

"Yuanmu, here you are." A middle-aged woman in plain clothes gave way and said to him, "please advise your grandmother. She fell like this. How can she not go to the hospital?"

When Xiao yuanmu came to the bed, his eyes fell on the old man on the bed. After a long time, he felt a little strange. The old man's face blended with the kind face buried in his memory, making his eyes warm.

After his rebirth, he invested all his money in the stock market. Some time ago, he cashed in and gave part of his money to the welfare home. For many reasons, he was not suitable to go back to the welfare home for the time being, so he never came back to see it. He almost forgot the time when the old man died.

"Grandma, I'll take you to the hospital."

Hearing Xiao yuanmu's voice, the old man slowly opened his eyes and showed a kind smile: "yuanmu, you are so busy with your work. Why did you come back? Grandma has nothing to do. Don't follow them in a hurry."

The voice in his memory sounded again. Xiao yuanmu's jaw was tight, his eyes drooped, his mouth slightly pursed, and said: "recently, the company has a welfare for family members to have a physical examination. He always wanted to take you there before, just like this time in the past."

The old man was stunned and then said with a smile, "you don't need to take my old bone. It's a waste. You take your Aunt Wang there. She always said that her arm was uncomfortable some time ago. It's OK to have a look."

Hearing Aunt Wang in the old man's mouth, Xiao yuanmu's eyes were slightly heavy, but his face was smiling: "I'll take you there first. Aunt Wang is not in a hurry. The car should be waiting outside now. It's not good for people to wait for a long time."

"What car?" The old man was surprised.

However, without waiting for Xiao yuanmu to speak, there was a child's fiery voice: "the ambulance is coming! There's a doctor coming

The old man was surprised and said, "why did you call an ambulance? Grandma is OK."

Xiao yuanmu raised his mouth and asked the medical staff to lift the old man to the ambulance.

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor checked the old man and relaxed his airway: "it can be said that you sent it in time. The old man's head is bruised, and it may be difficult to save later. The old man should pay attention to his bumps. If he falls, he must come to the hospital for examination. You can rest assured that he has nothing to worry about. You are doing very well."

Xiao yuanmu was slightly relieved, and the doctor continued: "old people are not good for surgery. I recommend conservative treatment. What do you think?"

"Yes."

The doctor looked at Xiao yuanmu and saw that he was calm and well-dressed, so he knew that he was not the one who was short of money. So he said with a smile, "OK, if the old man is hospitalized, it's no big deal. Just go downstairs and pay all the expenses."

After leaving the doctor's office, Xiao yuanmu went directly to the payment hall. Halfway through, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

When song Xuanhe received Xiao yuanmu's phone call, the score with Wei Chen was just 5-4. Soon after he and Xiao Shenglin came out, Zhou Nan's Wei Chen group came out and played for a while. Zhou Nan proposed the game in groups and decided the outcome in ten innings. At this time, it happened that he was against Wei Chen.

"I'll take a call."

Seeing the caller ID, song Xuanhe was a little surprised. After learning what happened from the system, he put down his bowling ball.

Wei Chen looked at Song Xuan and slightly frowned eyebrows and said, "I'll wait for you to finish."

Through several people watching the battle, song Xuanhe goes out to the garden. At this time, the phone has hung up and he dials back.

Song Xuanhe: "what's the matter?"

"There's something wrong with the president of the welfare home. Can you lend me some money?" Xiao yuanmu looked down and repeated what he had said in his previous life: "I will return it to you right away."

Song Xuanhe looked at the moth dangling on the street lamp and was silent for a while. Then he said his lines in a light tone: "what do you want to use?"

Xiao yuanmu's eyes were light. He thought of what he had thought in his last life.

At that time, song Xuanhe was silent for a long time. In his silence, he thought a lot.

He thought that if song Xuanhe helped him this time, he would give up the attack on song. He also thought that as long as song Xuanhe was willing to lend money to him so that the old president could operate, he could forget all the insults he had suffered before.

However, song Xuanhe did not agree, just like now.

Xiao yuanmu raised a sneer on his lips, but his tone was soft: "what do you want?"

Hearing the same lines in the book, song Xuanhe kicked the bench beside the flower bed, pursed the corner of his mouth and said, "you can't afford what I want."

Xiao yuanmu raised his eyes. Within his sight were the lights of the cold color department of the hospital and the doctors who came and went wearing white robes. His face was cold: "if you don't say it, how can you know I can't afford it?"

