After rebirth, I found that the whole world wants to kill me [gl]

Tang Xiaoran stared at the mobile phone beside her, crossed her legs, with a bitter and bitter expression, wondering if she should pick it up again.

Half a minute later, she confronted the dialogue box again, feeling that her soul was dead——

"Sister Xin...that's how it is. I want to ask, which companies will your company's new series of products be contracted to this time? Is there any specific standard for reference?" After deleting, deleting, and subtracting in the phone dialog box, Tang Xiaoran Finally send out such a message.

Then her mood began to fluctuate with the "the other party is typing" in the dialog box.

Xiao Shixin had just finished taking a shower at that time, and was wrapped in a lavender bathrobe. After soaking in the water, his clear and cold eyes seemed to shine brighter. With her cold and unapproachable temperament coupled with her appearance and figure, it is hard to know how many people will be attracted.

She held the mobile phone with one hand, looked at the passage above, and simply typed a sentence:

The specific standards and design material selection materials have been provided to your brother.

When it was time to press the confirm button, it was rare to hesitate.

After a pause, she changed it to another sentence and sent it out:

"Whether it's material prices or solution selection, manufacturing and processing is Gao Sheng's specialty, so you don't have to worry too much about the outcome of the competition."

Huh?

Tang Xiaoran wondered for a while whether the opposite was a fake Xiao Shixin.

Why not answer the question?

After subconsciously reading the chat content several times, she realized that Xiao Shixin's words seemed to be reassuring her.

According to that person's personality, in fact, it is normal to reply to yourself in a businesslike manner, right?

The girl lay on her back on the bed, stretched out her hands and unconsciously curled her hair, her dark brown eyes looked at the ceiling slightly absent-mindedly.She suddenly remembered the sharp tick in front of her favorite rice rolls when she was confirming the menu for dinner at night.

In the end, Xiao Shixin didn't move a chopstick...

So it's really for yourself?

Why did Xiao Shixin suddenly have the illusion that Xiao Shixin seemed to be quite nice to him?

There are so many mysteries to solve, and all of them entangled in the same man.

Tang Xiaoran put down her curly-haired hand, took the phone, and continued typing on it with a blank expression:

"Thank you, Sister Xin, for reminding me~ I feel a lot more at ease~"

"So can I treat you to a meal in two days to show my thanks?" A cute request emoji was added at the end.

Xiao Shixin thought of Tang Xiaoran's performance at dinner tonight, at first he expressed rejection to himself, then he held his hand uncharacteristically, and then he didn't think about dinner at all.

... still want to invite me to dinner?

The woman looked at the phone and let out a long and light breath, which seemed to be a long and endless sigh.

As if he had expected the other party's various behaviors after the rejection, he finally replied as Tang Xiaoran wished: "Okay."

"It's getting late, it's time to sleep."

Tang Xiaoran tilted her head, and obediently said good night. At the same time, she poked the dialog box with her beautiful light-colored nails, and said to herself involuntarily:

"Aren't you so flirtatious by accident, Mr. Xiao?"

Whether Mr. Xiao is good or not is still a mystery, but the project must be won.

The next morning, Tang Xiaoran woke up from the bed, and after confirming that she was really still in this world and everything was not an illusion, she went downstairs to have breakfast in a good mood.

"Dad, brother, good morning." She pulled away the chair by the dining table and greeted the two with a smile on their phones who were playing the news and chatting about current affairs.

The coldness on Tang Xiaozhang's face melted a lot, and he nodded at her.

On the other hand, Father Tang glanced at her, interrupted the conversation with his eldest son, his face with deep law lines was full of majesty, and asked in a calm voice, "Where do you plan to go when you wake up so early?"

Tang Xiaoran bowed her eyebrows and thanked Uncle Zhao who brought breakfast. When she opened the porridge cover, she listened to her father's words. The fragrant water vapor drifted past her energetic face, making her dark brown eyes look more innocent: " I don't plan to go out today."

Then why are you up so early?

There was such a clear sentence written in the eyes of the family members who were used to her lazy and extravagant habits.

Tang Xiaoran let out a 'huh' and closed the porridge lid again.

"That's right, I still have to talk to Xiaoyu about the project today, so I'll go and wake him up too." As she said that, she got up and walked towards the stairs, with a subtle excitement on her face .

Tang Zhihua almost thought he was hallucinating.

