Don't move, say goodbye! [Quick Transmigration]

Having met his enemy for a long time, Tao Ziyue's eyes seemed to eat him. Han Xiao's rich businessman boyfriend hit him hard enough. Tao Ziyue's handsome face had a bright red scar near the brow bone, which affected the overall appearance to some extent. .

Tan Qiao's impatience was mostly extinguished by the cold eyes. He nodded to Lin Sha, handed back the ornament, and deliberately ignored Tao Ziyue.

Lin Sha read the recent news on Weibo, and knew to some extent the conflict between the two of them. She looked back and forth, did not exchange many greetings, thanked her repeatedly, and dragged Tao Zi away.

In the western restaurant opposite the central square, after ordering food, Lin Sha chatted with nothing to say, while Tao Ziyue responded perfunctorily, while glancing at the Christmas tree in the square through the window.

The weather is very cold in December, Tan Qiao is lonely, sitting alone under the tree looks like an elk that cannot find Santa Claus, I feel sorry for it, many young men and women with companions refuse to leave for a long time, half of Reason was watching him.

Lin Sha followed his gaze and persuaded, "Zi Yue, don't target Tan Qiao, his family has a great background, much bigger than ours."

As soon as these words came out, Tao Ziyue couldn't bear it anymore.

Doesn't the translation mean that he has no self-knowledge, and if he insists on hitting an egg against a rock, even if he finds himself as a backer, he won't be able to rely on it!

Most of the rich ladies are simple-minded and don't understand those twists and turns, so they just say something: "Why did he provoke you? Let me mediate for you."

"You know him?"

"I know you." Lin Sha was still a little proud: "He participated in my coming-of-age ceremony, and I have the cheek to ask for WeChat, but it is too difficult!"

Tao Ziyue didn't understand her excitement at all: "What's so good about him?"

"He is good-looking! He has a good brain! He studied computer and finished his studies two years early, but his personality is a bit weird. I heard that he has mild autism and doesn't like to socialize with people."

"…laugh."

As if he heard some joke, Tao Ziyue retorted mockingly: "He is doing live broadcasting now, can autism do this?"

"This...I heard that there is a reason."

Speaking of this, Lin Sha stirred the creamy soup on the dinner plate, with a strange expression, and faintly lowered her voice.

"Tan Qiao seems to like playing games very much, and he has no interest in other things, because he fell out with Tan's family and moved out by himself! That's not counting, he's also obsessed with a female anchor, and he refuses to study abroad, but Some time ago, I seemed to have figured it out again, and admitted my mistake with my family."

"Female anchor?" Tao Ziyue gestured outward with his chin, and snorted coldly, "Isn't that a man?"

Lin Sha turned her head and saw a boy wearing a Santa hat holding Tan Qiao's cheeks, as if he was warming him, or just stroking him.

The boy could only see the back, while Tan Qiao sat in the same place and stared at each other resentfully, it was obvious that the relationship between the two was unusually close.

"It's weird..." Lin Sha muttered, "I remember it was the female anchor. The young master of the Tan family was very obsessed, and he did a lot of degrading things."

"You don't know each other well, how do you know?"

Lin Sha waved her hands, hurriedly clearing up the relationship: "Don't get me wrong, my friend said that Tan Qiao is good-looking, and there are many people in the circle who are staring at him in private. It's easy to find out about such things."

Tao Ziyue had no chance to get in touch with the circle of the rich second generation. He never thought that the little anchor who was quite flattering to him back then was a rich second generation. If so, what did Tan Qiao use the trophy as an excuse to ridicule him face to face?

Rich second generation bad joke?

The corners of Tao Zi's mouth tightened, the two men under the Christmas tree kissed me as if no one was around, this scene inexplicably made him a little irritable.

Lin Sha was not enough to relieve his menacing boredom, so he simply took out his phone and opened the chat window.

Since a month ago, the message sent to Xianyu has never received a reply.

The last phone call was obviously a bit tricky. At first he thought that Xianyu was getting intimate with others, and he lost his mind for several days because of this, so he realized his own intentions. When he dreamed back at midnight, he would always regret missing the only one who treated him sincerely. people.

But love is always a struggle between you and me, he has confidence in himself, Xianyu liked him so much before, and he must do so now!

Another way of guessing is that the long-term loss of contact may be due to some danger that Xianyu encountered, or something that he couldn't get out of. There must be another reason for the strange movement that day.

Two days ago, he asked Xianyu to meet at the central square for Christmas, but Xianyu didn't reply, so he made an appointment with Lin Sha, who showed his love to him.

At this moment, Tao Zi was getting more and more uneasy. Xianyu didn't explicitly refuse like last time, what if he came?

Do you want to make a phone call?But what about the young lady in front of me?

Lin Sha ate two mouthfuls, seeing his absent-minded look and frowning slightly, thinking that he was still struggling to talk about Joe's affairs, her movements gradually slowed down.

"Zi Yue, do you really have a bad relationship with Tan Qiao?"

Tao Ziyue didn't hide his distaste for the name, and simply nodded.

Tan Qiao was the first person to step on his face, and the grievances must be different from those Internet blackmailers later on. Even now, he feels that the subsequent series of insidious behaviors are good things done by Tan Qiao.

"Then... I'll delete him as a friend, and I won't contact him anyway."

These words are basically equivalent to expressing affection, Lin Sha blushed slightly, and searched for friends on the phone as a cover: "But he is really different from other young masters, they say he doesn't want to be a young master, he just wants to be a salted fish, hey, Haha, that’s really his WeChat name.”

"what?"

Tao Ziyue suspected that he had heard wrongly.

"Salted fish, pfft, this avatar is so sad, it doesn't match me at all."

Lin Sha let out a silvery laugh. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Tao Ziyue's sharp gaze, her smile froze, and she frantically tried to delete it.

