Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan was stunned, a little lost.

Mu Beiting's dark eyes were deep, and he looked straight at her and asked in a cold voice, "You have nothing to say to me?"

Su Xiangwan looked at him blankly: "What did you say?"

Seeing her look in his eyes, his heart was blocked with uncomfortable feelings.

Worthy of being an actor.

The acting is great.

But why use these things on him!

Why do you want to lie to him when he is obviously gone!

Mu Beiting's heart was dull and painful, and the cold from the soles of his feet spread to the limbs.

"Oh, I underestimated you."

He coldly dropped a sentence, turned and left.

Su Xiangwan froze in place, saw him go downstairs, and overtook him: "Mu Beiting, you can tell me clearly before leaving!"

The man paused, but he didn't say a word after all.

Su Xiangwan was anxious, leaning on the railing of the stairs with red eyes and said, "If you leave, don't come back!"

He didn't stop, and left straight away.

Su Xiangwan was so angry that he grabbed a vase and threw it downstairs.

There was a ‘bang’.

The vase shattered on the ground floor, and ceramic shards were scattered all over the floor.

Rong Ma and the servant heard the movement, put on their clothes and got up hurriedly, only to see Su Xiangwan wearing a white nightdress and standing with red eyes on the stairs on the second floor.

Madam Rong hurried upstairs and said warmly: "What's wrong with madam?"

Su Xiangwan was aggrieved, his eyes flushed and asked Rong's mother, "Is your young master crazy?"

Ma Rong was stunned for a moment, and realized that the young couple was afraid it was a quarrel.

"Yes, yes, young master is not very good at being a kid, so please bear with me, madam."

Su Xiangwan squashed his mouth and said aggrieved: "Then it's too late for me to get a divorce now."

Madam Rong thought about it seriously: "It should be... it's too late."

After Su Xiangwan was silent for a while: "Oh, then forget it."

Immediately, she touched her belly and said to Rong's mother: "Rong's mother, I'm hungry. I want to eat braised pork ribs, pickled fish and sweet and sour pork tenderloin."

"Okay, wait. I'll do it for you now."

"Okay. Rong Ma still loves me the most." Su Xiangwan said softly and gave Rong Ma a hug.

The next day, early morning.

Yuan Xue was called to the office by Mu Beiting early in the morning.

When she opened the door and entered, she was taken aback for a moment.

In the cold-toned office, there is a strong pungent smell of cigarettes, and the ashtray on the coffee table is full of random cigarette butts.

"Young Master Mu, you are looking for me."

She quickly sorted her emotions and looked at Mu Beiting.

His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and there were still two patches of blue and gray right now, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Give her ten days off." Mu Beiting's voice was hoarse.

"Su Xiangwan?" Yuan Xue asked subconsciously.

"But she has a very tight schedule now, if she asks for leave..."

Mu Beiting was too impatient, and interrupted in a cold voice: "Then all push back!"

"Yes."

"Go out." He stretched out his hand and lit a cigarette, and added: "It's a problem with the crew."

Yuan Xue nodded, becoming more and more incomprehensible.

That day.

Su Xiangwan was inexplicably told that work was suspended for ten days due to problems with the crew.

She was also happy and leisurely.

But when this person is free, he can't help thinking wildly.

After memorizing lines and scripts for a whole day, I didn't see Mu Beiting.

Until seven o'clock in the evening, she sighed, walked to the window, and couldn't help but call him.

I thought he wouldn't answer, but I didn't expect that after a while, the phone was connected.

It was his low and cold voice: "Hey."