MTL - Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 102 102 gangsters

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"Song Er!"

Zhou Nan chased after him, and hugged his shoulder with a smile, and said, "Don't be so stingy, just a meal."

Guan Zhi followed closely and reminded: "You owe me a meal, don't forget."

Song Ye paused with his footsteps, stopped and turned to look at Guan Zhi, his gaze swept from his still childish face, and said, "If you answer me a question, I promise you."

Guan Zhi: "You said."

Song Yan and his eyes flickered, "Why did you come to China?"

"eat."

Song Zheng and Bai Bai glanced and turned to leave.

"He believes this?" Guan Zhi asked Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan shrugged: "He doesn't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it?" Guan Zhi frowned, walked a few steps side by side with him, and asked, "I came to China because you promised to invite me to dinner. Did you regret it."

Walking to the elevator, Wei Chen also came over, and just heard the words Guan Guan said, "I proved for him that he really came to eat."

"However, you can ask him who reminded him to come over for dinner."

The elevator door opened, Song Yehe stepped in and looked at Guan Zhi.

Although Guan Zhi was accustomed to go straight, he was not dull. At this moment, when he turned his eyes, he knew the reason why Song Yunhe asked this sentence, and he sold Xiao Yuanmu without any psychological burden: "Xiao Yuanmu let me come He ’s delicious below. He promised me to eat as long as I stayed in China for a few days. "

The words fell, everyone looked different.

Master Guan Xiao, who did not understand the vast and profound language of the Chinese language, frowned, thinking that Song Yan and repented, and hummed, "You have promised me to ask me to eat when I answered, aren't you repenting now?"

Song Yan coughed, pointed to the elevator key, and said to Zhou Nan, "Why no one is talking about the floor."

"Negative 2?" Zhou Nan looked back and said with a smile: "My car is in the parking lot. Please invite you to dinner. It will not cost you fare to take you there."

In the face of Guan Zhi's simple eyes, Song Xunhe felt for the first time that he should not refuse the request of others, and only nodded: "Please."

Guan Zhi's face never hided, and he laughed when he let loose, then turned to look at Wei Wei, saying, "We're going to eat, you can go back by yourself."

Wei Chen glanced at Song Jihe and patted Guan Zhi with a slap on his head: "Why did you talk to your cousin? When I asked for help, I would call my brother, and I would not take me at this time."

"Song Ye and the guests, he is the host, I am the guest, I have no right to invite you."

Wei Chen looked at Song Yihe, Guan Zhi looked at him, and even Zhou Nan looked at him with a lively smile.

Facing six pairs of eyes for a while, neither Song Ye nor his eyelids moved, and he said quietly, "You can go and pay for yourself."

Wei Chen swept at him with a smile, and said, "OK."

As soon as he walked into the parking lot, Song Yehe's cell phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, he stepped forward and signaled Zhou Nan that they should get in the car first.

Zhou Nan and Guan Zhi didn't bother to think about it. They got on the car one after the other. Only when the guardian's eyes turned around Song Yun and his body, Shi Shiran only when he noticed that he raised his eyes to meet his sight. Turning his eyes away, he turned away casually.

Song Yanhe retracted her gaze and set her gaze on the hour hand of the watch, and said, "Why did you call this time?"

Xiao Yuanmu came with some hoarse and clear voices: "I have been meeting all night until now, thinking that you should have dinner at this time, and would like to ask what you have eaten?"

"Have not eat yet."

Since the last time Xiao Yuanmu asked Song Yehe to not go to the Xiao family banquet, the atmosphere between Song Yehe and Xiao Yuanmu has been a little weird. It is not cold or intimate. There is always something strange. Feeling enveloped between the two.

"Oh?" Xiao Yuanmu got up, ignored the two behind or standing or lying, walked to the window, looked at the quietest and darkest street of Y in the day, listened to the slight breathing sound in his ear, and the corner of his mouth was shallow. He said, "You should have already eaten at this time. Is there any delay?"

Song Yanhe opened his hood with a glance. He didn't know what kind of childishness he was discussing with Zhou Nan. When he looked back, his mouth drew up: "I met an unexpected person and promised to invite him to eat. He is now preparing to pass."

Xiao Yuanmu asked: "Guan Zhi? I remember he went to Hua Guo today."

Song Yan and smiled: "Weichen."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were frozen, the smile on his face disappeared a little, his voice remained unchanged: "How did you meet him?"

There was a hint of slyness in Song Yanhe's eyes, and the radian of the corners of his mouth also revealed a cynical disrespect for the host's pride: "I just said that I owe him a meal. It's not normal to meet together."

"Why don't I know you owe him a meal."

Thinking of the news I heard a few days ago, Xiao Yuanmu's mouth was slightly squinting, his eyes were dark, and there was more hoarse in Qingying's voice.

"You're not in China again." Song Yan and lazy said: "It's normal to not know many things, isn't it?"

Moonlight passed through the dark city and dropped a glimmer of light in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Xiao Yuanmu's figure was stunned, and the richness of his eyes dissipated. He lifted his head slightly and watched the moon approaching the moon. The dark eyes reflected a dazzling light, his eyes narrowed and the light in his eyes narrowed, his throat rolled and his tone was light: "Neither."