"You're a poor boy with no father or mother. What's more than a face?" Song Xuanhe sat down on the bench and looked at the colorful red covered by the night. He said faintly, "and I'm almost tired of seeing your face. What else can you do with me? I have something to do with you. Don't disturb me."Song Xuanhe hung up, put his cell phone on the bench, stretched his legs against the back of the chair, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

[this plot shouldn't have happened at this time. It should be some time later. 】The system looks at Song Xuanhe's expression, and the tone is a little cautious: [but if the lines are right, the plot is over. 】

[God damn it. 】Song Xuanhe put down his hand covering his eyes and said faintly: [finish early and go back early. 】

the system was stunned and silent.

After sitting for a long time, song Xuanhe picked up his cell phone and dialed: "assistant Zhang, call 2 million tomorrow to Qingshi welfare home."

Assistant Zhang at the other end of the phone was stunned. Thinking of song Xuan and his relationship with Xiao yuanmu, he quickly replied, "OK, if it's urgent, I can call today."

"No Song Xuan and light way: "tomorrow morning after ten o'clock, not too long, and don't use my name, casually make up a not the city's rich businessman identity."

Zhang Chao was puzzled, but he didn't ask more questions. He promised, "OK, you can rest assured."

Song Xuanhe looks at the screen of his cell phone and gets up to go in. However, as soon as he gets up, he sees a man standing under a tree not far away.

"Guan Zhi."

"Who were you talking to just now?" Guan Zhi came over and asked curiously.

Song Xuanhe frowned slightly: "it's none of your business."

"Are you asking someone to call you first?"

"I said it's none of your business." Song Xuanhe was in a bad mood, and his tone was also pressing dryness: "get out of the way."

"Why don't you call the man directly, since you're going to pay him?" Guan Zhi didn't move. He looked at him obstinately. He didn't seem to get the answer.

Song Xuan and his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and his voice became cold: "I don't want to say that for the second time, get out of the way."

"I don't want you to do anything to me?" Guan Zhi holds his chest with both hands and looks up at him with chin, but there is a trace of tension and injury in his eyes.

Song Xuan and his outstretched hand took in some strength, pushed him to the side, and went straight over.

Zhou Nan is still playing. Seeing song Xuanhe coming over with a calm face, he looks at Xiao Shenglin and doesn't speak.

Instead, the boy who sat with Guan Zhi asked: "Song Shao, is something wrong?"

Wei Chen turned his head and looked at Song Xuanhe's face. He paused and said, "you can go back first if you have something to do."

Song Xuanhe shakes his head, picks up a bowling ball, goes to the other side and plays by himself.

Several people looked at each other. Zhou Nan frowned and said, "it's the first time I've seen song er's face."

Xiao Shenglin was also worried. As soon as he was ready to speak, Guan Zhi came in. His face was almost the same as that of song Xuanhe. With a face still full of baby fat, he went straight to the direction of song Xuanhe.

A few people a Leng, quickly followed up.

"I'll compete with you." Guan Zhi walks up to song Xuan and says with a strained face.

Song Xuan and light glance at him, did not speak.

Guan Zhi pursed his lips tightly. He was not good at bowling. He didn't play much just now. When he dropped a ball, he fell two and hung it on the screen.

He said, "if I lose ten times, you won't be angry, OK?"

Song Xuanhe stands up and looks at Guan Zhi.

He stood aside with a bowling ball, his eyes dodged, his voice lowered, and he said, "I didn't mean to pry into your * *, I'm sorry."

"I'm not angry with you." Song Xuanhe shook his head in a gentle tone: "you don't have to apologize."

"If you lose ten times, you will accept my apology." Guan Zhi raises his eyes and looks at him.

Song Xuan and do not move, tone has returned to the usual casual: "you did nothing wrong, to apologize is also my apology."

"Will you promise me that I will come to you for dinner later?"

Song Xuan and a Leng suddenly think of the reason why Guan Zhi likes Xiao yuanmu, a sun in the heart, nodded and agreed: "yes."

After hearing their conversation, several of them were stunned. Although they didn't understand the situation, they were still very surprised to see Guan Zhi apologizing. Weichen, in particular, is probably the tradition of the Guan family. From childhood to adulthood, no matter his mother or he or Guan Zhi, he has never had the virtue of admitting his mistake and apologizing.

His mother is because his father dotes on her, and he is because he has never done anything he thinks he really needs to apologize. As for Guan Zhi, his identity is doomed not to need him to apologize.

His first apology with Guan Zhi seems to have been given to song Xuanhe.

Wei Chen squints his eyes, slightly pursing the corners of his mouth, and looks at Song Xuanhe with a trace of examination.

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