Drifting Towards You

She was silent.

A few minutes later, he sighed slowly, but his eyes became cold a little: "I thought that Mrs. Mu had some repentance, but I didn't expect that she would still be of that virtue."

Xiang Yi said nothing.

Su Xiangwan was still very angry: "She is not afraid that the crowd will betray her in the end. Don't Mu Beiting and I recognize her?"

"Ms. Lu said that the old lady also regretted a little later, but she couldn't help but not admit that she regretted it."

Su Xiangwan sneered without speaking.

When she remembered that Mu Beiting thought Meng Xiaolan was his wife, she became mad with jealousy, and even mad with anger.

Xiang Yi looked at her worriedly. The mother's postpartum mood was extremely unstable, not to mention that she was still pretending to have so many things in her heart. He was really afraid of her anger.

A few minutes later, Xiang Yi tentatively said: "Do you want to see him?"

"No, I've been here for so long, and it's not too late." Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

She wanted to see him, but there was Meng Xiaolan next to him, how could she see him like this.

What's more, he completely forgot her, why is she in a hurry?

Xiang Yi knew that she had a sense of anger, but she had only given birth to the baby after all. He didn't think it would be good if she didn't see her, at least the confinement was about to finish.

On the other side, Mu's Villa.

Mu Beiting got dressed and went downstairs. Meng Xiaolan immediately greeted him and said eagerly: "Beiting, you haven't eaten yet, I'll let the kitchen..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, but he had already walked by her side, stingy and refused to let his eyes fall on her.

Meng Xiaolan looked at his back, a little unwilling.

Why is Su Xiangwan okay, but she can't.

Seeing him, she quickly got into the car, Meng Xiaolan couldn't help but chased a few steps: "Mu Beiting, do you hate me so much?"

Mu Beiting turned a deaf ear to his question.

Without a pause, after getting in the car, he said in a deep voice: "Go to the company."

"Yes."

Seeing the car gradually disappearing from her sight, Meng Xiaolan's face was a little ugly.

On the way, Mu Beiting answered the call, it was Lu Zhixuan.

"Bei Ting..."

"Yep."

"You and that Xiaolan recently... are you okay?" Lu Zhixuan was still a little worried, for fear of what happened to him and Meng Xiaolan, she couldn't explain to Su Xiangwan when she turned around.

Mu Beiting did not say anything, but Lu Zhixuan became more worried.

"Bei Ting, Xiao Lan...you...and her..." Lu Zhixuan wanted to persuade him to stay away from Meng Xiaolan, but she didn't know how to remind her.

Mu Beiting was still silent, his eyes fell out of the window, but he saw an overhead photo on the huge LED display in Times Square, with a woman in a golden dress in the photo.

The woman, with long curly chestnut hair, lay on a sofa with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, she was beautiful like a fairy.

Lu Zhixuan was so entangled that she finally sighed and said, "Bei Ting, Xiao Lan is not your wife, it's your grandmother..."

Lu Zhixuan finally tried to tell him to understand, but Mu Beiting suddenly hung up and said in a deep voice, "Stop."

Shang Wen stepped on the brake, and the tire slid across the ground with a harsh sound.

Mu Beiting opened the door and got out of the car, staring at the huge display screen blankly.

There was a slight pain in the heart, and there was a full soreness.

The face on the screen gradually overlapped with his broken memory, and he whispered her name softly: "Su Xiangwan..."

Shangwen sat in the car and naturally saw the huge picture.

Sigh lightly.

Their boss has been planted in the hands of this woman in this life.