Drifting Towards You

Zhao Xinning also raised his eyes to look at the man beside him, a little nervous: "Bei Ting?"

Mu Beiting ignored her, his gaze kept falling on Su Xiangwan's body, his eyes were deep, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Miss Su will work harder, and it is estimated that the provocation will succeed."

If she worked harder, he would regret not choosing her as his fiancée.

Su Xiangwan was taken aback for a moment, never expected that he would answer this way.

The people around were even more stunned, and some couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence.

However, Su Xiangwan reacted extremely quickly. A few seconds later, she smiled and said, "Miss Zhao recognized a godfather when she filmed "Reminiscence of Huaichuan", and filmed "That Summer" and two men kiss, a variety show. I fell in the arms of the host again, and I must know that Mu Shao must know it, so I don't have to spend more time talking."

"You...you! Bei Ting, don't listen to her nonsense..." Zhao Xinning would be a little anxious, and anxiously explained like Mu Beiting.

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep, his gaze faintly swept across her face without making a sound.

A coldness flashed in Su Xiangwan’s eyes, for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Yes, yes, I’m just talking nonsense! Mu Shao, don’t take it to your heart, of course, Miss Zhao’s best to wipe two more tears at this time. Shao Mu will definitely hold you in his arms distressedly and comfort him."

The voice just fell, and it happened that a string of tears overflowed from the corner of Zhao Xinning's eyes. Hearing her words, she wanted to hold back, but it was too late.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Su Xiangwan's eyes, and he turned to look at Xue Zhicheng and said in a warm voice: "Xue Shao, the director and screenwriter are about to wait. Mu Shao is dealing with housework. Let's not bother."

"Okay... OK..." Xue Zhicheng came back to his senses, glanced at Mu Beiting a little nervously, and quickly retired.

Seeing the woman leaving behind, Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes slightly.

Housework?

Inexplicably, the word came out of her mouth, which really made him feel uncomfortable.

"Bei Ting...Don't listen to her nonsense, I really..."

Mu Beiting retracted his gaze, his eyes gloomy: "You also called Bei Ting?"

Zhao Xinning's heart tightened, and a few drops of tears burst again, and he stammered and said: "Mu... Mu Shao..."

Seeing the tears on the woman's face, a touch of disgust was born in his heart. How could he see Su Xiangwan's gorgeous little face in front of him?

I have to say that that little face is really gorgeous.

Su Xiangwan and Xue Zhicheng walked into a private room with the director and screenwriter.

Actually, I came here today to meet with investors. After all, the investment in "Yonglemen" is not small, and the role of Haitang was originally designated by investors as another actress. However, under the insistence of the screenwriter, the investors also benefited from it. Considered from the perspective, so I decided to see myself.

"Director Zhang... Li screenwriter... Korean producer." Su Xiangwan greeted politely one by one. After all, she was going to eat this meal. Although she wouldn't betray herself, she didn't want to look so upright with her airs. .

"Xiang Wan is here... sit down and sit down..."

"The investor hasn't arrived yet, and it's delayed because of traffic jams on the road..."

Before the words fell, the door was suddenly pushed open by two black-clothed bodyguards. Mu Beiting, dressed in an ink-colored suit and with a cold breath, appeared in front of everyone. On his side was Zhao Xinning, who was almost vomiting blood a few minutes ago, and followed behind him. Several well-dressed men.

"Mu...Mu Shao..." someone spoke first.

Mu Beiting's gaze swept lightly, and the temperature in the entire room instantly became a bit cold.

Everyone's heart is tense, and they are inexplicably cautious and uneasy, and dare not make mistakes.