Chapter 134 Excuses

Su Xiangwan stared at the phone and hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't dare to call Mu Beiting.

At this moment, Mu Beiting was sitting in his study with a gloomy face.

On the brown-black desk in front of him was a stack of sub-files.

The black pen was in his hand, and his slender fingers set off it, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

Nearly twenty minutes passed, and the mobile phone next to the document was still silent.

Mu Beiting felt irritated, closed the document in his hand, and threw it aside.

While waiting for her in the film and television city today, he ran into Han Che's car.

There's no reason why Han Che, the male lead, doesn't need to add scenes, but she, the second female lead, has to film night scenes until late at night.

Just when he was about to lose his patience completely, the phone finally rang.

Su Xiangwan struggled for nearly half an hour before calling him back with a sigh.

"Hello?"

She spoke softly, but there was only a moment of silence on the other side of the microphone.

It made her almost doubt whether the call was not connected.

But she knew that some man was probably angry.

"Mu Beiting, are you listening?"

"kindness."

He finally answered, and Su Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know how to speak.

The two of them held the phone in silence for a long time, and Su Xiangwan, who was extremely flattering, was at a loss for words.

After a long time, she finally said slowly, "Have you eaten yet?"

"kindness."

"Then you... go to bed early."

Mu Beiting pursed his thin lips lightly, but remained silent.

"Then I... I'll hang up first..." Su Xiangwan was a little flustered, and he didn't say a word.

Can we still have a good chat.

How can this continue.

"No." He whispered, and she could feel his displeasure through the microphone.

"Then... well... okay."

Su Xiangwan was lying on the bed, holding a mobile phone, curled up into a ball.

Sure enough, my aunt's stomach still hurts to death. But why did she feel that it was not she who came to her aunt, but another man on the other side of the microphone.

After holding the microphone for nearly an hour, Su Xiangwan's eyelids began to twitch up and down.

She is now a baby in need of love.

Why is the Great Demon King torturing her at this time.

It was the nth time that the phone slipped from his hand, but every time, Mu Beiting seemed to sense something.

Always speak at the right time: "Su Xiangwan."

"Eh... um?"

The drowsy Su Xiangwan woke up with a jolt.

Mu Beiting was silent for a long time before finally saying, "Today I went to the set."

Su Xiangwan's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly got up and sat on the head of the bed.

Yes, didn't you guess that he must know that he was lying.

"say."

Seeing that there was only silence in the microphone, Mu Beiting was upset for a while.

"Oh... yes... Originally, the crew announced that there would be an additional night scene, but later they said it would be another day. I thought that everyone was staying in a hotel, and it was not good for me to be too special, so I followed."

Mu Beiting pursed his thin lips tightly, and his big hand holding the phone tightened a little.

Under the light and shadow of the desk lamp, you can see the veins on the back of his hand.

Does he look so deceitful?

With such a lame excuse!

Or was it that she didn't even bother to think of a realistic excuse.

He wanted to hang up the phone directly, but he also wanted to hear her voice, or even her breathing.

But in fact, Su Xiangwan really didn't put much effort into making up this excuse.

In fact, she knew it well, and he knew she was lying.

Therefore, what is the reason for not going home is not that important at all.

Mu Beiting was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I'll take you home tomorrow."