Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan bends the corners of his lips and said lightly: "So that's why I am red and you are not red."

Meng Xiaolan didn't seem to expect that she would take all of these words. After staring at her for a few seconds, she suddenly smiled: "It turns out that the reason you are popular is that you have no integrity and no bottom line to destroy other people's families. I really dare not follow this experience. "

Su Xiangwan chuckled softly: "Destroying other people's families? Wouldn't you say that I destroyed someone's family?"

"Why do you and Mu Beiting have to tell me more?"

"I think you are really holding a chicken feather as an arrow, treating yourself as a human being." Su Xiangwan was not annoyed either.

After all, Meng Xiaolan was still young and always arrogant, and even because her mother was an agent, she hardly suffered any setbacks.

Now I am a little annoyed to confront Su Xiangwan with a few words.

"I have never seen a woman with such a rough skin, even if you **** Mu Beiting away from me, you won't be able to do anything!"

Su Xiangwan's lips curled up: "If you mean stepping on my superiors, I just want to advise you. I have a soft bone but a hard temper. You want to step on me to climb up, but it's not. It's such an easy thing, beware of hitting yourself in the foot in the end by picking up a rock."

Meng Xiaolan sneered: "You have reached the point where you are now. Are you still capable? I'm afraid you don't know how loud your cursing is? You are now a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats, Mu Shao can protect you for a while. It’s impossible to protect you for the first time! What's more, the Mu family will never allow him to do this all the time. I advise you not to be proud of it too soon."

The film festival has already started, and the host has been on stage.

Su Xiangwan didn't want to waste any more words with Meng Xiaolan, and then just said indifferently: "Then just walk and watch."

Seeing her not speaking, Meng Xiaolan's eyes flashed with coldness, and she slowly said, "Su Xiangwan, is it worth it? Even if you are favored by Mu Beiting, your image in the eyes of the audience has plummeted now, I'm afraid it will be in the future. It’s not easy for him!"

Su Xiangwan just chuckled and ignored her.

Meng Xiaolan was even more annoyed when she saw this, she felt that she had hit the cotton with a punch, gritted her teeth in hatred.

Su Xiangwan, wait and see!

I, Meng Xiaolan, will definitely not be worse than you!

I will definitely let Mu Beiting understand that even if you don't choose me, you will definitely not be his good match!

The ceremony was in full swing, Su Xiangwan watched with concentration, but Mu Beiting, who was sitting in the first row, did not put his mind on this film festival.

The handsome man sits in the first row with an elegant posture and is particularly eye-catching. Unfortunately, he hasn't given the slightest face. The camera scans him back and forth, but he doesn't even raise his head, let alone which woman he is paying attention to. Whether the star looks good or not, which movie has not won an award.

Mu Beiting has been playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and the harasser Su Xiangwan has been constantly.

At the same time, an unprecedented text message was sent to Shangwen.

As for the content, there is only one question mark.

Fortunately, Shang Wen has been by his side for many years, and has long understood what he means, and immediately replied: [Master, rest assured, everything is ready. 】

At the same time, Su Xiangwan has received his Nth WeChat.

[Don't talk to Han Che. 】

[Do not look at other men. 】

[The back of your husband's head is also more handsome than others. 】

[Every night they are not as beautiful as you. 】

[I want to sit next to you. 】

[I want to touch your little hand. 】

[Late, I want to get married. 】

Su Xiangwan really couldn't bear it, she just wanted to watch an awards ceremony quietly, she was easy for her.

Su Xiangwan bowed his head and replied a message to Mu Beiting: [Be good, watch the ceremony well, and touch your little hand to marry you at night. 】

Mu Beiting curled his lips and finally stopped.

From the pocket of his trousers, he took out an exquisite black box, palm-sized, he played with it in his palm for a while, and then put it back in his trousers pocket, not knowing what he was thinking.