He turned his head to look at his eldest son, and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Xiaoran, has she started to follow up on the company's affairs recently?"

There was a smile in Tang Xiaozhang's eyes, thinking of her changes in the past two days, his tone was almost soft: "Yes, she still plans to make a list with the Xiao family."

Tang Zhihua rubbed his chin, thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what caused his daughter's miraculous change. In the end, it could only be attributed to the appearance of his ancestors.

Dad and elder brother were happy, but Tang Xiaoyu was about to explode with anger.

It's okay to be robbed suddenly last night, but Tang Xiaoran disturbed his dreams in the early morning. His irritable waking up has nowhere to vent, and he can't continue to sleep with his head covered, so he can only go downstairs to have breakfast with her with a dark face .

Tang Xiaoran was the only one in the family who was immune to his waking up. He lifted the lid of the porridge with a smile, and slapped the smell towards him: "Is it delicious? The seafood porridge made by the cook at home is delicious while it's hot." .”

Tang Xiaoyu listened to the hypnosis news played by his father, and looked at the smiling face of the culprit in front of him with hanging eyes, feeling more depressed in his heart.

Slapping her hand off angrily, he picked up the spoon and ate breakfast without saying a word.

Tang Xiaoran took a deep breath and was about to show him an expression of grievance, but a strange sentence sounded in his mind:

[Tang Xiaozhang's death was self-inflicted and had nothing to do with my young master, did you hear? 】

There was a sense of exasperation in the familiar tone.

The reason why it is familiar is because this voice belongs to Tang Xiaoyu.

However, the person in front of him is clearly stuffing porridge into his mouth viciously, so where is the time to talk?

Also, as he said, the death of the eldest brother has nothing to do with him...

What does it mean?

She suddenly felt a coldness coming from the bottom of her heart, which made her shudder belatedly while covering her hands.

The coldness shot up to the limbs and bones in an instant, and nothing could stop it. It was the season when the autumn tiger was still jumping enthusiastically, but the hairs on Tang Xiaoran's arms stood up, and goose bumps formed a row.

It seems that even the teeth are going to fight.

"Xiaoran?" Tang Xiaozhang looked towards this side when he heard the sound of the back of her hand being slapped, and found that the girl hadn't moved for a long time, and after a while, she bent down, so she couldn't help shouting.

Tang Xiaoran's brain was completely occupied by the words just now, and he couldn't tolerate any extra sounds. He just immersed himself in his own world, crossing his arms and trying to shrink himself into a ball.

Tang Xiaoyu heard it, and glanced at the place next to him, but just after taking a look, the little anger before was squeezed into the corner in an instant.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Tang Xiaoyu reached out to pull her arm, trying to pull her up, but the cold temperature of his hands surprised him.

Tang Xiaoran looked up at him in confusion, and the sadness, pain and struggle in his eyes fell into his eyes, as if he could cry in the next second.

The boy immediately reflected on whether he had played a heavy hand just now, and apologized to her with a frown: "It's okay, I was wrong, I won't do anything with you next time, why don't you feel uncomfortable, just talk."

"It has nothing to do with you..." Tang Xiaoran repeated what he heard in a daze.

But Tang Xiaoyu was in a daze. When she wanted to say something again, the girl had gradually separated from her emotions just now. She looked at the elder brother and Father Tang over there, and then turned back to look at Tang Xiaoyu in front of her.

After being silent for a while, Tang Xiaoran looked at her younger brother seriously, and said in a very firm tone:

"You give me the cooperation project with the Xiao family—"

It seems that there are more and more mysteries before death in the previous life.

She couldn't wait to know more, couldn't wait to meet that person.

Tang Xiaoyu hadn't been able to react to her changes yet, hearing her tough tone, she asked back, "Huh?"

"Otherwise, I'll tell Dad right now, you were in a private club last month..." The story of secretly dating a third-tier female model in a private club!

"Hey! You are really my own sister! It's the easiest way to get my things!" Tang Xiaoyu interrupted her speechlessly, even the red and yellow hair on her forehead was so angry that she was about to curl up.

Tang Xiaoran showed a smug smile, bowed her head and drank the porridge in satisfaction.

The pupils drooped slightly, blocking all the fear in the eyes that was cautious and did not dare to reveal.

... Who caused the death of the eldest brother in the previous life?

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