Drifting Towards You

There was a pile of documents piled up in front of Mu Beiting. It was obvious that he had dealt with them and had problems.

After throwing out the document in his hand, his eyes fell on the next document.

The whole meeting room was silent.

Zhou Chengxuan was among the closest to him.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Zhou Chengxuan could see the little Beibi hanging on Mu Beiting's body, and he looked carefully.

Like... Really like...

This Su Xiangwan is really not a mortal. He has grown up so fast and unloaded so fast.

In the past two years, it has been so productive and has become popular all the way.

Simply sit firmly in Mrs. Mu's position.

Although I don't know if the Mu family will agree to her entering the door in the end, she has reached the pinnacle of her life in this life.

As if perceiving Zhou Chengxuan's gaze, every year Xiao Beibi's eyes fell on his chubby face.

Zhou Chengxuan was afraid of being discovered by Mu Beiting, and was about to withdraw his gaze, but suddenly grinned at him every year, and laughed, his black and bright eyes were curved, black and bright, and they were indescribably beautiful.

Whoops... this little baby is so cute...

This is smiling at him, this is liking him.

Zhou Chengxuan's failure was quite happy, and he immediately laughed at Nian Nian, his eyes curled and narrowed, but there was only a gap left.

But at this moment, he suddenly faced a pair of deep and sharp black eyes.

The smile froze on his face, Zhou Chengxuan looked at the face that was almost exactly the same as Nian Nian, he was even colder and deeper, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

His old face was crumpled, and he looked at Mu Beiting with a dry smile, sweating profusely.

"Very funny?" Mu Beiting's black eyes were gloomy, sharp as a knife.

"No...no...not funny." Zhou Chengxuan shook his head quickly and put away his smiling face.

"Like every year?" Mu Beiting asked coldly.

Zhou Chengxuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly and said, "I like...like...Of course I like it."

That is the little ancestor of the Mu Family Group, who dares not like it?

Of course I like it!

Mu Beiting sneered: "Since you like it, you will be responsible for the milk powder money year after year."

"No problem...absolutely no problem!" Zhou Cheng swore a pledge.

It's not the milk powder money, no matter how much the little ancestor can drink, he can't drink it.

But in the next moment, Zhou Chengxuan heard a gloomy voice: "If Dingsheng's profit this year does not reach 100 billion, I will make you never laugh again."

"What...what?"

Zhou Chengxuan's buttocks seemed to have needles, and he almost jumped up all at once.

One...100 billion?

Kill him!

Ugh... How expensive is the milk powder for the little bastard?

Is he going to bankrupt the milk powder factory?

Zhou Chengxuan kept his heart broken and muttered, but when he met the two eyes, one big and one small, he burst into tears and didn't dare to say a word.

Every year he raised his hand to eat his pink fist, but Zhou Chengxuan wanted to cry without tears.

Su Xiangwan showed a small smile.

Year after year, he seemed to be aware of it, and moved his small head laboriously, and his **** eyes looked like Su Xiangwan.

At the moment she saw her, she opened her mouth and smiled sweetly.

Su Xiangwan only felt that his heart was about to melt.

"Goddess late night?" A big hand patted Su Xiangwan's shoulder.

Su Xiangwan didn't take precautions, shuddering in fright, with unsteady strength, and directly pushed the door open.

She stood stiffly in front of the door, and the whole meeting room was silent.

Everyone's eyes fell on her one after another, just thinking about this woman who looked a little familiar, afraid that she was going to die.