Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan gently exited the page again.

Then I clicked on WeChat and sent a message asking him: [Are you asleep? 】

Su Xiangwan waited for a while, and before responding, put down the phone and sighed softly.

He must have fallen asleep.

On the other end, Mu Beiting only lay down shortly before he heard the phone vibrate slightly. After a glance, he put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, and dialed the phone back in the study.

He couldn't sleep well at all when she was not there.

Although it's not as serious as before, but she has long been accustomed to her presence.

Su Xiangwan was still in a daze, but when he saw that he had already called, he was slightly surprised and answered the phone.

"You haven't slept yet?"

Mu Beiting replied, "Well, how about you."

Su Xiangwan remembered that dream, paused, and whispered softly: "On the mountain, it's a little bit clammy here, so I woke up after not sleeping well."

"Late late."

"Yep?"

"Take care of yourself, I will feel distressed." Mu Beiting said softly.

Su Xiangwan's eye circles turned red a little: "I know, so are you, don't always be so late."

There was heavy snow outside the window of Su Xiangwan, thousands of miles of ice, and a thick layer of frost on the windows.

The room was shining with a warm orange halo. She shrank on the bed and was talking on the phone with him, feeling a lot warmer inexplicably.

Mu Beiting is already in the autumn, and there is a deep-hearted coolness in the late autumn night. The fireplace in the house is very warm, and the night is silent. He puts on his coat and stands alone in front of the window, overlooking the dimly lit city. , Accompany her to speak softly and whisper to each other.

The two chatted for a long time, Su Xiangwan was initially upset, but the corners of his eyebrows were stained with a smile by him, and his eyebrows were gentle.

He is not a talkative person, but she especially likes to listen to him.

There was heavy snow outside the window, and the two were thousands of miles apart, but Su Xiangwan felt cold in his heart because he was getting warmer.

Until the sky was slightly bright, he worried that her bad rest would affect the next day's shooting, so he urged her to go to sleep.

Su Xiangwan is not in a hurry, because there is so much snow on the mountain, it is unknown whether he can shoot as usual tomorrow.

After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, she gradually fell asleep.

On the other side, after Mu Beiting hung up the phone, he lit a cigarette and dialed another number.

"Master."

"How is she doing?"

"Madam Young, everything is normal."

"understood."

Mu Beiting hung up the phone. After the accident last time, he sent Qingyuan to lead someone to cover her secretly.

But he didn't dare to get too close, because she was afraid that she would refuse when she knew it, and she was also afraid of getting rid of the grass.

Having said that, Han Che's investigation result was sent by Shangwen yesterday.

Unexpectedly, his background was clean and terrifying. Shang Wen had checked it for more than half a month, but only got a no-question answer.

For this, Mu Beiting naturally did not believe it.

But Shangwen has been with him for many years, so naturally he is unique. If he hadn't found anything, he wouldn't be perfunctory with such an answer.

But the more so, it just proved that Han Che was afraid that it was not as simple as he thought.

It's just... he's plotting something.

Mu Beiting turned around and dropped his gaze on the desk, picked up the document that Shang Wen sent yesterday, and re-examined it.

Strictly speaking, Han Che was an orphan.

The biological father is unknown. The biological mother committed suicide more than ten years ago due to mental problems.

Originally such a helpless person couldn't make much waves, but now Han Che has a stable position and has no shortage of funds in his hands. As long as he has a little brain, it is enough for him to make plans.