Drifting Towards You

Leaning on the recliner and putting on the sun-shading mirror, Su Xiangwan wondered if the fortunes have been bad recently.

If you don't find a temple to burn the incense, how can you jump into a sinkhole with the front foot, and the tail is pulled by the fox on the back foot.

Han Che walked up to her and put a bottle of water beside her.

Su Xiangwan was actually not asleep, so he could see clearly.

You can pretend to be motionless by covering it with sunglasses.

...

It was getting darker, and Su Xiangwan did not end the day's shooting until 7 o'clock in the evening.

But look at the scene behind Han Che and Dou Weiwei. The two have to fight at night, which is a cool word in her heart.

The night breeze is slightly cool.

Only after leaving the gate of the studio, I saw a familiar black Rolls Royce parked at yesterday's position.

With a sigh of relief, Su Xiang drives at night.

Mu Beiting didn't raise his head, and held a video conference to the computer.

Su Xiangwan was also a little tired, and leaned on the side obediently, without making a sound.

Ten minutes later, Mu Beiting turned his head slightly, and saw that she was cleverly like a cat, shrank in the corner.

The light cast into the car window, casting a faint shadow on her face.

"President...President...?"

An inquiring sound came from the computer, and Mu Beiting frowned and cut off the video directly.

Close the computer gently, and put a thin blanket on her, her eyes warm.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiangwan woke up in a daze.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the car had been parked in the front yard of Mu's villa.

Turning his head to look at the man beside him, he asked softly: "What time is it?"

"eight thirty."

"Well……"

Su Xiangwan rubbed his eyes and gradually became sober.

Because she had eaten in the crew, she didn't eat it again when she came back.

After all, keeping in shape is also very important for an actress.

An hour later, Su Xiangwan took a shower and knocked on the door of Mu Beiting's study.

Mu Beiting raised his eyes, and her small figure broke into his sight.

Rarely, she changed into a split-type dark blue home suit. The trouser legs were as long as the instep, covering almost every inch of skin.

However, the neckline is still a bit big, although it is not exposed at all, the jade neck is more and more slender, and the collarbone is delicate and beautiful.

Su Xiangwan rubbed the ground and walked in front of him and put a divorce agreement in front of her.

This is what she dragged Xiaoxiao to help at noon today and passed it to her for printing.

Seeing the line above, Mu Beiting's face suddenly became gloomy, his thin lips pressed lightly, and he said nothing.

Su Xiangwan pondered for a while, and said slowly: "I thought about it seriously, and I think we should divorce and calm down..."

"No." He refused coldly.

"why."

He stared at her with black eyes, with Mo Senhan.

A few seconds later, his thin lips lightly opened, and he said quietly, "Because Mu Beiting will not get divorced, only widowed."

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, only to feel the cold from the soles of his feet, which went straight to the bone marrow.

Su Xiangwan swallowed his saliva, and after thinking about it, it seemed that life was more important.

She was about to leave obediently, but she changed her mind again, and she thought about the two days before her death in her previous life, he clearly went through the divorce procedures with Zhao Xinning.

"But...but you..."

Su Xiangwan wanted to refute, but couldn't find a reason. After all, she couldn't use it as evidence in her previous life.

But Mu Beiting thought she was still willing to give up, and his expression became colder again. His eyes are like bright and dark lights.

In the next moment, he squeezed her wrist and pulled her in front of him.

His eyes were like bright and dark lights, staring at her hoarsely: "Let me hear the word divorce again, and I will do you directly!"