Drifting Towards You

Han Jiaqing's lungs were almost exploding this time, not only failed to see Su Xiangwan's miscarriage and desperately wishing to have a life.

Instead, I have to be thrown out like rubbish.

No, no, it can't be like this.

Han Jiaqing calmed down a bit, raised her eyes to look at Mu Chenzhou, who was frowning slightly, and choked up: "Brother Shenzhou, Brother Shenzhou, help me. I really didn't do things, why are you in someone else's room? I’m to blame for what I found. It’s not like bullying, right?"

Hearing this, Mu Chenzhou couldn't help but said, "Brother, isn't the evidence really found in Jiaqing's room?"

Mu Beiting raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't interfere with things you shouldn't care about."

Mu Chenzhou wanted to say something but stopped, and looked down at Su Xiangwan's clear gaze.

Jiaqing went to school with them since she was a child. At first she stayed with the old lady for a few years. She especially liked to pester her brother, but then she was sent here, and they spent most of the time playing together.

Later, my brother finished all his studies early and began to take over the family business. Back here, the time they usually met gradually increased.

Compared to his elder brother, he and Han Jiaqing actually spend more time playing together, and finally have a bit of affection.

Han Jiaqing seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and then choked up again and said: "Brother Shen Zhou, we grew up together, don't you know me? Although I am a little arrogant and self-willed, when did I hurt others? !"

Mu Chenzhou was loosened by what she said.

Although the feelings have faded a lot after growing up, Han Jiaqing especially likes to pester his brother.

But if it were she who murdered his unborn nephew, he was always a little unbelievable.

But then again, on the other side is her late goddess.

It's really tangled.

After a moment of silence, Mu Chenzhou still couldn't help but look at Su Xiangwan and said, "Late night, will there be any misunderstanding about this time? Jia Qing...she should not be bad..."

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes slightly and made no sound, but showed his attitude.

Mu Beiting said impatiently: "Drag away, I don't want to repeat it again."

"Yes."

The bodyguard returned to his senses, and immediately ignoring Han Jiaqing's struggle, dragged the person out of the room.

As for the maid whose evidence was found, Mu Beiting did not show mercy and also fired her.

Then, Uncle Xiang led people to search inside and outside the room several times to make sure that there were no problems before everyone dispersed.

Mu Chenzhou left the villa depressed, but he was still thinking about Han Jiaqing, always feeling a little unbearable.

But this matter has nothing to do with him, he has no room to intervene after all.

But he thought, move out as soon as you move out, after all, what the goddess said lately makes sense.

Now that she has reached the age to find a boyfriend, she leaves Mu's house in this capacity and is sheltered by her grandma, so she has no worries about finding a good family.

After dismissing Han Jiaqing, Su Xiangwan's hanging heart could be regarded as slowly letting go.

After washing and returning to the bedroom, he didn't see Mu Beiting.

Turn around and go out to see that the door of the study is closed.

She gently twisted the doorknob, and saw his bleak figure with her back facing her, standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette at the moment.

Su Xiangwan stepped forward gently, slowly hugged his waist from behind, and leaned his face against his back.

Suddenly there was a soft power around his waist, and he paused slightly, squeezing the smoke between his fingers.

Su Xiangwan whispered: "You smoke less."

"Yep."