Drifting Towards You

She felt sick when she said it.

A cold light flashed through Mu Beiting's eyes, and his big hand just gently touched the white porcelain coffee cup in his hand without making a sound.

But Li Qingqing heard this, but it seemed like a firecracker was lit, and the tone went up a bit: "You really still like her! What do you like her! Why do you like her and Mu Beiting likes her too? What is so good about you all like her!"

Li Qingqing will be a little hysterical, and occasionally people around will look back.

Song Ziming's eyes were faint, but he just said, "You have one minute to sign."

These words seemed to irritate Li Qingqing. She raised her hand to tear the divorce agreement to pieces, and with a force, white fragments around Yang's deck fell like snowflakes.

"Song Ziming, let me tell you, I won't get a divorce! I won't divorce you!" Li Qingqing stood up, apparently depressed for a long time, her eyes were red at the moment, aggrieved and angry in her eyes.

Song Ziming just watched it quietly for a while, and then said tepidly: "If that's the case, then see you in court. But when the time comes, you don't even want to get a penny."

When the words were over, Song Ziming threw down a few banknotes and turned around and left after closing the account.

In fact, the things given to her in the divorce agreement were really too little. For the Song family, a property of 10 million yuan was really not even a strand of hair.

But at the bottom of his heart he hated this woman.

If it wasn't for the appearance of the family, he was worried that someone would make a fuss about it, he would not give her a penny.

Since she doesn't know how to promote her now, there is no need for it.

Song Ziming's expression remained unchanged, and he walked out.

But after not taking a few steps, after seeing Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting, he paused slightly.

Although the seat that Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting picked was a corner, it was not the innermost one. So Song Ziming would have to pass by the two of them to leave, so they met each other.

Song Ziming glanced at Mu Beiting first, then his gaze fell on Su Xiangwan's face.

She is more coquettish than when she first met, like a flower in bud, which is carefully watered by people, and it is more and more beautiful in full bloom, so dazzling that people can't look away.

Meeting his gaze, Su Xiangwan smiled slightly, and said, "What a coincidence, Mr. Song."

"It's a coincidence." Song Ziming responded warmly.

Seeing the two men staring at each other, Mu Beiting's expression darkened a bit, and he moved slightly, blocking Su Xiangwan behind him, separating the two of them from sight.

At this moment, Li Qingqing caught up.

The moment he saw Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting, his eyes suffocated and his face turned pale.

When were these two people here?

Did they hear what she and Song Ziming said just now?

Seeing Su Xiangwan with a full smile on his face, Li Qingqing's face was blue and red, and he felt particularly humiliated.

Why was they hit by them when I was so downhearted?

Do you think the humiliation she suffered was not enough?

Li Qingqing sneered, her eyes sullen: "Miss Su is really in good spirits, hiding here to watch other people's jokes."

Su Xiangwan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips raised a smile: "You are wrong about this. After all, if you want to see your jokes, there are overwhelmingly everywhere, why do you hide in this?"

Li Qingqing's moment was even more ugly, and the chest wrapped in the plaid skirt was undulating.

But she wasn't as sharp as Su Xiangwan's teeth, and after encountering her so many times, she didn't ever try to please her.