I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Chun Leshui's custom-made dress was delivered to the home on time on the day of the dinner.

He stood in front of the full-length mirror in the cloakroom, tied a half-Windsor knot with a few movements of his slender fingers, and looked at himself in the mirror. He was also in a suit, and the double-breasted button was more formal than the more business-like single-breasted one. Yu has a more casual gentleman's taste, fasten the button in the middle on the right, tighten the waistline, perfectly outline Chunle Shui's slender figure with slender legs, and the wide lapel collar increases his chest and Thickness in the shoulders.

Wearing a light blue shirt inside, a red and blue tie and a pocket square of the same color add some color to the pure white suit, and also neutralize the sense of stability that comes with the double-breasted suit. The noble and glamorous face when there is no expression? The whole person exudes an unattainable aura.

Chun Leshui couldn't hold back, and licked her face.

[I'm so damn good-looking. 】

Outside the door, Song Hanzhang's hand, which was about to knock on the door, froze in the air. He looked at the dial on his wrist, and after a while, he tapped twice silently. Impatiently, he said, "How long will you have? It's time to go out."

"Okay." Chun Leshui opened the door, lowered his head to fasten the watch strap, then looked up at Song Hanzhang, "Let's go."

The weather is fine today, and the afterglow from the window spreads into the room, dyeing this cloakroom exclusively for Chun Leshui into a bright yellow, and the fine dust floating in the air shines brightly, and the moment he raises his eyes, the bright black pair of eyes are brightened. The eyes are plated with a layer of gold leaf.

Song Hanzhang's pupils shrank, and he forgot to move for a while.

Chun Leshui gave him a strange look: "What's wrong?"

Song Hanzhang came back to his senses, looked at Chun Leshui from top to bottom, and really wanted to ask him if he was going to a dinner party or a wedding if he dressed like this?

He endured it and turned around: "It's nothing."

[If you are amazed by me, just say it, you are stunned and think I can't see it? 】

【Huh,? Man. 】

Song Hanzhang: "..."

He endures.

The two went downstairs and said to the old man sitting on the sofa: "Grandpa, let's go."

The two stood side by side, one black and one white, and they were in perfect harmony. Song Shiqing smiled at the corners of his eyes and brows, nodded and watched them go out.

The birthday party of the young master of the Cheng family was of course a big deal. He had booked the entire Beauty Villa, and he didn't need an invitation card. The security booth held the guest list in his hand, and he could enter just by swiping his face.

Luxury cars drove past the leisure club in the outer ring, passed the single-family villas hidden among the trees along the mountain road, and stopped at the entrance of the villa on the top of the mountain.

As night falls, standing here can overlook the entire beautiful villa built near the lake. The lights are shining brightly among the pines and green peaks, and the villa is extremely lively.

Standing on the steps, Cheng Qiqiao had received the news a long time ago. When he saw the rear door opened, he greeted him with a smile, like a happy little rabbit: "Brother Hanzhang."

As the protagonist tonight, Cheng Qiqiao must have dressed up carefully. He has big eyes and a small face, and looks youthful and cute. Naturally, he chose the white color that is most suitable and can best set off his temperament.

He and Song Hanzhang Zhuma Zhuma are very clear about his preferences. They haven't seen each other for two years. In addition to wanting to impress Song Hanzhang, Cheng Qiqiao also wants to use this image to tell him that he has not changed, and he is still the little girl who likes to follow behind him. Brother, also still like him.

But when he saw Chun Leshui, the short person who got out of the car, his whole smile froze on his face.

Although he has been abroad for the past two years, there are only a few people in the circle of the second ancestor of Shencheng. How is the relationship between Song Hanzhang and Chun Leshui? Are they looking for trouble for him or looking for a lover to embarrass him? There will always be people telling jokes about these things Send it to Cheng Qiqiao's ear.

Song Hanzhang's dislike for Chun Leshui is obvious to all. Even if the two moved back to the old house for some unknown reason, Cheng Qiqiao didn't think he could have any good looks towards Chun Leshui.

Two days ago, he finished his studies and went back to China. He had private appointments with Song Hanzhang several times, but was rejected by the other party because he was busy with work and had no time. Cheng Qiqiao had no choice but to ask Cheng's mother to hold this birthday party. He even asked his grandfather to write an invitation card and send it to him. Song family.

For the younger generation's birthday, the old man will naturally not come in person, but the Cheng family is a family friend, so someone from the Song family will definitely come to attend, and that person can only be Song Hanzhang.

But Cheng Qiqiao never expected that Song Hanzhang would bring Chun Leshui with him.

