Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting tried his best to restrain her urge to call back the past, not wanting her to feel annoying.

But after waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

"President? President?" the subordinates said cautiously.

Mu Beiting retracted his thoughts and said coldly: "Mu's enterprise does not raise waste. In a week, you will fool me with this kind of thing! The location of the resort..."

Before Mu Beiting had finished speaking, the phone suddenly rang.

Everyone's eyes fell on the mobile phone in front of Mu Beiting, but in their hearts, they wondered who was looking for death like this. At this time, when they called, they were almost hitting the muzzle.

Mu Beiting saw the moment of the call, his eyes softened.

Su Xiangwan would be sitting in the nanny's car and was about to go home.

"Are you busy?"

"It's not busy." Mu Beiting said softly, shocking the jaws of the crowd in the meeting room.

They didn't even take a lunch break, and didn't eat lunch, so they said they were not busy?

"I want to eat your stewed fish soup tonight." Su Xiangwan leaned back in the chair, gently curling the tips of his hair with his fingers.

Recently, my mouth has been getting more and more mouthful. I don't know what's going on. I suddenly remembered the time he found the house she rented and made a table of food.

The taste is surprisingly good and eye-catching.

"Okay, I'll make it for you in the afternoon, what else do I want to eat." Mu Beiting said warmly, his eyes soft.

The people in the conference room looked at each other and couldn't recover for a long while.

Is the soft-spoken man in front of him really the president who is coldly frightening to death?

I don't know who the person on the other side is.

"Okay, then you come back early, I'll wait for you at home." Su Xiangwan just hung up the phone.

The car was constantly moving, she held her chin and looked out the window.

"The Last Dream of the Qing Palace" is about to start filming, but the filming location is not in Haicheng.

Although Haicheng is the most prosperous city in the empire, after all, it is impossible for all the repertoire to be here.

According to the calculation, the shooting will take at least three months.

It seems that she and Mu Beiting haven't been separated for so long.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Su Xiangwan looked at Xiang Yi who was driving, "Xiang Yi, can you help me investigate someone."

Xiang Yi said very little, if it weren't for his murderous intent, he would often make people forget his existence.

"You said." Xiang Yi glanced at Su Xiangwan in the rearview mirror, his expression unchanged.

"The prosperous trainee's name is Li Qingqing. Find out what is the relationship between her and Song Ziming."

"Great."

After Xiang Yi responded, Su Xiangwan looked down and thought.

Li Qingqing and Song Ziming had known each other very early in the previous life, but she had no impression of when they arrived.

But just now I watched Li Qingqing's dressing, but her background didn't look very good.

If you can really build a relationship with someone like Song Ziming, why should you be a trainee in Dingsheng?

It stands to reason that there should be a lot of resources.

So she wanted to see what the relationship was between Li Qingqing and Song Ziming.

After returning home, Su Xiangwan changed clothes and went to Mu Beiting's gym.

No way, pregnant women will be a little bit after more than three months.

It's actually a bit difficult to hide it for five or six months.

But look at the Victoria's Secret supermodels, one by one they are pregnant for seven or eight months, and the belly is not big enough. Except for the pregnant belly, there is no sign of pregnancy in the rest of the body.

In order not to be found out that he is pregnant, Su Xiangwan plans to keep exercising, keep his figure, and make his belly less obvious.