Chapter 138 The One Who Knocked on the Wrong Door

But thinking about it, she didn't have dinner anyway, so she was no longer polite.

Han Che glanced at her, then tossed her a bag of red dates and a hot water bottle, while he casually knocked on the sunflower seeds.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, what a shame.

Come to an aunt, it seems that everyone knows it.

Neither of them was idle, like two little squirrels, they kept nibbling on snacks.

After a while, the coffee table was filled with all kinds of open bags, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

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On the other side, someone was not so carefree.

Mu Beiting dialed Su Xiangwan's number for the second time, but the phone was still turned off.

His face was particularly ugly.

Overcast.

He thought that allowing him to contact her was a well-known agreement between them.

It is the bottom line that he can tolerate her.

But now, this woman is not even ready to answer the phone!

Mu Beiting's face was gloomy. After hanging up the phone, he picked up his coat and turned to leave.

"Prepare the car."

"Yes, master."

Half an hour later, a black Ferrari parked in front of the hotel.

"Master, Miss Su lives in this hotel, Room 1206." Shang Wen spoke cautiously.

Mu Beiting didn't make a sound, and walked straight into the elevator.

But at this time, the movie was at a critical moment, and Ling Feng's undercover identity was almost discovered by criminals.

Su Xiangwan even slowed down when he was eating, his mouth was slightly opened, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring at the screen.

Han Che turned his head slightly, and seeing her appearance, he was a little lost. I don't know what to think.

The movie was quiet, but the atmosphere was extremely tense.

'Boom! '

A knock on the door suddenly sounded, startling Su Xiangwan.

After looking in the direction of the entrance, Su Xiangwan didn't want to move.

He immediately looked at Han Che and said, "I'm looking for you."

The corners of Han Che's eyes twitched, came to her room to look for him?

She really figured it out.

But Han Che didn't bother with her, got up lazily, and opened the door: "Who are you looking for?"

When the door opened, he froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

The moment Mu Beiting saw him, his brows darkened and his eyes were cold.

The sharp gaze jumped over him and landed in the room behind him.

The room was dimly lit, only a few wall lamps and downlights were turned on, emitting a faint warm orange halo.

On the sofa, there was a woman.

The woman was wearing a pink nightdress, holding potato chips in one hand, leaning on the side of the sofa, staring at the TV screen intently.

The large TV seemed to be showing something, and the bright screen was reflected on her palm-sized face, constantly changing between light and dark.

Han Che was wearing slippers, looked Mu Beiting up and down, and said casually, "Who are you?"

Mu Beiting's eyes still fell on Su Xiangwan, and he didn't answer a word stingily.

On the other side, seeing that Han Che hadn't come back for a long time, Su Xiangwan subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the entrance: "Han Che...who...who?"

But as soon as she turned her head, she froze, her mind went blank.

Han Che slowly opened his mouth and said, "Oh, he knocked on the wrong door."

With that said, Han Che was about to close the door.

Fuck!

Hit your sister wrong!

Su Xiangwan was startled and terrified, and spat out a dirty word from the bottom of his heart.

That's the Great Demon King!

He didn't even bother to put on his shoes, so he threw away the potato chips and ran down from the sofa: "Don't...don't turn it off!"

She ran over quickly and grabbed the door panel tightly. He finally stopped Han Che before he closed the door.

Su Xiangwan showed a smiling face to Mu Beiting, and stammered, "You...why are you here?"

Mu Beiting remained silent, staring at her coldly, slowly looking from head to toe.