How could Song Hanzhang be willing to take him out to socialize?

Cheng Qiqiao was still immersed in the surprise and shock, but when Chun Leshui got out of the car completely, the expression on his face could hardly hold back.

Chun Leshui and Cheng Qiqiao clashed.

Cheng Qiqiao's suit has a single-breasted sword collar, a light blue diagonal striped shirt and a bow tie inside. Apart from the different styles, the two even have completely different colors of decorative pocket squares.

Dressed in the same way, Cheng Qiqiao gives the impression of being pure and immature, with a well-behaved appearance wearing a bow tie like a little prince who knows nothing about the world, but Chun Leshui has the maturity and calmness of an adult man all over his body. He faintly pressed Cheng Qiqiao.

No one would be too happy to bump into someone else's shirt at his birthday party, especially if the other party was Chun Leshui whom he had always looked down upon and held a grudge in his heart. Cheng Qiqiao was so angry that he regarded this as Chun Leshui's provocation , but in front of Song Hanzhang's face, it's not easy to explode, so I can only hold back.

"Qi Qiao, happy birthday." Chun Leshui seemed unable to understand the repulsion on his face, and smiled ignorantly. After Song Hanzhang got out of the car, he took his arm and took his initiative to hook him on the other hand Xiao Yanyan handed the gift bag to Cheng Qiqiao.

Song Hanzhang wanted to pull his arm out, but Chun Leshui held him tightly by the sleeve so that he could not move. Cheng Qiqiao's birthday party also had many business partners from the Cheng family, and most of these people also had business cooperation with the Song family. They are all acquaintances. If the disturbance is too obvious, it will inevitably be heard by others. Song Hanzhang took a breath silently, and he endured it.

He looked at Chun Leshui, who was smiling like a peony flower, and his eyes sank.

What the hell is he doing?

Don't look at Chun Leshui and Song Hanzhang's close attachment, as if they are loving couples, but in fact he doesn't care about Song Hanzhang's reaction, he handed the gift in front of Cheng Qiqiao, as if wondering why he didn't take it: "Qi Qiao? "

[He must have been stung by the ring on my ring finger. 】

【Cheng Qiqiao must be thinking 'Damn Chun Leshui, brother Hanzhang is mine, one day I will take back what belongs to me from you'. 】

[Really, I beg you, hurry up and take Song Gou away. If you need it, I can give you a helping hand and pack Song Hanzhang to your bed. 】

The more he said the more outrageous, Song Hanzhang couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled his hand from his collar and squeezed it tightly.

How tight is it, probably to the point where Song Hanzhang's blue veins on the back of his hands burst out from the force of breastfeeding.

Chun Leshui was in pain, and while he was distracted, Song Hanzhang snatched a gift and handed it to Cheng Qiqiao: "Happy birthday."

Cheng Qiqiao was taken aback, and smiled innocently: "Thank you Brother Hanzhang, I like it very much." He stepped back half a step to the side, "Go in first."

Song Hanzhang dragged Chun Leshui to the banquet hall.

Cheng Qiqiao watched the two step up the steps, staring at their clasped hands and gritted his teeth secretly.

Chun Leshui didn't know what kind of madness Song Hanzhang was going on again, but when he thought that his actions would make Cheng Qiqiao more difficult, Chun Leshui obediently let him lead him, and the two went up the stairs.

He asked in a voice that seemed to be whispering to Song Hanzhang, but could just be heard by Cheng Qiqiao: "Hanzhang, do you think I need to change clothes?"

Song Hanzhang looked at Chun Leshui with an expression of "you're free and fine" and said, "It's not necessary."

"But..." Chun Leshui hesitated, "After all, Qi Qiao is the protagonist of the dinner, so it's not a good idea to clash with him?"

Song Hanzhang glanced at him coldly.

Chun Leshui looked innocent, as if he was really embarrassed because he collided with Cheng Qiqiao, but Song Hanzhang could see it. He dressed up tonight like a groom who was about to enter the auditorium. Isn't his purpose just to make Cheng Qiqiao stand out? ?

He even hypocritically asked if it was not good to have a shirt bump. From his point of view, Chun Leshui probably wished that everyone would see him bumping into a shirt with Cheng Qiqiao.

Based on Song Hanzhang's current understanding of Chun Leshui, I am afraid that no matter whether he asks him to change or ask him where he can get a change of clothes, Chun Leshui can turn the topic to asking Cheng Qiqiao to borrow clothes and remembering that the other party is half a head shorter than him. .

