Drifting Towards You

Under the direct gaze of everyone, Mu Beiting spoke in a hurry: "This is the fourth question, I refuse to answer."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Su Xiangwan's eyes blushed aside, and a thin layer of mist filled his eyes.

She bit her lip, turned her head and stopped looking at him.

Yuan Xue and Zhou Chengxuan on the side also had a headache.

What to do, what can they do with a wayward boss?

Obviously, just deny it. Obviously, just say no, but he refused to answer.

Now it makes people feel that things are not so simple and even more imaginative.

Zhou Chengxuan picked up the microphone with a headache and broke the noise in the audience: "Well, today's press conference is over here. Thank you very much for your visit."

Before the words were over, many reporters got up one after another and gathered around.

"Mu Shao, what do you mean by what you just said? Didn't you deny that there was an improper relationship between you and Su Xiangwan, did you?"

"Miss Su, what is your relationship with Shao Mu? Did you leave the lipstick on Mu Shao's collar?"

"The reason why Dingsheng praised Su Xiangwan is because of her relationship with Mu Shao?"

"Shao Mu, can you explain what you mean by what you just said? Are there any other reasons for your attendance at Su Xiangwan's press conference today?"

The media and reporters in the audience were crowded, and two of them rushed forward.

After all, no reporter would be willing to leave after receiving such explosive news.

Fortunately, Yuan Xue and Zhou Chengxuan were more accurate and prevented this kind of thing from happening early on.

Before these reporters were close, several bodyguards came in, blocking the reporters and the crowd, and giving way to a passage.

Su Xiangwan's complexion darkened slightly, and he walked out carrying the skirt.

Among the reporters who came up, the ***, a little dull boy kept squeezing forward from time to time, standing on tiptoes and looking in her direction.

"Let's... Let's..."

The boy seemed to be anxious too, sweating profusely.

Fortunately, he didn't have any equipment, so he was very portable.

"Late night...Xiang night...Miss Su, you promised me to take the photo!" The boy stretched his neck and squeezed forward along with Su Xiangwan's footsteps.

Because of the proximity, Su Xiangwan heard it really.

Slightly startled, remembering that he had only promised to take a photo.

He paused slightly, squeezed a smile at him, and then said to a bodyguard: "Let him in."

After the bodyguard received instructions, his hand was slightly loosened, and the boy broke through the bodyguard's defense and quickly followed Su Xiangwan's footsteps.

Mu Beiting's eyes were gloomy, he glanced at the excited man, and his thin lips pressed lightly.

The whole body was cold like Wang Shenshui, icy cold to the bones.

After Su Xiangwan left the meeting room, he followed a group of people into the elevator.

The boy also hurriedly followed, standing beside her particularly restrained, his cheeks flushed a little bit, and he seemed a little at a loss.

Su Xiangwan apologized and explained: "It was not very convenient in the meeting room just now. Can you see if we can take pictures after we get upstairs?"

"Yes... okay, okay." The boy met her eyes, the whole person looked more and more sluggish, his entire face turned red.

Su Xiangwan only thought that this person was kind of cute, and his sour mood eased a bit.

Mu Beiting stood behind Su Xiangwan, his gaze fell on the back of the boy's head, his eyes gloomy.

The big hand in the trouser pocket slowly tightened, suppressing the crazy jealousy in my heart.