Drifting Towards You

"Yeah, don't use some shameful means to get Mrs. Mu's position. But Mu Shao doesn't like it. What you do is useless."

"Yeah, what's the matter with Xinning? How come Mu Shao doesn't accompany you on the red carpet, but instead accompanies Su Xiangwan."

"I haven't seen Young Master Mu be so gentle to any woman. Do you know what's going on."

Listening to these cynicism, Zhao Xinning's lungs were about to explode.

Why is there such a **** everywhere!

It was not that she had never thought that Su Xiang would come to the party, but she had only filmed two scenes when she thought about it.

Since Yuan Xue became her agent, she hasn't made a single commercial.

With her little income, where did she get the money to attend the charity dinner?

Is it possible that I really plan to donate only tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands?

After a long while, she adjusted her posture and said lightly: "Of course I will not aim at this kind of thing, but when the wedding day comes, I will naturally prove everything."

Several people looked at each other, and didn't dare to go too far.

On the other side, Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting stopped and went all the way on the red carpet.

Su Xiangwan smiled and waved at the camera from time to time: "Okay, student Mu Beiting, why don't you say hello to me when you are about to get married."

Mu Beiting twisted his eyebrows: "I just know that, tomorrow I will see my grandma and ask about the situation."

He knew in his heart that his parents liked being late and it was impossible to do this kind of thing.

Only the old lady and the old man remained in the house.

Su Xiangwan snorted softly: "Tsk, how about it, don't I need to get the divorce certificate with you first, or it will delay you marrying Bai Fumei and embarking on the pinnacle of life. I should be overwhelmed."

Mu Beiting glanced at her deeply and warned, "Don't even think about it."

Su Xiangwan snorted and stopped talking.

Mu Beiting's eyes flashed in favor, and he handed her the thick pink envelope in his hand.

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment: "What?"

He curled his lips: "Love letter."

Su Xiangwan was taken aback for a moment, and then eagerly said: "With so many people, you are crazy."

He raised his eyebrows: "I have to save the marriage in time."

While they were talking, the two had reached the end of the red carpet, and they should pick up a pen to sign and keep a photo.

Su Xiangwan's cheeks were slightly red, and he hurriedly took the envelope, held it with the handbag, and concealed it a bit with the handbag.

After the signing, the two came to the banquet hall.

After all, the media had to be taken into consideration, so after the two entered the banquet hall, they separated some distance and never walked together.

After exchanging greetings with a few people he knew, Su Xiangwan simply ate something and looked up at the man surrounded by others from time to time.

Withdrawing his gaze, he couldn't help but fall on the thick envelope in his hand.

It is light pink, with a red heart-shaped sticker on the seal.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Such a girlish heart is really a small public act.

Su Xiangwan knew that she shouldn't take it apart on this occasion, but the dinner was too boring, and she really couldn't restrain her curiosity.

I couldn't help but want to see what he would write in a 100,000-word love letter, so he opened the envelope.

The thick stack of paper was folded in half several times, holding it in her hand, there was a lot of expectation in her eyes.

Mu Beiting's love letter, what would he write to her.

Su Xiangwan's heart was beating fast, and he walked to a relatively remote place. Seeing that no one was paying attention to it, he gently opened the half-folded love letter.