Drifting Towards You

A secret fight was settled in his few words. Seeing Mu Beiting's cheeks of Zhao Xinning staggered, Su Xiangwan didn't react.

He...what is he thinking? Is this helping yourself?

The next second, a pain in her wrist, a huge pulling force pulled her up.

Before Su Xiangwan recovered, he was dragged out of the room by Mu Beiting's wrist.

"Mu Beiting...? Why are you crazy..."

She spoke subconsciously, because she hadn't expected it at all.

The people at the table were also a little dumbfounded, and they became more confused about the relationship.

"Take it easy, I won't be able to go with you."

It's... something like being strong... I almost pinched her wrist.

It wasn't until Mu Beiting dragged her to the end of the corridor that Zhao Xinning reacted and quickly picked up the bag and chased him out: "Bei Ting... Bei Ting..."

Mu Beiting dragged Su Xiangwan all the way out of the hotel door. A domineering black Lincoln steadily stopped at the front door of the hotel. The doorman wore white gloves and quickly opened the door.

Before Su Xiangwan could speak, people were already stuffed in.

Su Xiangwan sat in the car with enthusiasm, and looked at him accusingly: "You are kidnapping!"

"Bei Ting... Bei Ting..."

At this time, Zhao Xinning was panting and chased up, grabbed Mu Beiting's arm, and looked at Su Xiangwan sitting in the car with scarlet eyes.

Looking at the hand on the suit, Mu Beiting's eyes became colder: "Let go."

Zhao Xinning's heart tightened: "Bei... Mu Shao... I am your fiancee, why did you take her away?"

Mu Beiting sneered, and a wicked ghost flashed across his eyes: "So, you are teaching me how to do things?"

Zhao Xinning's heart tightened, and her face paled a bit: "I don't...I just..."

He has a low voice and a warning: "If you want to be Mrs. Mu, you must have this kind of consciousness. Find your position, otherwise, I don't mind changing to a fiancee!"

Facing his dark eyes, Zhao Xinning let go of his hand subconsciously, staggered back two steps, and looked at him blankly.

Mu Beiting looked gloomy, took a handkerchief, carefully wiped the big jade hands, and threw the handkerchief on the ground impatiently and got into the car.

With a ‘bang’, the car door closed tightly.

The black Lincoln is like a Hummer galloping away in the night,

Only then did Zhao Xinning come back to her senses, unwilling to catch up with a few steps: "Mu Shao... Mu Shao..."

The window of the driving car was rolled down, and a finely crafted black suit was directly thrown out of the car, which seemed to still have the smell of her.

Zhao Xinning fell to the ground, eyes full of hideousness.

why!

Why on earth!

Obviously she is his fiancée, obviously she is the one he chose!

Inside the car, the air pressure is somewhat low.

With his dim sight, Su Xiangwan quietly looked at the profile of the man next to him.

Leng Yi's face, deep black eyes, and thin lips, are simply the best in the world, but the aura is too cold, like the king of cold and cold sentient beings.

She didn't take the initiative to speak.

why?

Of course it's because of...

She seemed to be a little bolder when someone else was around, but the aura on him at this moment was inexplicably shocking, and she didn't dare to make any mistakes.

"Have you seen enough?" In the darkness, his long eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his sharp black eyes.

Su Xiangwan coughed lightly, pretending to be calm, "I don't know if Young Master Mu took me to the car, where are you going?"

Mu Beiting turned his head and looked at her eyebrows carefully. They were charming and not vulgar, as beautiful as Chunxiao.

What a fairy!