Chapter 316: A Class of People

Han Che didn't hide anymore, he raised the cookie box and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Su Xiangwan was slightly taken aback.

Are there still so many people here?

He just throws it away?

You know, in her previous life, she accidentally peeped into this man's face.

But at least they are restrained.

She remembered that Han Che's fan support group meticulously embroidered a huge poster for him. It is said that each of the 520,000 fans embroidered one stitch to complete the cross-stitch.

She remembered that he was moved with tears in his eyes, and took it with choked sobs.

But turning around, she saw him throwing the cross-stitch directly into the trash can after the show.

The next time, she accidentally heard him on the phone.

"Well, yes. Never liked you."

"For the media to see."

"Don't pester me anymore, if you don't want me to make public the photos you sent me."

At that moment, she understood.

This man's heart is cold.

He is more like a beast in human skin, scum, very scum.

But not long before her death, she inadvertently broke into a private room, but saw that unforgettable scene again.

...

Su Xiangwan recovered from his thoughts, and slowly said: "Why, stop pretending? Are you going to let yourself go?"

Han Che pursed his lips, and the purity on his face dissipated a bit: "I want to change my way of life."

Su Xiangwan froze for a moment, then looked at him silently.

A different way of living... a different way of living...

Did he just say it casually, or she thought too much.

But no matter what, he never did this kind of thing in front of so many people in his previous life.

He has managed his image very well.

Now, are you too lazy to act?

Seeing Su Xiangwan looking at him, Han Che casually lit a cigarette.

Su Xiangwan frowned. His image to the media had never been close to smoking and drinking.

"You really don't want your image?"

"You can see quite clearly." He chuckled.

She was silent.

But not long after, Han Che spoke again: "Su Xiangwan."

She looked up.

"You are using him." Han Che lightly tapped the table with his fingers.

She knew who he was referring to.

The place where the fingertip landed was the man who hadn't returned last night.

Su Xiangwan didn't answer him, but said slowly: "A person like you usually won't survive three episodes in a script."

Han Che chuckled, got up and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and cast a sideways glance at her: "Actually, you and I are the same kind of people."

After the words fell, he walked away.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and said softly in his heart: You are wrong, we are not the same kind of people.

*

In a blink of an eye, a week passed.

Mu Beiting never came home.

Since he left that night, he hasn't called her or sent her a wechat message.

But the news about him can always be seen in the newspapers every now and then.

Today, let’s talk about which woman he is dating.

Tomorrow, I will tell where he is attracting bees and butterflies.

Su Xiangwan hadn't responded and hadn't taken the initiative to find him.

At this moment, Mu Beiting was sitting at his desk with a frighteningly gloomy expression.

A pile of entertainment news piled up in front of him.

The above are obviously all his lace news these days.

His eyes fell on the newspaper, a little cold, and his thin lips were drawn into a cold arc.

After a long time, he picked up his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat.

She still hasn't sent a message.

Not a single phone call was made either.

He lowered his eyes slightly, the dark gray under his eyes was heavy.

*

That day, Su Xiangwan just finished filming a scene with Yu Liuzhu.

It was noon, and the crew began to organize things one after another.

Su Xiangwan didn't care about it, it was just a routine counting and tidying up.

After receiving her lunch, she found a corner and ate a few bites with her head down, not noticing the movement in the distance.

At this moment, several black cars parked outside the set one by one.

Mu Beiting, who was dressed in a black suit, appeared surrounded by people. Zheng Yulong and the producer were beside him, introducing something as he walked.