Drifting Towards You

What surprised Su Xiangwan was that Li Qingqing never disturbed her again.

But sleeping all the time is not a solution. Su Xiangwan was in a daze and didn't know how much he felt better after sleeping for several hours.

The moment he slowly took off the blindfold, he faced a pair of sharp eyes.

Su Xiangwan was startled and couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

This Li Qingqing, wouldn't it be that she kept staring at her like this while she was sleeping?

After she finally woke up, Li Qingqing took the initiative to ask for a glass of juice for her and handed it to her, and smiled at her: "You are awake."

Su Xiangwan was almost scared to cry by this weird scene.

Nima, what's the situation?

Don't scare her, okay?

She is very courageous...

Su Xiangwan slowly took the juice she handed over, but didn't dare to drink it, even if the juice was just handed over by the stewardess.

Seeing this, Li Qingqing couldn't help but say: "Is it afraid that I will poison you?"

Su Xiangwan patted his small chest silently in his heart, and he would wake up, but he was not as frightened as the moment he took off his blindfold.

"It's not enough now, it's not that way." Li Qingqing spoke slowly.

Su Xiangwan looked at her, and actually wanted to ask if she and the interviewer, who is known as a lesbian, slept.

But after thinking about it or giving it up, isn't this just for scolding?

And doesn't it show that she overheard her and Yang Shuo's words that day.

Thinking of this, Su Xiangwan's expression was faint, and she didn't mean to talk to her.

"Su Xiangwan."

After a long silence, Li Qingqing suddenly called her name again.

Su Xiangwan turned to look at her.

Li Qingqing slowly said, "How did you make Mu Beiting feel so devoted to you?"

It wasn't until this meeting that Su Xiangwan let out a sigh of relief.

It turned out that it was for this that her heart had been tense just now, for fear of whether Li Qingqing was brewing any conspiracy.

Su Xiangwan thought for a while, and said slowly: "Let him fall in love with you."

"Then how can I make him fall in love with you?" Li Qingqing said again.

Su Xiangwan looked straight at her with black eyes, and saw a touch of loneliness in this woman's eyes.

She couldn't help but sigh softly.

She always hated Li Qingqing.

She is a grudge, and the slash in her face in the previous life brought her unspeakable despair.

But at the moment, she just felt.

No matter how vicious, people will be trapped by love.

"You want to ask Song Ziming, right?" Su Xiangwan spoke slowly.

Li Qingqing didn't say anything. Before boarding the plane, she finally waited for a call. The call she was thinking of was also from Song Ziming.

At that time, she was full of joy, thinking that he had a little place in his heart after all.

Even a little bit is enough to make her ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, when he answered the phone, he only said one sentence: "Li Qingqing, you have completely lost the face of the Song family. Return to China immediately and we will get a divorce."

She was struck by lightning at the time, with five thunderstorms.

Tears poured into his eyes almost instantaneously, spinning in them.

But before she could explain anything, Song Ziming hung up the phone.

She stood alone at the huge airport, helpless and at a loss.

Su Xiangwan saw her strangeness and faintly guessed something.

After all, she lost such a big face at Fashion Week, how could Song Ziming's face-saving people tolerate it.

But Su Xiangwan knew in his heart that Li Qingqing was afraid that it was only a momentary sadness.

After she eased from this strength, the person who hated was afraid that she was still herself.