Chapter 66

After Mu Beiting left, she was relieved.

After cleaning up the room and taking a bath, I started to think about the review.

Small head on the arm, a striped notebook is in hand, holding a ball point pen, there is no time to press.

The notebook was wide open, with two big words on the top: "review.".

Asshole!

Why on earth would she listen to him.

If he wants her to write, she will write, so she is not very shameless.

Although the bottom of her heart was indignant, she hung down her head in vain as soon as she thought of his cool and handsome face.

Well, she'd better write.

It's a little scary who makes him look stiff.

"Dear Mr. Mu Beiting..."

She raised her body and wrote down a few words. Su Xiangwan fell down again with her arms on her head and bit the penholder.

Respect?

The shameless Mr. Mu Beiting is almost the same.

Although she has not done very well since childhood, she has also written many reviews.

But two lives add up to more than ten years, I really forget how to write.

All of a sudden, she took out her mobile phone and started Baidu.

Everything has Du Niang. How can she forget it.

Well This doesn't work This is a student did not do homework, and her situation does not match.

Well This is not good either This is a mistake in the work.

Looking at it, Su simply threw down her pen to the evening and brushed up the webpage with her mobile phone.

Can brush not for a while, then gradually run crooked, a moment to see the star's gossip, a look at that entertainment ceremony.

I don't know how long after, the upper and lower eyelids fight fiercely. As soon as the mobile phone is put, she pulls down the quilt, and she sleeps with her head tilted. There is a notebook beside her, and the page is open. There is still a line of beautiful small characters on it: "Dear Mr. Mu Beiting..."

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and at the moment, in the manor.

Mu Beiting went back and took a bath. After he came out, the housekeeper handed him a document and said, "young master, there is a document that needs your signature. Shangwen asks me to pass it on to you."

"Chenzhou."

"The second young master seems to have some stomach discomfort and is resting in his room."

Mu Beiting snorted and ate three bowls of noodles. It was strange that he could be comfortable.

"Call him a doctor. Let Shangwen book him a ticket to South Africa tomorrow morning. The project there needs to be watched by one of our own people. "

"Yes."

"Pack him up and take him straight to the airport tomorrow morning."

"Yes, young master."

After the command, Mu Beiting was relieved a little bit, only thought that the ear root son could be free for ten days and a half months.

Taking over the document, Mu Beiting went directly to the study.

After sitting down, I picked up my mobile phone and looked at it at 10:30.

There is no news yet. It seems that the review has not been completed.

He put the mobile phone aside, lowered his head to deal with several documents, but his eyes always inadvertently looked up to the black mobile phone.

However, from the beginning to the end, the mobile phone did not move a bit, even the screen did not light up.

Near 11:30, Mu Beiting threw down the documents in his hand and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to have a look again.

After flipping through the communication for a while, the fingertip fell on the number marked "goblin.".

Click open, read the information, nothing.

Back to the call log, there's still nothing.

Mu Beiting threw down his mobile phone and lit a cigarette.

Outside the window, the night is thick, his body side is surrounded by light smoke, in the mist, his eyes are blurred and deep enough to let every woman sink for it.

He took a puff of smoke between his fingers. He could not help but guess what she looked like when she doodled on him in the magazine. His eyes were gentle.