Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan hummed softly, muttering in a low voice: "Narcissism..."

Immediately, without paying attention to what he meant, he looked down at the script.

Mu Beiting stared at her small face for a moment, as if he was in a good mood, his eyes softened a bit.

In fact, he didn't think about asking her to be Mrs. Mu at first, after all, she didn't seem to be reassuring at all.

However, he was just as if he had been caught in an evil spirit. Every day when he closed his eyes, he was filled with her little face.

He thought, it is indeed not a way to always find her every few hours. It is always going to marry a woman back. This person is not as good as her.

In this way, he can also sleep well.

...

The car has been very quiet.

More than ten minutes later, Su Xiangwan couldn't help turning his head to look at the man beside him.

He seemed very tired, his eyes drooping lightly, breathing very evenly, wondering if he was asleep.

It is straight summer, and the car is very hot.

Su Xiangwan carefully lowered the temperature of the air conditioner, and avoided the air outlet before she retracted her gaze and continued to look down at the script.

Mu Beiting's eyelashes trembled lightly, opened it slowly and glanced at the temperature of the air conditioner, without making a sound.

After a while, it was exactly half past eight.

Su Xiangwan checked the time, then turned to look at the man beside him.

Seeing that he still didn't mean to wake up, he hesitated for a while.

"Has the Civil Affairs Bureau opened?"

At this moment, his low voice sounded.

Su Xiangwan nodded: "Well, are you asleep?"

Mu Beiting slowly opened his eyes, and his beautiful Phoenix eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and it seemed that he hadn't been able to rest for a long time.

"No."

"I quarreled you?" Su Xiangwan couldn't help asking back, feeling that when he first opened his eyes, the aura on his body was a bit unfriendly.

Mu Beiting raised his eyes to look at her, his thin lips moved, and finally said: "Let's go, there will be more people in a while."

"Great."

Su Xiangwan didn't hesitate anymore, wearing a big sun-shield mirror and baseball cap, then got out of the car.

Although she is not well-known now and no one knows her, the problem is that they will know the man next to her.

But obviously, Su Xiangwan's worry is a bit redundant.

Because Mu Beiting took her directly through a special passage, except for the leaders of the Civil Affairs Bureau who went out to greet them, almost no other living creatures were encountered.

"Sao Mu...please here, the documents are ready. The two only need to sign on it and take another photo."

Looking at the two identical documents in front of him, Su Xiangwan was a little surprised: "This... so fast?"

You know, when she and Song Ziming received the certificate in the previous life, even if Song Ziming had the status of a wealthy son, they had tossed back and forth for nearly an hour.

Mu Beiting glanced at her, and without hesitation, he simply signed his name on the document neatly.

His words are strong, with a cold breath like him.

Su Xiangwan came back to his senses, looked at the signature place, and let out a sigh of relief.

It's great that she can finally get rid of Song Ziming's scumbag in this life.

In the past ten years, she exhausted her youth on him, but finally ended up in a disfigured and tragic death.

In this life, he will finally no longer be her husband in name.

Mu Beiting's gaze kept falling on her face, without urging, just silence.

But for no reason, it seemed to feel a touch of sadness from her, which inexplicably made his heart congested.

Don't you want to marry him?

Or why...