Drifting Towards You

In the previous life, she had not been under Xu Mingli for a long time. Later, after her reputation was bad, Xu Mingli didn't care about her when she saw that she was of little use value.

Later, she borrowed some money from Song Ziming, paid the liquidated damages, and then signed another company.

Then the agent who took her was called Feng Rou.

Feng Rou's company is not as wealthy as Dingsheng, but she is also considered a small well-known broker.

In all fairness, Feng Rou has always treated her well. Although she had a bad reputation at that time, she still tried her best to help her win all the resources.

Unfortunately, in the end, she also became a betrayer.

A pain in his hand pulled Su Xiangwan's thoughts back.

Turning his head to face a pair of dark eyes, with an imperceptible worry.

Mu Beiting frowned, wanting to see her.

Su Xiangwan smiled at him slightly and whispered: "Did you know it before?"

"En." He simply responded.

Su Xiangwan licked his lips, his eyes bright and scary.

That's great... The famous Yuan Xue turned out to be her agent.

The discussion in the audience dissipated for a few minutes. The host controlled the time at the right time, and interrupted: "Everyone knows that although our debut time is not long, we are loved very much. She has a lot of schedule to be busy afterwards. Now the time is almost too, so we have three last chances to ask questions next, everyone must seize the opportunity..."

As soon as this remark came out, many media and reporters felt like chicken blood.

One or two curled their necks and raised their hands, hoping that they would be selected.

"This beauty." The host pointed to a very **** woman.

The woman is wearing a big red skirt with a hip, black stockings, long curly hair, and big breasts. She has a slight scent of wind and dust, but she can't hide the sexyness of her body.

After the woman got up, her eyes kept falling on Mu Beiting, explicit and fiery, with a smudge.

Perceiving her unconcealed intention in her eyes, Su Xiangwan was slightly dissatisfied.

Dressed like this...a lot of age, is this also a reporter?

The appearance of swaggering through the market has a gust of dust.

Humph, not her youth, not her beauty, not her cuteness, not her big breasts...

Oh no, it's not as good as her except for her breasts.

Su Xiangwan flattened his mouth slightly, and his heart felt a little sour, as if there was sour bubbles in a jar, constantly fermenting.

Seeing her small movements under his eyes, the corners of his lips bend, his eyes are as black as ink.

When the woman in the audience met his black eyes, her heart beat a few times quickly, her brain was blank, and she even forgot the questions she had originally thought about.

After a few seconds of silence, her cheeks were hot, and she looked at Mu Beiting a little shyly. After touching the collar of his shirt, she was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said: "Mu... Mu Shao, your collar... is... a woman's. Lipstick?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes fell on Mu Beiting's neckline.

Su Xiangwan was also taken aback, and turned his head to look at him subconsciously.

He was wearing a white shirt, a navy blue suit and a water-blue striped tie, upright and straight, deep and cold.

If you don't look closely, she really didn't notice it.

There is indeed a brick red in the corner of the shirt collar.

Exactly... Exactly the color she rubbed before.

Su Xiangwan's cheeks became hot a little bit, and every cell on his body seemed to turn into a flame.