Chapter 93

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y at the entrance of the top floor apartment in the central garden, Xiao yuanmu looked at the elegant woman in two-step coat with a calm and distant voice: "can I help you

Mrs. Xiao squeezed the handbag with some embarrassment. The well maintained fingertips of Bai Nen's fingers were slightly forced, and the buttons inlaid with fine diamonds on the edge of the handbag were slightly white. Her usual graceful posture disappeared, only her eyes were slightly red.

The "busyness" of the lost and recovered eldest son for such a long time has already made her aware of his attitude towards the Xiao family and her and his father. He is not close to them, does not like them very much, and even takes precautions against them.

This cognition made Mrs. Xiao sad for a time, and she woke up in the middle of the night crying. But her eldest son, whom she hadn't seen for more than 20 years, was within reach. No matter how many times she shut the door, she couldn't stop herself from trying to get closer to him.

Mrs. Xiao carefully looked at Xiao yuanmu's younger brother's eyebrows. When she saw Xiao yuanmu, she knew that this was his son. In this world, except for her eldest son, no one could look like her younger brother who had died for many years.

In the face of Mrs. Xiao's almost burning sight, Xiao yuanmu looked as if he had a little impatience in his eyes. After his throat moved, he said again, "Mrs. Xiao, what can I do for you?"

Mrs. Xiao was pulled back to her mind by his voice. Originally, she pinched the fingertips of her handbag because she was nervous, but she still laughed and said, "yuanmu, I'm your mother. You don't have to call me so unfamiliar."

Xiao yuanmu nodded, but did not change his words. He just said for the third time, "what can I do for you?"

"I hear you don't usually have breakfast in the morning." Mrs. Xiao bent her knees slightly, picked up the bamboo basket she had just put aside, handed it to Xiao yuanmu and said, "you are so busy at work every day. If you don't have breakfast, you can't stand it easily, so your mother made some for you."

Xiao yuanmu's eyes followed her voice and fell on the beautifully woven bamboo basket. Then he moved back to her face. Seeing her expression of expectation, he raised his hand and took the bamboo basket in her hand: "thank you."

Seeing him take it over, Mrs. Xiao's smile relaxed a little, and her next words were fluent and natural: "the porridge in it may need to be heated. Mom will help you warm it, and you can eat it after a bath. How about that?"

"No more." Xiao yuanmu quietly refused: "I still have something to deal with in the morning, just eat a little."

"How can that be?" Mrs. Xiao's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "cold food is not good for the stomach."

"It's all right, Mrs. Xiao." Louis, who had been swept several times by Xiao yuanmu's sight, shook his hair and stepped forward with a smile: "we young people just like to eat cold food. Since the food has been delivered, do you want me to send you down?"

Mrs. Xiao looks at Louis who brings her, and then looks at Xiao yuanmu, whose expression has never fluctuated, hoping that he can say something.

"Louis." In Mrs. Xiao's sight, Xiao yuanmu finally said: "send Mrs. Xiao down."

Louis nodded quickly. Because of the relationship between his father and the Xiao family, he had to refuse Mrs. Xiao's request. When he took Mrs. Xiao to the door of Xiao yuanmu's house, he was very worried. Now he saw that Xiao yuanmu looked calm, but in fact he was about to face the storm. Louis felt deeply uneasy. He just wanted to leave here with Mrs. Xiao at once, hoping that Xiao yuanmu would find him trouble at that time You can be merciful when you're in trouble.

"This way, madam Xiao." Louis pressed the elevator, and the gentleman bowed and raised his hand to block the door with a smile on his face.

Mrs. Xiao bowed her head gracefully and said with a smile to Xiao yuanmu, "then mother will come to see you tomorrow."

"Don't bother." Xiao yuanmu glanced at Louis and said, "I'll make my own breakfast."

Mrs. Xiao held the hand of the handbag for a moment, and then she gave a stiff smile: "since that's the case, mom, next time..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a bell.

She was slightly stunned, and then her eyes showed some joy. Before she finished her words, if Xiao yuanmu wanted to answer the phone, she could stay here a little longer.

Xiao yuanmu didn't pay attention to Mrs. Xiao's look. When he heard the familiar bell ring, his attention had been pulled away by the sound in the living room.

"Go and answer the phone." Mrs. Xiao said with an understanding smile, "mom is waiting for you here."

After a pause, Xiao yuanmu quickly went to the sofa and picked up the phone. When he saw a smile in his eyes, he said softly, "wait a minute."

Then he turned around, walked quickly to the door and said, "I have something very important to deal with now, you..."

"It doesn't matter. Mom has nothing else to do. When you finish, mom is talking to you."

