Chapter 93: 93rd Big Brother

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At the entrance of the garden penthouse in the city center, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were dull and he looked at the woman in a two-step outerwear with a grace and elegance, and his tone was quiet and alienated: "Will you have anything to do with me?"
Mrs. Xiao tightened her handbag a little cramped, and the well-maintained white tender fingertips were slightly hardened, and the diamond-studded buckle at the edge of the handbag was slightly whitened. The graceful attitude in weekdays was not visible, only her eyes were slightly red.
The
busyness
of the lost and recovered eldest son for so long has already made her aware of his attitude towards the Xiao family and her and his father. He is not close to them, he does not like them very much, and even guards them.
This cognition made Madam Xiao sad and woke up in the middle of the night, but the eldest son she hadn't seen for more than 20 years was within reach. No matter how many times she ate behind closed doors, she couldn't stop herself from wanting to be closer to him.
Mrs. Xiao carefully looked at the eyebrows of Xiao Yuanmu ’s brother who seemed to die prematurely. When she first saw Xiao Yuanmu, she knew that this was definitely his son. In this world, except her eldest son, Someone may look so much like her brother who has been dead for many years.
In the face of Mrs. Xiao's almost scorching eyes, Xiao Yuanmu looked at her with a calm expression, but only passed a little impatience deep in her eyes, her throat moved, and then she spoke again: "Mrs. Xiao, what do you want from me?"
Mrs. Xiao was pulled back to his thoughts by his voice. She had squeezed her fingertips because she was nervous because she claimed to be whiter, but she smiled and said, "Yuan Mu, I am your mother, you do n’t need to Call me so rusty. "
Xiao Yuanmu bowed his head, but he did not change his mouth, but said the third time: "What's the matter with you?"
"I heard that you usually don't eat breakfast in the morning." Madam Xiao bent slightly on her knees, raised the bamboo basket she just set aside, and handed it to Xiao Yuanmu. "You are so busy at work every day, if you don't eat breakfast, The body can't stand it easily, so my mother did something for you. "
Following her voice, Xiao Yuanmu's gaze fell on the beautifully woven bamboo basket, then moved back to her face. Seeing her expression looking forward, she took her hand and took the bamboo basket in her hand: "Thank you."
When I saw him take it, Mrs. Xiao was happy, the smile on her face was a little relaxed, and the next words were smooth and natural: "The porridge in it may need to be heated for a while. Mother goes in to help you, you take a bath. You can eat it, how about it? "
"No need," Xiao Yuanmu said softly. "I still have something to deal with in the morning, just eat a little."
"How can this be?" Mrs. Xiao's delicate brows frowned slightly. "Cold food is not good for the stomach."
"It's okay, Mrs. Xiao." Louis, who had been swept several times by Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, shivered his hairs and stepped forward and laughed: "We young people just like to eat cold things. Or do I want to see you off. "
Mrs. Xiao glanced at Louis, who brought her, and then looked at Xiao Yuanmu, whose expression remained unchanged, hoping that he could say something.
"Louis." In the sight of Mrs. Xiao, Xiao Yuanmu finally said: "Send Mrs. Xiao."
Louis nodded quickly. Previously, because of his father's relationship with the Xiao family, he had to refuse Mrs. Xiao's request to bring Mrs. Xiao to the door of Xiao Yuanmu's house. Louis's look was deeply disturbed, and he just wanted to leave Mrs. Xiao immediately, hoping that Xiao Yuanmu could show mercy when he got in trouble with him.
"Mrs. Xiao, please." Louis stomped the elevator, and the gentleman bowed and raised his hand to block the elevator door, smiling.
Mrs. Xiao nodded gracefully, smiling slightly at Xiao Yuanmu: "The mother will come to see you tomorrow."
"No need," Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Louis. "I will make breakfast myself."
Mrs. Xiao clutched her hand for a moment, and smiled stiffly: "Since this is the case, then my mother ..."
Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by a ringtone.
She froze slightly, and then she showed a little joy, and her words were not finished yet. If Xiao Yuanmu was going to answer the phone at this time, she could stay here for a little longer.
Xiao Yuanmu didn't pay attention to Mrs. Xiao's look, and when she heard the familiar ringing bell, her attention was completely taken away by the sound in the living room.
"Hurry up and answer the phone." Mrs. Xiao smiled affectionately. "Mom is waiting for you here."
Xiao Yuanmu paused to lift his leg. He quickly walked to the sofa and picked up the phone. When he saw a familiar note across his eyes, he picked up and said quietly, "Wait."
Then he turned around, walked a few steps to the door, and said, "I have something very important to deal with now, you ..."
"It's okay. Mom has nothing else to do. Wait till you finish talking. Mom is telling you."
Xiao Yuanmu looked at Louis. Louis also really wanted to hear Xiao Yuanmu's phone call. Since he learned about Xiao Yuanmu's lover in Yang Jie's mouth last time, he has been curious about him. When Xiao Yuanmu was obviously a little more excited than before, he knew that it must be his legendary lover who called, but the enthusiasm of gossip could not compare with Xiao Yuanmu's horror.
