Drifting Towards You

After Mu Beiting finished the meeting, he clicked on Yuan Xue's video.

But before long, his face became a little ugly.

The moment she raised her eyes to look at Han Che.

He clearly saw the man's eyes, it was unconcealed desire and surprise.

Being the same man, he knew what that look meant.

The phone was gently rotated in the big hand for a while, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he clicked on Su Xiangwan's WeChat.

[Am I going to talk to you: I saw the video. 】

[Feeling cute and cute: Chu Zhu Chuan? 】

[Am I going to talk to you: Hmm. 】

[I feel cute: Does it look good? 】

[Am I going to be with you?: You look good. 】

Su Xiangwan was eating at the lunch break, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he tapped the phone, but did not reply.

Xiao Ai sat with her, she had brought it for herself the previous lunch.

"Sister Wanwan, you look good when you smile?"

Su Xiangwan smiled at her slightly, and before making a sound, the phone rang again.

Mu Beiting waited for a while. After a long time, she couldn't help but call over after waiting for her to reply.

Su Xiangwan took out his headphones and switched them on.

"Hey." She whispered.

"Yep."

Mu Beiting responded with a low voice.

Listening to the familiar voice, Su Xiangwan's mood improved for a few minutes, and the exhaustion of the whole morning seemed to disappear.

She spoke again: "Why don't you speak?"

He remained silent.

Su Xiangwan waited for a while, and couldn't help saying again: "Have you eaten yet."

"Yep."

"What time is your plane?"

"Seven o'clock."

After one question and one answer, no one spoke again.

Su Xiangwan plugged in the headphones and ate a few more bites until he was sure he didn't mean to speak any more, and said softly, "Then I'll hang up."

Until he thought he would not speak again, a low voice suddenly came from the microphone: "Late night."

"Yep?"

"Other men treat you with bad intentions."

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a while, and didn't react for a while, not knowing how he came out of this sentence.

There was a few seconds of silence on both sides of the microphone.

Su Xiangwan responded softly: "Well, what about you?"

Mu Beiting was silent for a few seconds, his voice dull, and somewhat dissatisfied: "I am different from them."

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips, and a smile was dyed on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Well, I see."

"I'll pick you up at the end."

"Great."

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiangwan raised his eyes and met Xiao Ai's bright eyes.

"Sister Wanwan, boyfriend?"

Su Xiangwan was startled, then shook his head: "No."

While eating, Xiao Ai continued to speak: "Sister Wanwan, you laughed so happily just now. Beautiful, I can't even wink my eyes. I really don't know what kind of man you will find in the future. He must be happy to die. Up."

Su Xiangwan didn't say anything, but couldn't help but think of his handsome face.

I don't know if he was standing in front of the window of the company and calling himself, he must have thin lips, and felt a little bit disappointed.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, the first scene was finally over.

Yu Liuzhu had met the Queen Mother and returned to Fengxiang Hall. Dongfang Ming was depressed, and left the palace to meet Yu Liuzhu.

The next few scenes did not have his own part, so as soon as Mu Beiting arrived, Su Xiangwan left early.

Su Yufei stood by and looked at her back, and said coldly: "It's such a big air, so many people haven't left yet, she's gone first!"

Xu Mingli glanced at her direction and whispered comfortingly: "It's impossible for a temperament like her to go for a long time. From now on, Yufei will belong to you."

"Hmph, that's natural. One day I will let her know how good I am."