Xiao yuanmu looks at Louis. Louis really wants to hear Xiao yuanmu call. He has been very curious about him since he heard about Xiao yuanmu's lover in Yang Jie's mouth last time. At this time, when he sees that Xiao yuanmu's face is obviously a little more exuberant than before, he knows that he must have called his legendary lover, but the enthusiasm of gossip can't compare with Xiao yuanmu's fear The degree of terror.He shrugged his eyebrows regretfully, then looked at Mrs. Xiao with a smile: "Mrs. Xiao, I..."

"You don't have to send me." Mrs. Xiao looked uneasily at Xiao yuanmu's back, struggling between leaving politely and staying impolitely. In the end, the temptation to stay with her son for a while overcame her reason. She said with a gentle and elegant smile, "I'll just stay here and wait for him. Louis, if you have something, you can leave first."

"No, it's my pleasure to serve you." If you leave Mrs. Xiao alone in front of Xiao yuanmu's door, Xiao yuanmu may peel his skin after calling. Louis said with a wry smile, "I'll wait for him with you."

Mrs. Xiao said with a sincere smile, "thank you."

Over there, Xiao yuanmu left Mrs. Xiao to Louis to deal with. Then he went into the room, stood by the French window, looked at the garden river downstairs, and listened to the shallow breathing, with a smile in his eyes.

"Now you can say, how can you call me at this time?"

At this time, the emperor should be at 8 p.m., and song Xuan and he seldom contact him at this time, so Xiao yuanmu is very surprised to receive this call.

When song Xuanhe heard Xiao yuanmu's clear voice, he felt a little restless. He looked at Song Jiabao and said, "there's something I want to tell you."

Xiao yuanmu leaned relaxed against the transparent glass and his eyes were soft: "what's the matter?"

Song Xuan and the corners of his mouth moved. Seeing song Jiabao's pleading look, he pursed his mouth tightly and said, "are you busy recently?"

"Not busy." Looking at the watch and the neat stack of papers on the desk, Xiao yuanmu said, "these two days are very relaxed. You can have a rest."

Song Xuanhe thought about something in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to Xiao yuanmu's tone. Hearing the words, he just gave a faint hum, glanced at the pale faced song Jiabao, turned and walked upstairs.

"What happened to that interview."

Song Xuanhe asked as he walked. The Song family stretched their heads to listen to the content of the phone. However, song Xuanhe had long legs and fast feet, and could cross four or five steps in one step. Soon they disappeared, and then they could only hear the sound of closing the door.

Xiao yuanmu: "which interview."

Song Xuanhe closed the door, found a place to sit down and asked, "how many interviews did you attend?"

Xiao yuanmu turned and walked to the big bed in the center: "one."

Song Xuan and raised his feet on the tea table: "which do you say?"

"What part of the interview do you want to ask?"

Xiao yuanmu went to the bed and sat down. He turned on the hands-free and put his mobile phone on his hand. He changed his home clothes and put on his shirt. His knuckled fingers fiddled with the cufflinks, and his tone was a little casual.

Song Xuanhe heard the rustle, and Xiao yuanmu's voice was a little farther away than just now. He paused and asked, "what are you doing?"

Xiao yuanmu: "change clothes."

Song Xuan and his legs on the coffee table came down, lifted them up and stepped on the edge of the coffee table with a little effort. Then he asked him, "do you change your clothes when you call me?"

Xiao yuanmu's voice was shallow: "Louis is waiting for me outside the door. I can't see him in my home clothes."

Song Xuan and Yang Mei turned back to the topic: "what do you mean by your interview? We've broken up. Why do you say I'm still with you? "

Xiao yuanmu buttoned his sleeve and said in a low voice: "you said that we each adhere to our own understanding of this relationship. You think we broke up. I don't think so. I just said what I think. If you don't agree with me, you can also express your ideas on the public platform."

Song Xuan and he slowly pushed the leg of the coffee table. His expression was blank for a few seconds, and then he pulled his face: "now I say I didn't break up with you, who will believe it?"

Hearing song Xuan and his angry voice, Xiao yuanmu hooked his lips and locked his sleeves, because his smile ended in a slightly dumb voice: "this is your business."

Song Xuanhe was so shocked by Xiao yuanmu's shamelessness that he couldn't speak for a long time. He felt that he had just been kicked in the head by a donkey, and he would just give up the chance to get rid of the entanglement of song Jiabao's family because of the little surprise in Xiao yuanmu's tone.

At that time, why did he feel that Xiao yuanmu was very tired and didn't want to take these things to make him unhappy all morning.

Song Xuan and his wife pushed the coffee table away, and their legs fell to the ground. For some reason, Xiao yuanmu's smiling voice reminded him that his eyes were slightly curved, and the bottom of his eyes were full of smiles. His just little unhappiness dissipated at any time. He didn't like being affected by Xiao yuanmu, so he pursed his mouth and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter with the invitation?"

Xiao yuanmu's smile at the bottom of his eyes slightly stopped, and his jaw tightened up a little bit: "did the Xiao family send it to you?"

Song Xuan and Wei Leng: "don't you know?"

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