He didn't know where Chun Leshui's hostility towards Cheng Qiqiao came from, but Song Hanzhang had learned how this person pretended to be pitiful and innocent, and no one could find fault with these two passages. "Tonight's banquet is Cheng Qiqiao's home game," Song Hanzhang pointed out, warning Chun Leshui not to make trouble with his eyes, "He must have prepared a lot of dresses, if he thinks it's not suitable, he will naturally change it."

Song Gou didn’t play cards according to routine, but his words were more lethal to Cheng Qiqiao. Chun Leshui said, “You are right too”, while turning his head to meet Cheng Qiqiao who was looking at him coldly, and then smiled friendly laugh.

Chunle Shui felt refreshed, and forgot to take his hand out of Song Hanzhang's palm. The two walked all the way to the entrance of the banquet hall, and the waiter of the clubhouse helped them push open the heavy carved gate.

The melodious music that could be vaguely heard at the door became clear in an instant. Although it was only a birthday party, all the famous people in Shanghai came. The older Cheng Qiqiao's parents and his old man were entertaining, and the younger ones were all in the same circle. The people here, their parents have friendship from generation to generation, and the two families have business contacts, so they are no strangers anyway.

The girls were well-dressed and chatted together in groups of three or four, and the boys also gathered together in suits and ties like dogs.

In the banquet hall, there was a lot of laughter, talking and drinking, and it was very lively.

Of course, under this kind of bustle, there is actually a dark tide. Girls compare their dresses, neck jewelry, and the latest bags, while men, especially these powerful and powerful rich second generations who hang around nightclubs, are also inseparable from the topic. Eating, drinking and having fun, car beauty.

In the same circle, everyone has intersected since they were young, so most of them naturally know Cheng Qiqiao's thoughts on Song Hanzhang.

The person opposite Qi Bei sighed: "What charm do you think this Song Hanzhang has? Even if he is married, can Cheng Qiqiao never forget him?"

"Who knows." Someone said, "But it's not that Song Hanzhang is married and Cheng Qiqiao has no chance, and it's not that you haven't seen his attitude towards Chun Leshui."

Speaking of Chunle Shui, Qi Bei shook the champagne in the glass: "If you say that I, Song Hanzhang, am in the midst of blessings, I don't know how to be blessed. If Chunle Shui marries me, with his face and figure, it's too late for me to love him."

"Come on, you, just two or three of your little lovers outside at the same time, no matter how beautiful you are at home, you will not be satisfied."

"I love him and I don't conflict with my love."

As soon as the words fell, there was movement from the gate of the banquet hall, and the person on the opposite side raised his chin behind Qi Bei: "It is said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, but...how did he bring Chun Leshui?"

Qi Bei turned his head, and Chun Leshui's beautiful face that he never forgot came into view. Compared with the fragility and fragility of the pear blossoms and rain that night, Chun Leshui tonight is different and delicate.

Accidentally glanced at Song Hanzhang next to him, Qi Bei's whole face suddenly collapsed, and he remembered what Song Hanzhang said to him that night.

It's just that he knows how to reincarnate better than him. If he wasn't born in the Song family, Song Hanzhang would be a fart!

"No, why are they still holding hands?" Someone spotted Hua Dian and looked at each other with inquiring eyes, "Don't Song Hanzhang hate Chun Leshui very much?"

Of course, they were not the only ones who discovered this. A few second-generation ancestors who had a good relationship with Song Hanzhang in the past walked over. Jian Wen took a glass of wine from the table and handed it to Song Hanzhang, and his eyes fell on the hands they held: "Han Zhang, you are..."

Once reminded, Song Hanzhang and Chun Leshui thought about it at the same time, but it would be embarrassing if they let go hastily.

Whoever stops first loses first, neither of them moved.

Until the glass of wine was completely handed over to Song Hanzhang, Jian Wen's face was full of question marks.

As a last resort, Song Hanzhang loosened the Chunle water very naturally by receiving the wine.

Jian Wen leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation, why are you and him so inseparable?"

【You might as well speak louder, I can hear you all. Do you want me to hand you the microphone so you can go up and talk? You might as well tell the whole villa. 】

Song Hanzhang: "..."

He glanced at Chun Leshui without saying a word, and didn't know what he was fighting with him just now.

In front of other people, Chun Leshui was cautious and obedient again, as if he didn't hear Jian Wen's words at all, and knew that he was not pleasing to them among the second generation ancestors, so he whispered: "I'll go to the side to get Order something to eat."

Song Hanzhang nodded, hoping that Chun Leshui would go as far as possible.

But in the eyes of others, it was Song Hanzhang who was friendly to Chun Leshui, the two seemed to get along well, Jian Wen and the others were even more curious, staring at Chun Leshui's back for a long time, couldn't help asking Song Hanzhang: "You two... ...?"

