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There are windows in the box, the curtains have been drawn, and the cool air from the air conditioner keeps the temperature in the room cool.

When Song Mingxuan heard Yuanchou's question, he blurted out without thinking at all: "Speak directly."

His answer seemed to show his impatience. Yuanchou was stunned for a while. The emotion he had felt towards people before finally calmed down. The meeting was only possible by tricking the other party. How could he hope for more changes and a complete recovery? His usual state and calmness: "I asked you to stay away from Shu Ling, not because I didn't get along with him, he was born a few years ago - five years ago, brought by Zhao Qishu and suddenly entered In that circle, I met Pei Chen, the eldest son of Pei's family."

Yuanchou slowly talked about the information he had obtained, and the opening and closing of the eyelids concealed a certain color in the eyes.

"At first everyone felt that another wonderful person had come, but it turned out that the other person seemed to be very lucky, and his vision was vicious enough. In just a few years, he quickly entered the circle of the rich and powerful, and he was no longer a friend of Zhao Pei. However, all those who opposed him during the period did not end well.” Yuanchou did not say that the men who had relations with Shuling’s sister died the worst, “Shuling is a cold-blooded poisonous snake, you want to cover him up Warm but still in exchange for him to bite back, you see Pei Chen and Zhao Qishu next to him who got the light? Who didn't leave the stage in a miserable way. "

Song Mingxuan: "So, what does it have to do with me?" He pressed his forehead. If this is all he heard after he was almost hit by a car accident, it would be a waste of time. For him who has read the original book, it would have been a long time ago. clear facts.

"Pei and Zhao are relatively old wealthy families with profound foundations. Although Shu Ling was attracted to him for a while, in the end he is just an upstart and cannot completely shake these two families. Strategic thinking, prepare for marriage." Yuanchou was because of his narrow escape this time, which raised huge doubts. If people don't offend me, I won't offend others. He doesn't want to get involved in He's family affairs, but if you push your nose and face, you want his life , he doesn't mind taking your important things, "The Pei and Zhao families will not let Shu Ling go. If you get close to him... I'm afraid you will also suffer revenge."

Not to mention.

Yuanchou thought coldly: If I want to get you, Shu Ling must die.

He made it clear that he would also drag the He family into the battlefield.

Song Mingxuan doesn't have mind reading skills, so he doesn't know all kinds of dangerous thoughts in the opposite person's mind, and even the other party's unspeakable thoughts about him: "I have a question, will you answer it?"

"You ask." Yuanchou folded his hands, just blocking the key parts.

Song Mingxuan: "What enmity do you have with Shu Ling?"

"..." Yuanchou blinked, "If you are willing to leave Shu Ling, I will tell you."

Song Mingxuan looked at him strangely: "Why are you always obsessed with me leaving Shu Ling?"

Yuanchou frowned: "The facts I told you just now didn't make you change your mind?"

"Hmm..." Song Mingxuan mumbled, not knowing what to say, and he couldn't tell others that he trusted the protagonist's halo, and that the hero is really fierce, so he didn't dare to sneak away, "If you let me leave Shuling , you don’t have to say anymore, I won’t leave.”

Yuan Chou's face suddenly distorted for a moment, and he couldn't help but burn with jealousy: "Shu Ling is so good? So good that you don't want your current career and don't care about your family life?"

Song Mingxuan, who is used to a quiet environment, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the other party's sudden increase in voice volume. Seeing Yuan Chou's gradually gloomy expression, he squeezed the handle of the chair quite nervously, in case the other party suddenly violently raised his voice, he could hold it. The chair blocked: "Yuanchou, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Seeing his guarded appearance, Yuanchou felt some indescribable darkness in his impetuous heart.

Song Mingxuan was terrified suddenly, the expression of the person in front of him made him feel a little familiar, but it was not the expression of Shu Ling who dragged him into the storage room at that time.

"Since you've finished speaking, I'll leave first." Song Mingxuan stood up and was about to slip away.

Yuanchou stared at him silently, clenched and loosened his hanging hands several times, until his back was about to disappear from his eyes, and whispered: "Is there any more presents?"

Song Mingxuan paused, put his palm on the door, and stopped the opening movement. He hesitated for a moment and turned around: "Today is your birthday, I forgot to mention it." He looked at Yuanchou who was standing in the middle of the box, "Happy birthday .”

The eyes of the two met.

Song Mingxuan watched the person take a step forward, he took a step back subconsciously, and pressed his back against the door that was just opened, and it was closed again because of his approach, and there was a soft locking sound, and he couldn't help but look sideways at the doorknob. It was a meaningless movement, because he then looked away and looked up again.

Qingyou's pupils shrank slightly, and he leaned his head back until there was no way to retreat.

"You... when?" he murmured.

Yuanchou raised her hand to his side, the distance was approaching, but because of her height she had to slightly raise her head to look at the person trapped in her arms.

Song Mingxuan was annoyed by his situation. He didn't like this immobile posture, but he forgot that Shu Ling often did it to him, and he didn't have any discomfort of absolutely rejecting it at that time: "Enough."

Following his warning, the other person actually stopped, but did not leave, maintaining a distance so close that his breath intertwined.

Song Mingxuan was in a stalemate with the person for a while, his shoulders sank suddenly, the other person leaned his head there, and the muffled voice penetrated into his cochlea.

"I don't want you to be influenced badly." Yuanchou, "Is it because you don't believe my words, or do you think that without Shu Ling, you won't have the resources you have now?"

"Yuanchou, you're drunk." Song Mingxuan's voice was calm, he pushed away the person who was leaning on him, and poured a basin of ice water on the person who showed weakness with the emotion in his brows.

Yuanchou mocked: "I have been following you today, when do you think I drank wine?"

"I am very grateful for your protection at that time." Song Mingxuan looked firm, "But that's all."

Yuanchou lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "For Shu Ling?"

Song Mingxuan frowned.

Yuanchou: "Do you like him?"

"Don't worry about it." Song Mingxuan really wanted to leave this time.

Yuanchou: "If you want to open up, you can come to me."

"Please stop talking to yourself." Song Mingxuan replied angrily, "Shu Ling is not as bad as you think."

Yuanchou: "...every time you say a word for him, I will..."

Song Mingxuan had already closed the door, and didn't hear the other party's last words. He looked at the seats in the restaurant that had become a little sparse, and finally remembered that he couldn't take a taxi at this location, he had to walk to the side of the road, and he didn't know the way.

I had no choice but to ask the restaurant owner.

After the enthusiastic guidance and drawing of the boss, he finally understood how to go out. In order to avoid getting lost in the end, he would take pictures at every corner and return the same way.

In the worst case, go to Yuanchou to lead the way, anyway, he has a thick skin.

Shu Ling, who stayed at home and waited for Song Mingxuan's return, rubbed his eyes that were slightly sore from staring at the computer for a long time, took off his glasses, his eyes were dizzy, the world seemed to be mosaiced, he turned his head and looked out the window, gradually Vision returned to normal.

It is now approaching evening, and the scorching sun left only the dusk that grazed the sky, covering the whole city with a tulle.

Shu Ling checked the time, it was 28:[-], the people who promised to come back did not move at all.

He hesitated for a moment, and opened his position on Song Mingxuan.

As a result, a phone call came.

"Shu Ling?"

"I'm home, where are you?"