Drifting Towards You

According to this woman's scheming, she might think that Su Zhiguo's wealth will probably be left to herself and her brother. She can't get much at all, so she should plan it now.

Standing in place, thinking in a trance, time flies quickly.

After Su Xiangwan recovered, he turned around, but bumped into a powerful chest.

There is a faint perfume smell on men, not unpleasant.

As soon as she raised her head, she twisted her eyebrows at Shang Han Che's smirking eyes.

He wore a plaid suit, fashion style, and leather shoes with small feet, but he was low-key and handsome.

Han Che smiled and said, "It's really sad to see me with this expression after not seeing me for so long."

Su Xiangwan smiled faintly: "Are you really getting more and more unrestrained, and completely letting yourself go?"

Han Che would appear here, and Su Xiangwan was only stunned for a moment, but it was not surprising.

After all, Han Che became famous very early, and he has memories of his previous life used to open the door. This way can be said to be a smooth wind, which is especially jealous.

Therefore, according to his status and status, it is not surprising to be invited to attend.

"Last time I called you, Mu Beiting picked it up." Han Che stared at the woman in front of her. She wore a fruit-green long dress, beautiful and unparalleled. It was a beauty that had never been seen before, and it was thrilling.

Su Xiangwan thought for a while before remembering such a thing.

Not only that, the ‘Ache’ he remarked at the time almost killed himself.

But this also reminded Su Xiangwan of what he said at the time, and couldn't help but say: "You said at the time that fate is destined, what does it mean to depend on good and bad?"

Su Xiangwan always wanted to ask him about this, but Mu Beiting's vinegar jar later deleted Han Che's number and WeChat.

She has never been able to ask, so she can only keep it in her heart.

When asked about this, Han Che said lightly: "I thought you didn't care."

Su Xiangwan wrinkled his brows: "Sell less, what do you want to say?"

Han Che stared at her, reached out his hand to remove a tassel hanging from her shoulder, and said lightly: "Late night, we won't be so lucky forever."

Su Xiangwan was silent, thinking about the meaning of Han Che's words.

Han Che bowed slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Don't you think we went all the way too smoothly?"

The man suddenly approached, bringing a faint breath on his body, causing Su Xiangwan to wrinkle his brows.

But Han Che didn't touch her, and she didn't move either.

"Heaven and earth pay attention to yin and yang, and the electrodes also have positive and negative. One goes down and the other grows. This is the law." Han Che spoke slowly, his voice low.

Su Xiangwan pursed his lips and said nothing, what exactly did Han Che want to say?

What does this mean?

Han Che stepped back and looked at her with a smile.

"Do you know why we are here again?" Su Xiangwan looked at him directly with sharp black eyes.

Han Che just smiled, his eyes still resembling foxes, but he couldn't see his thoughts clearly.

Han Che didn't say much, and left from Su Xiangwan's side.

Su Xiangwan didn't like this feeling very much, and grabbed him with one hand: "Han Che, what exactly do you know?"

Han Che didn't make a sound, his eyes fell behind Su Xiangwan, and he curled his lips and said: "If you divorce Mu Beiting, I can consider telling you."

When the words fell, Han Che ignored Su Xiangwan's astonishment and turned and left.

As soon as he left, Su Xiangwan turned around and saw Mu Beiting standing not far behind him holding Nian Nian. He didn't know how long he stood and how much he heard.

Facing his deep black eyes, Su Xiangwan's heart sank and it was over.