"But I really met Wei Chen because of Guan Zhi." Song Zheng and Hua Feng turned around and said, "Guan Zhi said you bribe him with a bowl of noodles to let him come to China, why."

"The Xiao family is working with Guan family recently, Guan Zhi often comes to me, I'm too busy."

Xiao Yuanmu denied the "bribery" in Song Zhehe's mouth, and he knew how to avoid the slightest. Instead of talking about his motive to send Guan Zhi to China, he talked about the cooperation between Xiao family and Guan family, even his company. No, in just a few words you have left yourself clean.

"What's going on with that noodle?" Song Yanhe asked: "You think Guan Zhi is too troublesome, so use a bowl of noodles as a temptation to send him to China and exchange a bowl of noodles for a few days to clean?"

Xiao Yuanmu answered shortly, affirmatively: "Yes."

Song Yan and Yan laughed, knowing that it was almost impossible to ask Xiao Yuanmu's mouth, and no longer talked, "They are waiting for me to eat together. I'll hang up first."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes dimmed, and his chin, which had been slightly lifted, dropped slowly. His gaze fell on the clear but faint moonlight on the ground, and he murmured, but did not hang up the phone first.

Listening to the sound of breathing there, Song Ye and his fingers that had moved to the hang-up button paused. He knew that if he did not hang up, Xiao Yuanmu would not hang up. This has always been the case. Xiao Yuanmu even No matter how busy he is, he will not hang up first.

After dozens of seconds, the breathing sound at the other end of the phone still existed, Xiao Yuanmu's drooping eyelashes trembled, and I heard a knock on the door as soon as I wanted to speak. Yang Zhuo went in and saw him. He waved the phone silently.

Xiao Yuanmu's pupils were slightly fixed, and the eyes that had just softened were instantaneous, and the long, straight eyelashes were also instantly raised, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a chill.

At the same time, Song Yihe's voice came: "I'm fine."

Just three words, followed by the silence of the phone being hung up.

This was the first time Yang Jie saw Xiao Yuanmu hung up the phone and he was in a better mood than when he was on the phone. He looked at Louis in amazement. Louis obviously also found such an unusual point. Rising, a sunny and beautiful face was written with the enthusiasm of the residents' committee for gossip.

"Xiao, did you hear the good news?"

Xiao Yuanmu turned and walked away, leaving Moonlight behind him, but Moonlight chased his steps, shimmering a light on his side, falling on his well-defined side face, and sprinkled on his high eyebrows. Bone and slender eyelashes, in the shattered light, eyes are dazzling, as if with infinite affection.

Louis took a moment and took a breath after returning to his mind. If it wasn't for his steel, he would have just been fascinated by Xiao Yuanmu, and for a moment, he felt that Xiao Yuanmu might be more **** than him. .

"Correct."

But there was absolutely only a little bit, this point was at most eight decimal places away ... Louis froze, looked up sternly, unbelievable.

Did Xiao answer him?

Since he knew Song Xihe's existence, he became infinitely curious about Song Xihe and this person, because he couldn't imagine what a person who could make Xiao Yuanmu be tempted, and how capable he was. As for Xiao Yuanmu's warning, he could not help himself to investigate privately.

However, Xiao Yuanmu never satisfied his curiosity, not to mention that the information passed from the bodyguards of Huaguo, that is, the words and sentences related to Song Yan and He could not be heard from Xiao Yuanmu's mouth. Not to mention his inquiries about Song Yihe, Xiao Yuanmu is absolutely impossible to answer.

The presence of Song Yuan and the person represented by the three characters in Xiao Yuanmu seems to be the rarest treasure hidden in the western dragon, and it seems to be the inverse scale born under the throat of the oriental dragon. Mentioning it will bring death.

Therefore, at this time, hearing Xiao Yuanmu's answer to the word only once, Louis was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He felt that he finally walked into Xiao Yuanmu's stubborn cave. Knowing all his private affairs and gossips the same, filling his long-lost curiosity.

Louis opened his mouth and just wanted to ask, but when Xiao Yuanmu glanced lightly, he closed his mouth immediately, knowing that it was just his illusion.

Yang Jie glanced at Louis, rolled his eyes and looked away, and handed the phone to Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu took the cell phone and listened quietly to the beginning and end of the report there. It wasn't until two minutes later that the people there said that he said lightly, "Zhou Rong is in the police station now?"

Respectfully answered there: "Yes, this is what Mr. Song meant."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyelashes were half drooped, and he caught the deep black at the bottom of his eyes. His cold voice was light and cold: "Since it is what he wants, just do what he wants."

"However, I hope that the two of them will enter the detox clinic before they are transferred to prison."

The faint voice could not hear the emotion, but the person on the other end of the phone felt a cold chill attached, which made him cool from the soles of his feet to the scalp, and his whole body was covered with sweat.

However, this feeling was just a flash, he quickly calmed down, respectfully said: "I know." 2k novel reading network