The Queen of Gossip

"I've been waiting for a while, this is the Hennessy Richard that this lady ordered just now, thank you, because it is the 'Louis XIII' collector's edition, a total of [-]!"

The urban men immediately stood up in fright, their faces turning pale.

"Young people nowadays are really rich, and they can sell tens of thousands of dollars. Miss, you are really blessed. I am the store manager here. It is rare for a customer to order this bottle of treasure of the store, so I will deliver it myself."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just remembered that I have something to do..."

"Miss, I'm sorry, the boss of the company called me, let's go first..."

Almost instantly, Hennessy Richard's lethality swept across the spot, and the flies retreated.

"Brother Junyu, don't be joking. I never order strong foreign wine like Henshiny, let alone the 'Louis XIII' collector's edition. Daddy will probably stop my secondary card directly."

Mechelle smiled helplessly, raised her slightly drunken eyes, and her hazy blue eyes happened to meet Ning Junyu's handsome smiling face.

"You are underage, go back quickly, I will not hang up for you alone, the bar is not suitable for you." Ning Junyu started to chase people away.

Mechelle sat on the chair with her head slightly lowered, not moving.

"I heard from Shu Rongrong that Sister Wanqing often comes to this bar of Brother Junyu, and I want to see her." Mechelle gritted her teeth, her voice was gloomy, "I won't go back until I see her!"

Ning Junyu stood there in surprise, watching her quietly.

Mechelle picked up another glass of wine and downed it in one gulp. At the end, she hiccupped, her body was a little staggered.

"I called Sister Wanqing, but the phone was always turned off. I called Uncle Luo. Uncle Luo said he didn't know. When I called the Luo family villa, her mother only said that she went out to play with her classmates. Damn—"

"Stop drinking—" Ning Junyu snatched Mechelle's glass with some concern, "What happened? Why are you so eager to find Wan Qing?"

Mechelle raised her head, her green eyes were covered with twilight, and she looked at Ning Junyu helplessly. After a while, she lowered her head in frustration again, resting her right hand on her forehead, her long golden curly hair drooping down, Covered half of his face.

"Lucifer...Lucifer, he broke up with me..." Tears slid down the pointed chin and dripped into the crystal clear wine.

"He said he doesn't love me anymore, he doesn't want to marry me, and he wants to be with Sister Wanqing..." She began to sob, so pitifully, "Such a thing... how could such a thing happen?"

"Woo... I can't accept it, I can't accept it anyway, from the moment I became sensible, I knew that I would be Lucifer's wife in the future, this is the meaning of my life, I..."

At the end, Mechelle was sobbing, she fell on Ning Junyu's shoulder and cried loudly.

This was the first time she really cried after she broke up with her lovelorn, and she cried thoroughly and happily.

Ning Junyu clenched his fists secretly, his eyes overflowed with a cold light, the muscles on his face trembled faintly, and his voice was full of haze: "I won't accept it either!"

Mechelle raised her head in surprise, and looked at Ning Junyu with a hint of hope in her eyes covered with water, her lonely heart found her belonging for the first time.

Ning Junyu turned around, not wanting anyone to see his hideous expression.

"No one will accept this kind of thing. Neither of them will agree!"

"Brother Junyu..."

"Mechelle, stop drinking, I'll take you home."

When Ning Junyu turned his head, the usual smile returned to Qingjun's face, but that smile seemed to be different.