He raised his eyebrows with a pity, then looked at Mrs. Xiao with a smile: "Mrs. Xiao, I ..."
"You don't need to send me." Mrs. Xiao glanced at the back of Xiao Yuanmu who had gone in, struggling between a polite departure and a disrespectful leave. In the end, the temptation to stay with her son defeated reason, She smiled mildly and gracefully: "I'll just stay here and wait for him. It's good. Louis, you can leave if you have something."
"No, no, it is my pleasure to work for you." If Mrs. Xiao is left in front of Xiao Yuanmu, Xiao Yuanmu may peel his skin after making a phone call. You wait for him together. "
Mrs. Xiao smiled sincerely when she heard the words, "Thank you."
After Xiao Yuanmu threw Xiao to Louis for treatment, he entered the room, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the garden channel downstairs. He listened to the shallow breathing there and smiled a little in his eyes.
"You can say now, why would you call me at this time?"
At this time, the emperor should be eight o'clock in the evening. Song Xunhe rarely contacted him at this time, so Xiao Yuanmu was very surprised when he received the call.
Song Yehe felt relieved when he heard Xiao Yuan Mu Qingye's voice. He glanced at Song Jiabao and looked away: "I want to tell you something."
Xiao Yuanmu leaned relaxedly against the transparent glass, his eyes softened: "What's the matter?"
Song Kun moved with the corners of his mouth. After seeing the imploring look of Song Jiabao's family, he tightened his lips and looked up and said, "Are you busy recently?"
"Not busy." Xiao Yuanmu glanced at his watch and the neat stack of documents on the table, and said without change: "These two days are very easy, you can take a break."
Song Xunhe was thinking about things, but he didn't pay attention to Xiao Yuanmu's tone. He heard the words with a slight hum, glanced at Song Jiabao with a pale face, and turned to walk upstairs.
"What happened to that interview."
Song Yanhe asked while walking. The Song family heard their words stretched their heads and wanted to listen to the contents of the phone. However, Song Yanhe and his legs were long and fast. They could cross four or five steps in one step. After a while, they disappeared. Can hear the door closing.
Xiao Yuanmu: "Which interview?"
Song Yehe closed the door and found a place to sit and ask, "How many interviews did you attend? "
Xiao Yuanmu turned and walked towards the central bed: "One."
Song Ye and lifted his feet on the coffee table: "Which one 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 phone and put it on his hand. He changed his home clothes and put on a shirt. His knuckle fingers fiddled with cufflinks, and his tone was a little careless.
Song Yanhe heard the movement of Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yuan Mubi's voice that was obviously farther away. He paused and asked, "What are you doing?"
Xiao Yuanmu: "Changing clothes."
Song Yihe lowered his legs on the coffee table, lifted the coffee table legs, then lifted it and bent on the edge of the coffee table. His legs pushed the coffee table a little harder, and he asked him, "You and I called Time to change clothes? "
Xiao Yuanmu's voice was light: "Louis is waiting for me outside the door. I can't see him in home clothes."
Song Yan and raising eyebrows did not pursue it, and turned back to the topic: "What exactly does your interview mean? We have broken up, why do you say that I am still with you."
Xiao Yuanmu clasped his hands and said quietly: "You said that we each insisted on our own understanding of this relationship. You think we broke up, I don't think so, I just said what I think , If you disagree with me, you can also post your ideas on a public platform. "
Song Yan and Slowly pushed the legs of the coffee table for a moment, his expression blanked for a few seconds, and then his face drew: "I said now that I didn't break up with you, who would believe?"
Hearing the sound of Song Yan and the anger, Xiao Yuanmu hooked his cuffs, because the end of the smile was dumb: "This is your business."
Song Kun and some of the shamelessness shocked by Xiao Yuanmu so much that he couldn't speak for a while. He felt that he had just been kicked by the donkey in his mind, and it was only possible because of the little bit of Xiao Yuanmu's tone There was no surprise at all, and he gave up the opportunity to get rid of Song Jiabao's family.
Why did he feel that Xiao Yuanmu was very tired at that time, and he didn't want to take these things to make him unhappy all morning.
Song Yihe pushed the coffee table far away and his legs fell to the ground. Somehow Xiao Yuanmu thought of his eyes with a slight smile, and the bottom of his eyes was like a smile, just a little The child is dissatisfied and dissipates at any time. He doesn't like that he is emotionally affected by Xiao Yuanmu, so he pursed his lips and asked, "What is the invitation?"
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes smiled slightly, his jaw tightened a little: "Is it from the Xiao family?"
Song Yan and Wei Yan: "Don't you know?"
Xiao Yuan Mu Yaoyao glanced out the door, and regained his cold voice with a smiling voice: "Don't come." 2k novel reading network