Chapter 1036 The Last Supper

She stared at her with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

Song Ziming on the side spoke softly to Su Xiangwan: "Qingqing and I are getting ready to divorce. If Xiang Wan ever feels that Young Master Mu is unreliable, you might as well come to me, and I will definitely give you the position of my wife."

Hearing this, Li Qingqing's lungs almost exploded, and he yelled at Song Ziming: "I tell you! You are dreaming, don't even think about it, as long as I, Li Qingqing, can only be your wife!"

Song Ziming's expression remained unchanged, he looked at her and said with a smile: "Qingqing, those who know the current affairs are outstanding, why do you want to make trouble for yourself?"

After the words were finished, Song Ziming stopped looking at the faces of the few people. After sweeping his gaze over Mu Beiting, he turned and left.

Mu Beiting's eyes were particularly deep, and he touched the coffee cup in front of him lightly with his fingertips, wondering what he was thinking.

Li Qingqing glanced at the two of them with red eyes. Because of Mu Beiting's presence, she didn't dare to do anything to Su Xiangwan.

She stepped on a pair of high heels, turned and left.

After she left, Mu Beiting kissed her cheek like white dough, and said in a deep voice, "You just glanced at Song Ziming a few times."

Su Xiangwan was a little itchy from his kiss, and avoided it: "There are so many eyes."

"Open eye contact." Mu Beiting's voice was faint, obviously displeased.

Su Xiangwan pursed his lips: "I just glanced at the quilt twice, how could it be called eyebrows?"

Mu Beiting just took one of her little hands, played with it, and didn't say anything more.

But Su Xiangwan could clearly feel that this matter might not be so kind.

But she was wronged... She was wronged to death.

This is when a cauldron flew from the sky and hit her without hesitation, and she had to carry it if she didn't want to.

Meeting his gloomy gaze, Su Xiangwan shuddered, and his heart ached.

Obviously what Song Ziming said just now stimulated him.

But to Su Xiangwan's surprise, he didn't have an attack until the evening of that day, and she couldn't help but feel that she might be thinking too much.

But it was true that he took her to the hotel that night, and he did cook a table of her favorite dishes himself.

But Su Xiangwan sat at the table and looked at the dishes, always feeling like a grand banquet.

Seeing her not moving her chopsticks for a long time, Mu Beiting looked indifferently: "Why don't you eat?"

Su Xiangwan swallowed, picked up the chopsticks and said, "This...isn't this the last supper?"

Mu Beiting frowned: "I can still eat you."

Su Xiangwan didn't make a sound, but muttered to himself: Do you still eat less?

There was nothing to say during the meal, and after Su Xiangwan finished eating, he sat still.

Mu Beiting packed up the dishes and came out, glanced at her and said slowly, "Go take a bath."

These light words almost made Su Xiangwan cry.

If she doesn't know what he wants to do again, her past twenty years will be in vain.

But why did you come to the hotel when you met those two broom stars?

Su Xiangwan slowly got into the bathroom. Standing under the shower, she couldn't help but think, maybe this is the legendary saying that no one will come to rescue her if her throat is broken?

After dawdling for more than an hour, she came out of the bathroom, but he was surprisingly patient.

Seeing that her hair was still dripping, he waved to her, "Come here."

Su Xiangwan slowly rubbed over, he took the towel and stood beside her and carefully wiped her hair for a long time, his movements were light and gentle as always.

But inexplicably, Su Xiangwan was almost scared out of his wits.