Drifting Towards You

His eyebrows frowned involuntarily, and he turned his head and said, "Is this the company you signed?"

"Yep."

Su Xiangwan nodded slightly, but didn't want to mention it.

Who made her young and mentally retarded, she was coaxed by Su Yufei's mother and daughter to sign this kind of unsatisfactory small company.

Although she was also very dissatisfied, she had already signed the contract when she was reborn.

In addition, the remuneration for a play has not yet arrived, and she just wants to terminate the contract, but she can't pay the liquidated damages.

Mu Beiting retracted his gaze and said lightly, "You are not as good at picking a company as you are picking a man."

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, a flash of self-deprecation flashed under his eyes.

Thinking of the ending of the previous life, I couldn't help but whispered softly: "I don't seem to have a good eye for men."

Mu Beiting's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils were deep, and he stared at her silently.

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't say.

Worried that he would think too much, Su Xiangwan pretended to be calm: "I know bullying me all day long, and dare to speak up."

Mu Beiting just looked at her with a deep gaze, without speaking.

Su Xiangwan was hairy when she saw her, avoiding her sight and saying, "I'm leaving."

Mu Beiting didn't stop until she got out of the car, he lowered his eyes slightly, and gently rubbed the screen of the phone with his fingertips.

Whether or not that sentence was said to him, he thought he could tell.

But before him, did she have any other men?

When he thought of this, his heart felt irritated, and his eyes became more hostile.

He dialed Shang Wen's phone and said coldly: "I want Su Xiangwan's information, all."

"Yes, master."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside, Mu Beiting lowered his eyes lightly, and couldn't help but remember her look just now.

At that moment, she seemed to be a little lonely...and a little bit self-deprecating...and anxiety and hatred?

After Su Xiangwan got out of the car, he let out a sigh of relief.

It's really dangerous, and I don't know if he has noticed anything wrong.

But even if it is detected, it should not be able to find anything.

Going directly to a printing agency next to the company building, handed over a USB flash drive, printed a stack of materials, flipped through it, stuffed it into the bag, dropped his eyes slightly, and walked into the company.

Before I walked to the office, I saw an acquaintance in the rest area.

Su Yufei was wearing a pink dress, draped in her hair and wearing a hair band, sitting in the seating area, facing her gaze.

Su Xiangwan faintly retracted his gaze, and a sneer flashed under his eyes.

It seems that she really didn't guess wrong.

Seeing Su looked out and ignored her intentions, Su Yufei stood up unwillingly to catch up, and stopped in front of her: "Hey, who is this? I haven't seen it for a few months, but the shelf is getting bigger."

She looked up and down the woman in front of her.

Wearing a black round neck sweater inside, revealing a circle of white lace collar, underneath it is matched with a black embroidered short skirt with white flowers, a pair of deerskin high-heeled short boots, and a gray woolen coat on the outside.

Su Yufei couldn't help but clenched her hand on her side, and she felt that she was so fashionable and exquisite that she couldn't move her eyes.

In contrast, my own carefully selected pink suit seems a bit rustic.

"Something?" Su Xiangwan's gaze fell on her, and he spoke lightly.

"I just want to tell you that I have also been admitted to the Haicheng Film Academy."

Su Xiangwan chuckled out: "Congratulations, elementary school girl."

Her tone was neither salty nor indifferent, as if she didn't look at her at all, Su Yufei's expression was a bit ugly, and she said coldly: "I heard you made a film of "Yonglemen"."