Song Hanzhang put one hand in his pocket and raised his chin slightly towards the balcony: "Talk over there."

Chun Leshui basically didn't know anyone in the hall. Everyone saw that he was the male companion brought by Song Hanzhang, so no matter whether they knew his identity or not, they would not approach him to strike up a conversation.

He was happy and quiet, picked up some snacks on the plate, took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray, and found a place to sit and watch the beauty.

Although there were not many men who could catch Chunle's eyes at this dinner party, the girls were still very pleasing to the eye. He likes to appreciate beautiful things, which will make him feel happy.

Probably because they noticed his gaze, the girls looked at him with a smile, Chun Leshui didn't hide it, and smiled back generously.

But he didn't know that with just such a light smile, he got most of the eyes of the banquet hall.

He was better looking than anyone else present.

Qi Bei's greedy gaze also stayed on his face, because he couldn't eat it, so he was very concerned about it.

He was about to go forward when he suddenly saw Cheng Qiqiao taking two glasses of wine from the waiter and walking towards Chunle Shui.

Cheng Qiqiao changed his clothes and came down from the stairs. When he followed everyone's eyes and saw Chun Leshui, his hand that fell on the escalator couldn't help but tighten.

If it wasn't for Chun Leshui who came out halfway, he would obviously be the one who came to these banquets as Song Hanzhang's spouse.

Cheng Qiqiao looked around the hall and saw Song Hanzhang half of his figure was blocked by the curtains on the balcony. His eyes were full of resentment and tenderness. He and Song Hanzhang grew up together. They were in the right family. Their mothers even engaged them. He is the one who should be The most suitable person to stand beside Song Hanzhang.

What is Chunle water, and he deserves it? !

Cheng Qiqiao stepped down the steps slowly, called the nearest waiter, picked up two glasses of wine from his plate, and threw a small pill into one of the glasses while no one was looking around.

The tablet, which is smaller than a fingernail, melts in water, and the small strings of bubbles that emerge quickly spread to the wall of the glass. At first glance, it looks no different from the bubbles that come with champagne itself.

He walked towards Chunle Shui and put the wine glass in front of him: "Your glass is finished, I brought you a new one."

He blocked Chun Leshui's sight, so Chun Leshui had no choice but to reluctantly focus on him who admired the beautiful girls. To be honest, Cheng Qiqiao looks really good, but it would be better if he was not so hypocritical.

Anyway, looking through Jian Shou's memories, Chun Leshui did not find that he was so kind to him when he was carrying Song Hanzhang in private.

Obviously should hate Chun Leshui for grabbing his position, but suddenly show courteousness, there are only four words to describe it - either adultery or robbery.

However, Chun Leshui felt that people would still grow up, and now Cheng Qiqiao was able to act patiently with him when facing him. He was much more mature than the pair of sluts in memory who clearly belittled the target. few.

He looked at the wine in front of him and thanked softly: "Thank you."

Chun Leshui held his face with one hand, and with the other hand, he held the goblet and shook it gently. The light golden liquid inside lightly hit the wall of the goblet with his movements.

It's just that when shaking the wine glass, the ring on the ring finger is very eye-catching.

Cheng Qiqiao covered his eyes from jealousy, took a champagne rose from the vase by the table and handed it to Chun Leshui: "Does it look good?"

It's winter now, and even the flowers planted in the old man's garden have withered a lot, but the various flowers in this banquet hall are still competing to bloom, and the light golden petals still carry tireless vitality.

"nice."

"These flowers were airlifted from abroad this morning. They bloomed just right. Anyone who saw them would praise them for their beauty. Unfortunately, after the banquet tonight, they will be taken out of the vase and thrown into the trash can. Not now. It's their flowering period, it's so cold outside, how long do you think they can bloom?"

"Thank you for one night, right?"

"So I think that this flower complements the banquet hall at first glance, but in fact it's just because it blooms beautifully, but no matter how beautiful it is, it won't last long without the nutrient supply and warm flower shed. Probably no one on the side of the road is willing to take a second look," Cheng Qiqiao looked at Chun Leshui with a smile on his face, "Do you think so?"

He told Chun Leshui insinuatingly that he was like the flower in his hand, staying in a place where he shouldn't be, and would end up being abandoned sooner or later.

It's a prophecy.

Chun Leshui seemed to have been poked by him, with her eyes half downcast without saying a word, she secretly covered the ring on her hand.

Cheng Qiqiao had a panoramic view of his movements, as if he just sighed casually, raised his glass to invite him: "I have said so much, I still want to thank you for accompanying Brother Hanzhang to my birthday party."

