Drifting Towards You

At nine o'clock, the press conference was held on time.

Su Xiangwan walked into the living room, accompanied by senior executives such as Yuan Xue, Lawyer Zhou, and Zhou Chengxuan.

Because she is today's protagonist, her position is in the middle.

Just planning to pull the chair away, a pair of well-knotted hands landed on the back of the chair first, and pulled the chair away for her.

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, ready to thank him.

But when he raised his eyes, he couldn't help being stunned.

Mu Beiting was still in the ink-colored suit just now, his eyes were deep and cold, and he looked straight into her eyes.

His thin lips lightly opened: "Sit."

Su Xiangwan's heart beat faster, nodded, and slowly took his seat.

Immediately afterwards, he sat beside him.

She looked at Zhou Chengxuan, who was slightly embarrassed standing aside, and couldn't help but reminded: "This... seems to be the position of Brother Xuan."

He squinted his eyes: "Brother Xuan?"

Standing on the side, Zhou Chengxuan's face turned pale, and he looked at Su Xiangwan with a begging gaze.

Our ancestors...we are not that familiar!

Don't bark!

Su Xiangwan rubbed his nose and also noticed his displeasure.

She didn't want to be close, but found out early in the morning that almost everyone called it that way, so she followed...Does it follow the locals?

Su Xiangwan stopped making a sound, and Mu Beiting glanced at Zhou Chengxuan who was beside him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "The light is blocked."

Zhou Chengxuan quickly took a big step back, his position was robbed, and he was standing or sitting for a while.

There was a little assistant who was quite wink, moved a chair and put it on one side, Zhou Chengxuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from his head.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips slightly, looking at the somewhat chubby middle-aged man, he couldn't help but feel amused.

Is Mu Beiting so scary? He won't be so scared.

Seeing her eyes keep falling on other men, Mu Beiting's expression became darker again.

The big hand grabbed her small hand under the table and squeezed it hard.

Su Xiangwan was in pain and quickly took his hand back.

She closed her mind and looked at him.

The posture is tall and straight, the look is cold, and the eyes are deep.

Except for playing with her fingers, stingy didn't even throw it at her.

Su Xiangwan nodded.

Well, it looks like a dog.

She whispered: "Why are you here."

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep, and he glanced at her lightly, and his big hand caught her small hand under the table, and squeezed it lightly.

Su Xiangwan's expression was a little unnatural and wanted to withdraw it, but this time he held on tightly.

"Mu Beiting, don't make trouble, let go." Seeing that the press conference was about to begin, she said in a low voice with her face turned sideways.

Mu Beiting finally turned his head to look at her, his thin lips lightly opened, and he only uttered one word: "No."

Su Xiangwan was anxious, wondering if he could do anything, he turned his face to avoid the camera and stared at him fiercely.

His eyes drooped slightly, falling on her little mouth, which had changed her lipstick number, and took a closer look.

Well, I want to taste it again.

No one noticed the small movements of the two here. On the other side, Yuan Xue, Zhou Chengxuan and others were a little cautious because they didn't expect Mu Beiting to appear.

Fortunately, they are all battle-tested veterans with strong coping skills.

The reporters and the media in the audience obviously didn't expect Mu Beiting to appear, and two of them couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

"Why would Shao Mu go to see him in person? Isn't it too important for Su Xiang to be too late? And Yuan Xue has not brought an artist anymore, why is he here too!"

"And the fat guy next to Yuan Xue? Dingsheng film and television director, how many brothers and sisters see him, they have to politely call out brother Xuan."