Drifting Towards You

But if it does.

How uncomfortable she should be.

At the thought of this, Mu Beiting's face paled a bit.

He never hated himself for being so useless for a moment!

He only hated himself for failing to protect her.

He sat alone in the study for a long time, smoking one after another. After a long time, he cheered up and read Han Che's information carefully.

Look carefully at each word.

Half an hour later, Mu Beiting called Shang Wen.

"Master."

"Go and check Han Che's biological mother. Since such a big person has existed in this world, it is impossible not to leave a trace."

"Yes."

"And his biological father, when I met his mother and when I got the marriage certificate, I can't find out these things if I don't believe it!"

"Yes." Shang Wen's heart tightened a bit.

He didn't understand why this Han Che's news was so wicked, it was almost blocked, like an egg with no seams, nowhere to start.

After hanging up, Mu Beiting called Li Mubai again and asked him to investigate Han Che.

The black power of the Li family should not be underestimated. Monk Shangwen turned on and off, and he did not believe that he could not find something.

Su Xiangwan slept in a daze, but it was rare that he never dreamed again.

When I woke up, it was very dark in the room. The curtains were lowered to block the light. I crawled down and put on slippers and went to find Mu Beiting subconsciously.

After turning around, I found that the door of the study was closed tightly.

She walked to the study door, reached out and knocked: "Mu Beiting?"

Hearing her voice, Mu Beiting pinched out the smoke and opened the window, not wanting to let her know that she had smoked so much.

But Su Xiangwan didn't hear any movement, so he reached out and pushed the door open.

There was not much smoke in the room, but the smell of smoke was still very strong, and it was a bit choking.

Su Xiangwan coughed slightly, and wrinkled his face to look at him: "Why do you smoke so much?"

Mu Beiting got up and walked in front of her, and took her hand and said warmly: "Come here, go to the living room."

He has a very dumb voice, and he doesn't know how many cigarettes he has smoked.

Su Xiangwan looked up at him. He didn't seem to have a good rest lately. There was a piece of blue and gray under his eyes, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, but it became deeper and deeper, making her unable to see through.

Su Xiangwan didn't say a word, and after following him to the living room, he gently kissed her on the cheek and said, "I'll take a shower, so I won't choke you."

"Okay." Su Xiangwan nodded, but after he left, she sat on the sofa and lost consciousness.

Is he... also sad.

Did she bring him all those troubles?

Or, would he actually mind a little?

But what is the truth?

She has no way of knowing.

Su Xiangwan sat on the sofa and lost her mind. She felt that her brain was probably broken and her memory was confused. She was about to be unable to tell which was true and which was false.

When Mu Beiting came out, she saw her sitting on the sofa in a daze.

His heart hurts, he stepped forward and hugged her on his lap: "What are you thinking about?"

Su Xiangwan slowly turned his head to look at him, and whispered, "It's nothing."

She really didn't think about anything.

"Is it good to take you out of the country tomorrow to relax?" he asked her softly.

Su Xiangwan shook his head: "I just want to rest at home."

Hearing this, Mu Beiting said nothing.

It's not that Su Xiangwan didn't want to go out to play, she just felt exhausted recently, physically exhausted, psychological exhausted, and the double torture failed to crush her, but she never made her feel better.