Chapter 71 It's All Fake

The air conditioner in the car was getting warmer and warmer, until a few seconds later, Su Xiangwan finally realized something was wrong.

When she opened her eyes again, she was still in the film and television city.

There are no directors around...camera...

She finally realized that she was in a car, and she was wet with a coat, which was very warm.

The small hand gently tightened the skirt of the shirt, and subconsciously looked at the man beside him.

Mu Beiting?

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, and fell into a pair of dark and deep pupils.

Mu Beiting's gaze was always on her small face, seeing that her face had improved a bit, and she was not as pale as before, so she looked away.

"You... why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, he pursed his thin lips lightly, without making a sound, and looked sideways out of the window.

He didn't know why he was here.

Could it be that he was too involved in the drama, that's why he took her away uncontrollably?

This really didn't seem like something Mu Beiting would do.

Thinking of it, Mu Beiting's face became a bit cold and severe, he didn't understand what kind of evil he had been possessed to do such a thing.

Su Xiangwan quietly looked at his side face, and when he saw that he didn't intend to speak, he also fell silent.

But he took her away directly, and the director didn't say a word. Could it be because of Mu Beiting's identity?

Just as Su Xiangwan was thinking wildly, the car slowly stopped at the door of her house.

Because she was renting a house next to the film and television city, it was very close and the drive was very short.

Mu Beiting got out of the car first, and Su Xiangwan was about to follow, but before one foot landed, he picked her up again by the waist, turned and went upstairs.

"Mu Beiting..."

Su Xiangwan is really a little confused now, he...why does he seem different today?

His embrace was warm, strong and firm.

Through the thin clothes, she could hear his strong heartbeat.

Su Xiangwan raised his eyes quietly, looking at his handsome face, his thin lips were pursed lightly, as if he was not very happy.

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After returning to the bedroom, Mu Beiting put Su Xiangwan on the sofa and wrapped her in a large blanket.

Then he took a bath towel, stood beside her, and carefully wiped her dripping hair gently.

Su Xiangwan looked up at him with clear eyes.

She thought it was Han Che who was hugging her just now, but she never thought it would be Mu Beiting.

Sensing her gaze, Mu Beiting's big hands paused slightly, and he stared coldly at her small face.

His eyes fell on her swollen little face, and he was slightly startled.

It was too dark just now, but he didn't see that her face was still wounded, and the corner of her mouth was also stained with bruises, which looked like she had been severely beaten.

His heart was inexplicably blocked, and he felt it was particularly annoying.

Unexpectedly, he slowly stretched out his big hand to land on the corner of her lips, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

Su Xiangwan stared at him and shook his head.

Mu Beiting withdrew his hand and said softly, "The medicine box."

Su Xiangwan still looked at him stupidly, without making a sound.

It wasn't until Mu Beiting turned around to find the medicine box in the room that Su Xiangwan came back to his senses, and quickly grabbed him and said, "Mu Beiting..."

He turned around, looked at her little hand holding him, and said nothing.

"These... are all fake."

Mu Beiting was slightly startled, and stood there silently.

Su Xiangwan said softly again: "I'm really not injured, I drew it for the sake of the plot..."

When Mu Beiting came back to his senses, his face was a little ugly.

Filming... filming!

In just a few minutes, he turned around and forgot that she was filming.