This person is so kind, even if his heart is pierced, he still feels sorry for himself and feels that he is not worthy. He raises his glass and touches Cheng Qiqiao lightly: "Happy birthday, Qiqiao."

"I remember that you don't seem to be able to drink?" Cheng Qiqiao said that at Song Hanzhang's birthday party two years ago, Chun Leshui became dizzy after just drinking a glass of red wine. The old man asked him to go upstairs to rest, but he didn't enter Song Hanzhang's room was the one that happened later.

Cheng Qiqiao said considerately: "There is a room upstairs, if you feel uncomfortable, you can go directly to rest."

As the host of the dinner party, he was thoughtful, and no one could fault him at all. Chun Leshui thanked him and tilted his wine glass.

Cheng Qiqiao stared at him for a moment.

Seeing that the wine was about to be drunk by him, Chun Leshui suddenly put down the glass, and called behind Cheng Qiqiao: "Hanzhang."

Cheng Qiqiao turned his head, and Chun Leshui quickly exchanged a glass with the one next to him.

Song Hanzhang saw his little movements clearly, he and Jian Wen walked over, first glanced at Chunle Shui and then at the two glasses of wine in his hand and at the table.

Cheng Qiqiao stood up and called Brother Hanzhang, and Jian Wen said beside him, "You can only see Brother Hanzhang?"

Cheng Qiqiao smiled cutely: "Brother Jian Wen."

Song Hanzhang withdrew his gaze from Chun Leshui's face, and asked Cheng Qiqiao, "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing to talk about," Chun Leshui also stood up, picked up the wine at the table and handed it to Song Hanzhang, smiling at Cheng Qiqiao, "It was Qiqiao who saw that the wine in my glass was finished and brought me a new one. Then we chatted about the flowers in the banquet hall by the way. Didn’t we, Qi Qiao?”

Cheng Qiqiao nodded, thinking that Chun Leshui hadn't changed, it was still so easy to handle.

【This glass is the wine that Cheng Qiqiao handed me. 】

Song Hanzhang looked vigilantly at the wine Chun Leshui handed him, and the inexplicable sense of crisis prevented him from reaching out to take it.

At the same time, Cheng Qiqiao took a glass of wine and handed it over.

This scene is a little better.

[If Song Dog dares to pick up Cheng Qiqiao's wine, I'll hit him on the dog's head with the glass right away:)]

Song Hanzhang: "..."

He didn't intend to take Cheng Qiqiao's drink at first, but he really rebelled when he heard Chun Leshui say this.

[It's a pity that this glass of mediocre wine, although it looks mediocre, is full of the majesty Cheng Qiqiao gave me.Although I may be overwhelmed, I think 80.00% of this glass of wine has been tampered with, and he specifically reminded me that I can go upstairs to rest. Isn't this telling me that he drugged this wine? 】

【Hey, the handsome young master of the Cheng family, he doesn't want to start a career, why is he so full of Xiasanlu things in his mind, and it's been two years, can't he have some new methods? 】

[I use my toes to think that I know that he will bring someone "inadvertently" to break into the door, and then catch me and the "adulter" in bed. I have humiliated Song Hanzhang so much, and he can't tolerate me no matter what That's it, just in time for Cheng Qiqiao to take the opportunity to take the position. 】

[Hey, old trick, since Song Hanzhang won't drink this glass of wine, I have to find a way to let Cheng Qiqiao drink it. 】

[Just turn around and I will help him again, and send Song Hanzhang to his bed, which can be regarded as helping him realize his dream. 】

Song Hanzhang, who could hear his thoughts clearly, had an ugly face.

Why is Chun Leshui so vicious? When someone kindly served him a glass of wine, he spread so many trumped-up charges against Cheng Qiqiao.

Yes, Cheng Qiqiao confessed his love to him a few years ago, but after he refused Cheng Qiqiao never mentioned it again. The two of them had no contact at all during their studies abroad. Did he, Song Hanzhang, bewitch Cheng Qiqiao to make him do this? Do you still remember yourself for a long time? !

Moreover, prescribing drugs is obviously a despicable method of his Chun Leshui, and now he still imagines that Cheng Qiqiao will prescribe drugs to him?

Song Hanzhang sneered, sure enough Chun Leshui was like other people in his eyes.

Song Hanzhang was so angry that he was so angry that he ignored Cheng Qiqiao's face, and took the wine glass from Chun Leshui's hand and poured it down directly.

He wanted to see what could be wrong with the glass of wine that Cheng Qiqiao brought him? !

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