Chapter 356
At nine o'clock, the press conference was held on time.
Accompanied by Yuan Xue, Lawyer Zhou, Zhou Chengxuan and other Dingsheng executives, Su Xiangwan walked into the living room.
Because she is the protagonist today, her position is in the middle.
Just when she was about to pull the chair away, a pair of big hands with well-defined bones landed on the back of the chair first, and pulled the chair away for her.
Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, ready to thank him.
But when he raised his eyes, he couldn't help but froze.
Mu Beiting was still in the dark suit from before, with deep and stern eyes, looking straight into her eyes.
He opened his thin lips lightly: "Sit."
Su Xiangwan's heart beat a few beats faster, he nodded and sat down slowly.
Immediately afterwards, he sat beside him.
She looked at Zhou Chengxuan who was a little embarrassed standing aside, and couldn't help reminding: "This... seems to be Brother Xuan's position."
He squinted his eyes: "Brother Xuan?"
Zhou Chengxuan, who was standing aside, turned pale, and looked at Su Xiangwan with pleading eyes.
Ancestors...we don't know each other that well!
Don't bark!
Su Xiangwan rubbed his nose and noticed his displeasure.
She didn't want to get close, but found out early in the morning that almost everyone called it that, so she followed... do as the Romans do.
Su Xiangwan stopped talking, Mu Beiting glanced coldly at Zhou Chengxuan beside him, and said in a deep voice, "The light is blocked."
Zhou Chengxuan hurriedly took a big step back, his seat was taken away, and he was standing or sitting for a while.
There was simply a little assistant who was winking and moved a chair to the side. Zhou Chengxuan was relieved quietly, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from his head.
Su Xiangwan couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips slightly, looking at the somewhat chubby middle-aged man, he couldn't help but find it funny.
Is Mu Beiting that scary? He's not so frightened.
Seeing that her eyes kept falling on other men, Mu Beiting's face darkened a little.
The big hand grabbed her little hand under the table and squeezed it hard.
Su Xiangwan was in pain and quickly withdrew his hand.
She collected her thoughts and looked him over.
Tall and straight, with a stern look and deep eyes.
Except for playing with her fingers all the time, he was so mean that he didn't even throw her out of the corner of his eye.
Su Xiangwan nodded.
Well, it looks like a dog.
She whispered, "Why are you here?"
Mu Beiting's eyes were dark, and he glanced at her lightly, then grabbed her small hand with his big hand under the table, and squeezed it lightly.
Su Xiangwan's expression was a little unnatural, and he wanted to pull it back, but this time he held on tightly.
"Mu Beiting, don't make trouble, let go." Seeing that the press conference was about to start, she turned her face sideways and said in a low voice.
Mu Beiting finally turned to look at her, his thin lips parted slightly, and he only uttered one word: "No."
Su Xiangwan was out of breath, wondering if there was anything he could do, turned his face to avoid the camera, and stared at him fiercely.
His eyes lowered slightly, and he landed on her small mouth that had changed the color of her lipstick, and took a closer look.
Well, I want to try again.
On the other hand, Yuan Xue, Zhou Chengxuan and the others were a little cautious because they didn't expect Mu Beiting to appear.
But fortunately, they are all veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they are very capable of coping.
The reporters and media in the audience obviously didn't expect Mu Beiting to appear, and one or two couldn't help discussing in a low voice.
"Why does Young Master Mu come to the clinic in person? Doesn't Ding Sheng value this Su Xiangwan too much? And Yuan Xue doesn't bring artists along, why is she here too!"
"And that fat man next to Yuan Xue? Director of Dingsheng Film and Television, how many brothers and sisters would politely call him Brother Xuan when they saw him."