Chapter 244

His eyebrow heart does not have independent frown, turn a head way: "this is the company that you sign?"

"Yes."

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

Who made her young and mentally retarded, Su Yufei's mother and daughter cajoled her into signing this kind of small company with poor development.

Although she was very dissatisfied, she had already signed the contract when she was born again.

In addition to the fact that the remuneration for a play has not yet arrived, she just wants to terminate the contract and cannot afford to pay the penalty for breach of contract.

You can't take back your eyes from Beiting

Su Xiangwan was slightly stunned, and a flash of self mockery flashed through his eyes.

Think of the end of the previous life, can't help but whisper: "I pick men's eyes seems not so good."

Mu Beiting's eyes are slightly narrowed, with deep pupils and staring at her.

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt as if he had said something he shouldn't have said.

Worried that he would think more about it, Su Xiangwan pretended to be calm: "he bullied me all day long and dared to speak up."

Mu Beiting just looked at her with deep eyes and did not speak.

Su Xiangwan was seen by her hair, avoiding sight: "I'm gone."

Mu Beiting did not stop, until she got off the car, he slightly lowered his eyes, fingertips gently rubbed the screen of the mobile phone.

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

But did she have any other men before him?

At the thought of this, his heart did not have a burst of irritability, the bottom of his eyes are more smear angry.

Calling Shangwen, he said in a cold voice, "I want Su Xiangwan's information, all."

"Yes, young master."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the mobile phone aside. Mu Beiting hung his eyes lightly and could not help remembering her expression just now.

At that moment, she seemed a little lonely And a little self mockery And uneasiness and hatred?

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after getting off the bus, Su Xiangwan let out a light breath.

It's a close call. I don't know if he's aware of something wrong.

But even if we do, we can't find anything.

Go directly to a printing agency next to the company building, hand over a USB flash drive, print a pile of data, turn it over, put it into the bag, drop your eyes slightly, and walk into the company.

Before walking to the office, he saw an acquaintance in the rest area.

Su Yufei, dressed in a pink dress, with loose hair and a headband, was sitting in the rest area, facing her eyes.

Su Xiangwan faintly withdrew her eyes, and a sneer flashed across her eyes.

It seems that she was right.

Seeing that Su looked out and ignored her meaning, Su Yufei reluctantly stood up to catch up with her and stopped in front of her: "Tut, who is this? I haven't seen you for months, but the shelf is getting bigger. "

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

He wore a black T-shirt with a white lace collar on the inside, an embroidered skirt with white flowers on a black background, a pair of deerskin high-heeled boots and a gray woolen coat on the outside.

Su Yufei's hand hanging on her side can't help but grip it, and she feels more and more fashionable and exquisite.

In contrast, their own set of carefully selected pink suit, but it seems a little rustic.

"Something?" Su Xiangwan's sight fell on her body and spoke faintly.

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

Su Xiangwan chuckled and said, "Congratulations, primary school sister."

Her tone is not salty, as if she didn't pay attention to her at all. Su Yufei's face was a little ugly and said in a cold voice, "I heard you made a film of Yongle gate."