[BL] Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend

Ch8 - Blink and Hold Hands

At nine in the morning, Song Xuanhe came down the stairs on time as usual. He hadn’t expected to see Xiao Yuanmu in the living room.

Now that it was summer, it was precisely at this time when the sun would shine the brightest and most beautiful. The omnipresent sunshine came streaming in through the french windows facing the courtyard, illuminating the spacious living room. It also seemed to melt the frost that enshrouded the young man sitting on the sofa. He looked up from his book and glanced at the time. The sunshine reflecting off his profile enhanced the look of his eyes, making it many times more resplendent. His eyes were so beautiful that they made one quiet one’s breath involuntarily.

Xiao Yuanmu gazed up at Song Xuanhe, who had paused on the steps. He saw that the other was staring at him dumbly. The finger that Xiao Yuanmu had pressed against the pages of his book shook slightly. Soon after, he looked away, restraining the cold glint in his eyes.

Because of his looks, he had seen many expressions like the one on Song Xuanhe’s face. He knew what it meant. It was infatuation, an expression of having one’s breath taken away, or even nauseating lust.

Moreover, as an orphan, he was easy to manipulate. All of those who had given him this kind of gaze, practically all of them had had no misgivings doing something against him. Xiao Yuanmu’s eyes became ice-cold. It was just that those people would end up paying an extremely painful cost in the end.

He didn’t know if Song Xuanhe would act the same as the others. And perhaps if he did, Xiao Yuanmu could use this as an opportunity to gather evidence to attack the Song Group with.

As he thought of this, Xiao Yuanmu’s index finger lightly rubbed against the page. He glanced at the middle paragraph and stopped at the word, “destroy,” for two seconds before closing the book.

Song Xuanhe licked his lips. He watched as Xiao Yuanmu closed the book and then looked back over at him. His hand on the railing discretely tightened a bit. He then tried to make conversation, “Why are you still here?”

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him calmly. His gaze fell on the other’s face that obviously looked guilty and avoidant but was still stained with desire. He was a bit surprised, but his tone remained normal, “You told me to wait for you to go to work together.”

Song Xuanhe was startled. Only then did he remember that it seemed like he had said that. At that time, they had just come out of the supermarket in the villa district and coincidentally met with the patrolling security guard. The security guards here usually remembered everyone who lived here. Even if they didn’t, they all had sharp eyes. Just by looking at their clothes, they could tell if they were visitors or strangers.

At the time, Song Xuanhe was on a call, so he had had Xiao Yuanmu go up first. To his surprise, when he went up, he saw Xiao Yuanmu being stopped and questioned by the security guards. He went up and gave an explanation. When he thought that Xiao Yuanmu might be questioned again in the morning when he left, he said, “Tomorrow, I’ll send you to work.”

He hadn’t expected that Xiao Yuanmu would really wait for him.

“Then, let’s go, ba.”

At the company entrance, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu walked in together under the gazes of many.

One in front and one in the back, they walked towards the two adjacent elevators with their gazes focused on in front of them. One of them stopped by the left side’s executive elevator while the other one stood on the right by the ordinary employee’s elevator. They were clearly separated—right until the elevators arrived, they did not interact at all.