Drifting Towards You

Li Qingqing hesitated for a few seconds, and still said: "But... this movie has come to an end. It will be finished in two or three months at most. I want to shoot him well, after all, this is my first filming. a movie."

Song Ziming was silent for a moment, and said warmly: "It's okay."

Li Qingqing smiled and took Song Ziming's arm and said excitedly: "Brother Ziming, I know you are the best."

Song Ziming looked at her and smiled: "Filming is hard, you have to take good care of yourself and your children."

There was a splash of water in Li Qingqing's eyes, and there was a feeling of suffering.

On the other hand, after Su Xiangwan knew that the child was Mu Beiting's, he also completely solved the knot.

I ate and slept at home every day, and went out to watch shows and go shopping. After more than ten days of work, I got a little fatter.

Mu Beiting only felt that she was in a good mood recently, so he was relieved.

Until this day, a rare weekend, Su Xiangwan made an appointment with Gu Xiangsi and Li Xiaoxiao to watch a movie and have a meal.

A few women had fun, and ran to the KTV and yelled.

Su Xiangwan dared not drink, but Gu Xiangsi and Li Xiaoxiao drank a little.

At this moment, after Mu Beiting arrived home, he realized that Su Xiangwan hadn't come back.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening. He called her two calls but she didn't answer. He immediately frowned and called Qingyuan.

After knowing that she was in KTV, this was relieved.

Turned back to the bedroom and took a coat, planning to pick her up.

Before leaving, I saw a necklace of hers dropped by the dressing table. The necklace was silver, and several stars were connected together, but it was also small and delicate.

Mu Beiting bent down to pick it up, planning to put it back in her jewelry box.

There is a not-so-small jewelry box on the table. It contains all the things she usually uses. It is more everyday and not luxurious.

Mu Beiting opened the jewelry box before he planned to put the necklace in.

However, I saw that there were a few folded papers on it, which were pressed under the jewelry, because they were not ironed, the edges were slightly tilted.

Mu Beiting stretched out his hand to take out the paper, and slowly opened it.

The title of the entry is ‘fetal stage paternity test’.

His pupils shrunk slightly, and he looked down line by line until his gaze fell on the last line on the last sheet of paper, and concluded that the test supports the genetic relationship between the embryo and Mu Beiting...

Mu Beiting looked at the conclusion of the last line blankly, and the whole person was a little bit overwhelmed.

The date of the report is clearly written, just half a month ago, so it will never be every year.

In other words, the child in her belly belongs to him?

Mu Beiting was in a daze, almost suspecting that he was dazzling.

But the signatory said Rong Chen on it, so there can be no mistake.

Mu Beiting immediately dialed Rong Chen's phone, and Rong Chen was a little surprised: "Has Su Xiangwan not told you yet? It can really be hidden."

Mu Beiting was very angry, and suddenly remembered that she came back that day and pinched his face, then asked if it hurts, and then kept asking him if he didn't care if the baby in his stomach was not his?

He only treated her as if she was afraid that she would mind, and she was always upset.

But she didn't want to, she was teasing him!

Mu Beiting's face was gloomy and scary, and his lungs almost exploded with anger. She really thought he didn't mind!

"Su Xiangwan!" He squeezed out her name by first name and last name, with a bit of gritted teeth.

Immediately, Mu Beiting took his coat and drove directly to the KTV where Su Xiangwan was.

KTV was crying and howling, smoke filled the hallways, and a strong smell of alcohol was mixed.

Mu Beiting's face became darker and heavier, and he went straight to the private room, opened the door, and saw three women standing on the sofa going crazy. When he saw him, his eyes were wide and small.

Oh, are you having fun?