So she was even more eager to know, what did her words and Ji Donglei sigh about, which made her so sensitive and indifferent?

All that can be done now is to lower the defensive rhetoric.

Mu Beiting glanced at Zong Yue, who was driving, and decided to go home and talk to Yan Yu again.

He immediately stopped provoking her, leaned back in the back of the chair, and was silent with her.

The rhetoric felt contradictory.

I said hurtful things, and after taking revenge in my heart, I was left with guilt.

And the person she hurt was still Mu Beiting, who she once loved deeply.

This made her feel more complicated.

As a result, Mu Beiting listened to it, didn't say anything, didn't even argue, and endured it silently.

This made the already uncomfortable words even more uncomfortable.

She didn't understand that Ji Yuanzhi, Yu Xinyou, Yu Lei, and Gu Cheng could justifiably hurt themselves;

Why did he just say what Mu Beiting once said to himself, but he couldn't be justified?

How unfair?!

The words pursed the line of his lips, and his fingers tightened his palms.

She sat motionless, and just as the little white and little black man in her heart were arguing, she felt her shoulders sink suddenly.

She looked back, but was shocked.

I saw Mu Beiting leaning on a pillow, his head resting on her shoulder, his eyes closed, his slender eyelashes hanging down on his eyelids, and his breathing was even and long.

The hot snort sprayed like a feather on her neck, tickling.

Therefore, after Mu Beiting quarreled with himself, he fell asleep with a big heart?

Sleep...... Got ?!!

And he was like a fool, because he said excessive things to him, and he has been guilty until now.

When I think about it like this, the guilt in my heart immediately turns into anger.

She frowned, reaching out to poke the pesky man away.

It's better to poke him to the ground.

At that moment, a soft, rapid sound interrupted her next move.

"Don't move."

The words stopped in mid-air and looked up at the man in the driver's seat.

Zongyue.

If memory serves, he was the special assistant who returned to China with Mu Beiting four years later.

is Mu Beiting's most intimate subordinate in his work.

Words raised eyebrows, "Why should I listen to you?" ”

"If I were you, I would feel sorry for this, for a woman, flying for 21 hours in a row, extremely nervous, worried and afraid to sleep, as soon as I got off the plane, I immediately rushed over to see this damn woman, a man who is not appreciated and dies without repentance, how tired is it now?" Zong Yue slowed down the speed of the car to make the man sleep more peacefully, while gritting his teeth and sneering.

When he said this, he was stunned, and finally put down his hand.

Let Mu Beiting lean on himself and sleep.

The reason why she gave up was naturally not soft-hearted.

She just suddenly thought that no matter what Mu Beiting's real purpose was when he turned around again and pressed him step by step, judging from his behavior, he had indeed been compensating for himself, comforting himself, and doing everything he could to help himself.

These facts cannot be refuted.

However, let the words admit this, and the heart is not happy after all.

She learned Zong Yue's disdainful and mocking tone, and said to him coldly: "It's a pity that you're not me, what's the matter, you're quite sorry?" ”

When Zong Yue heard this, he had a ghostly expression on his face, "You woman, I refuse to talk to you." ”

After saying that, he turned his head to concentrate on driving, and stopped paying attention to words.

Words don't matter, of course.

She just suddenly thought of the role that Fu Lanya wanted, how could she get it from Mu Beiting?