Tao Ziyue's men's clothes are far more heroic than women's clothes. Even so, the humble attitude of the eldest lady after falling in love at first sight is also incomprehensible.

"and many more…"

Even though he thought it was impossible, Tao Ziyue's actions were faster than his brain's reaction.

"Let me take a look at his WeChat."

***

On Christmas Eve, the pointer points to [-]:[-], and Sheng Zhao finally arrives late.

He is quite serious about this kind of festival. He wears a custom-made Christmas hat on his head. In order to play cool, he basically doesn’t do any work to keep warm. He doesn’t wear a scarf or gloves. Put your hand on Tan Qiao's face.

Those who didn't know thought it was Sheng Zhao who was warming his face. Tan Qiao, who had experienced it personally, only wanted to say that her face exposed outside the scarf was warmer than his hands.

Tan Qiao raised her head and stated coldly: "You are late."

"Well, there's something wrong at home." Sheng Zhao dodged his eyes, trying to get away with it: "You're so cute today, it's so cold, I've booked a restaurant, let's go."

After that, he wanted to pull Tan Qiao up, but Tan Qiao froze in place.

On the square full of sweet love, the young couples who are at odds are also a unique scenery.

"what's up?"

The good mood was spoiled, and Tan Qiao's tone was quite unfriendly, which probably meant that you would go back home without giving a reasonable reason.

Sheng Zhao felt helpless: "Do you really want to know?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Then you go back with me at night and let my mother tell you herself."

"Sheng Zhao!"

Sheng Zhao showed an expression of "who told you to ask?", took out an ear-warming antler headdress from his pocket, and put it on Tan Qiao's head.

"Let's go, go on a date."

Tan Qiao reached out to touch: "What?"

"role play."

Tan Qiao wore a red scarf today. The cold wind made her cheeks blush, and the tip of her nose was also red. Her watery eyes were full of inquiries, and passers-by who were on the sidelines tacitly brushed across her chest. The next two people go up.

Sheng Zhao patted the top of his head: "I am Santa Claus tonight, and you, my mount."

Tan Qiao was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath, and he raised his hand to pick it off, but Sheng Zhao stopped him and at the same time grabbed his shoulders, holding him firmly in his arms.

"Go to dinner first, then watch a movie, and a traditional first date."

"I told you it's not a date!"

Hearing this, Sheng Zhao's expression changed suddenly, and he lowered his head and asked, "Do you have any other Santas?"

Tan Qiao shrunk her neck and managed to distance herself, amused by his pretentious appearance: "You dramatist."

This strategy to ease the mood was generally quite successful. In the cold winter night, the haze above Sheng Zhao's head was covered by the Christmas snow, and under the reflection of the brilliant lights, his face seemed to regain its former brightness for a short time.

Because he was dressed as Santa Claus, Sheng Zhao was surrounded by road interview hosts and photographers when passing by a certain event venue, saying that he was selected as the most beautiful Santa Claus or something.

Tan Qiao looked to the side and was serious about the girl who had signed up for the competition, and even in the cold weather, she still showed a pair of white jade legs shivering. She didn't know what to say.

But objectively speaking, let alone the Santa circle, even in the celebrity circle, cannon fodder Sheng Zhao is hard to find an opponent in terms of appearance, and Tan Qiao's position as the protagonist is very dangerous.

The event reward was the room card of the five-star hotel, and Tan Qiao had been acting as a wooden man by the side, until he heard that the interview was still in progress, and abruptly dragged Sheng Zhao away.

The Christmas trip was coming to an end, and the two of them walked back to the community. Downstairs in the community, Sheng Zhao suddenly stopped and took out a necklace from nowhere. Tan Qiao took two steps before turning his head slowly.

The festive atmosphere was overflowing, and snowflakes like goose feathers fell on Tan Qiao's shoulders. His appearance, which was already dusty, was like an elf in the snow amidst the sprinkling of snowflakes.

This scene was quite impactful, Sheng Zhao's movements were insignificant, and his expression was slightly out of control.

"...It's time to exchange gifts."

"Gift?"

The necklace flickering and swaying in the night is a unique style of fireworks, at least Tan Joe has not seen it.

Seeing that he didn't show any reaction other than surprise, Sheng Zhao's eyes darkened: "Isn't it common sense to prepare presents for Christmas?"

"...I'm sorry." Tan Qiao touched his nose in embarrassment: "I forgot, or you wouldn't have given it away."

The relaxed atmosphere was like an illusion. In an instant, the originally light and flying snowflakes seemed to be a little heavy.

"You really don't want it?" Sheng Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, his hand holding the necklace stubbornly hung in the air.

An indescribable panic surged up, and Tan Qiao covered her chest, not knowing how to react for a moment.

"It looks very expensive, and I'm not going to return the gift."

"Just keep it well."

After speaking in an undeniable tone, Sheng Zhao approached with downcast eyes, took off his scarf step by step, put on the necklace, and helped him wrap the scarf again, without unnecessary movements or expressions.

Under the pressure of the intimidating aura, Tan Qiao didn't dare to take a breath. It wasn't until everything was over that Sheng Zhao suddenly showed a satisfied smile, and returned to his usual demeanor and teased: "Of course, if you want to return me a kiss, it's not unacceptable." .”

"No." He breathed a sigh of relief, Tan Qiao was still in palpitations at the moment, and refused angrily.

Sheng Zhao shrugged, put his hands in his pockets, with a slight smile on his lips, his eyes were deeper and more hollow than usual looking at his chest, as if he could see the necklace through the scarf.

"Tan Qiao, if you lose it again, I won't give it to you."

Tan Qiao shook his head, always felt that his words were strange.

Why is it as if the things belonged to him in the first place?

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