Drifting Towards You

After Mu Beiting left, she breathed a sigh of relief.

I cleaned up the house, took a shower, and then lay down in bed to make a review.

With his small head resting on his arm, a striped notebook is on his hand, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand, pressing it again and again.

The notebook was wide open, and two big words were written on the top: ‘review’.

Bastard!

Why on earth would she listen to him.

If he wants her to write, she just writes, then she is very shameless.

Although she was indignant, she drooped her head down when she thought of his sullen and stern face.

Well, she still writes.

It's a little scary who makes him straighten up.

"Dear Mr. Mu Beiting..."

Standing up and writing a few words, Su Xiangwan lay down on his arm again, biting his pen.

Still respect?

The shameless Mr. Mu Beiting was almost the same.

Although her grades have not been very good since she was young, she has also written many reviews.

But it's been more than ten years for the two lives together, and I really forgot how to write it.

Suddenly, she took out her mobile phone and started Baidu.

All things have to save the mother, how did she forget.

Um...this doesn't work...this is because the student didn't write homework, which doesn't match her situation.

Um...this one doesn't work either...this one is due to work flaws.

Looking at it, Su Xiangwan simply threw down his pen and swiped the web page with his mobile phone.

But after brushing it for a while, it gradually turned crooked, and I will look at the gossip of this star for a while, and the entertainment festival for a while.

I don’t know how long it took. The upper and lower eyelids were fighting fiercely. As soon as the phone was put off and the quilt was pulled off, she tilted her head and fell asleep. There was a notebook beside her with the page wide open, and there was still only a beautiful line on it Small print: "Dear Mr. Mu Beiting..."

At this moment, inside Mu's Manor.

After Mu Beiting went back, he took a shower. When he came out, the butler handed him a document and said, "Master, there is a document that needs your signature. Shangwen asks me to forward it to you."

"Where is Shen Zhou."

"The second young master seems to have some stomach upset, and is resting in the room."

Mu Beiting snorted and ate three bowls of noodles. It was strange to feel comfortable.

"Call him a doctor. Let Shangwen book him a ticket to South Africa tomorrow morning. The project over there needs someone to keep an eye on."

"Yes."

"Pack his luggage for him and send it directly to the airport tomorrow morning."

"Yes, master."

After the order, Mu Beiting was relieved a bit, only to feel that his ears would be free for ten and a half days.

After receiving the documents, Mu Beiting went directly to the study.

After sitting down, he picked up the phone and glanced at it, at half past ten.

There is no news yet, and it seems that the review is not finished yet.

Putting the phone aside, he lowered his head to deal with a few documents, but he always looked up inadvertently to the black phone aside.

But, from the beginning to the end, the phone didn't move at all, and the screen didn't even turn on.

Nearly half past eleven, Mu Beiting dropped the file in his hand and couldn't help taking out his phone and glanced at it again.

After flipping through the newsletter for a while, my fingertips fell on the number marked as ‘Little Fairy’.

Click to open, look at the information, there is nothing.

Back to the call log, there was still nothing.

Mu Beiting dropped the phone and lit a cigarette.

The night outside the window was thick, and there was a faint smoke around him. In the mist, his eyes were blurred and deep, enough to sink every woman.

He took a hard sip of the cigarette between his fingers, couldn't help but guess how she looked when she graffitied him in the magazine, his eyes softened a bit.