The Queen of Gossip

"It's nothing..." Su Wanqing lowered her head, not looking into Luo Xichen's eyes.

How do you want her to explain, how to tell him?

Said she didn't like it when he did to Mechelle what he did to Mechelle?

It's too hard to say.

"I don't believe it's nothing!" Luo Xichen supported Su Wanqing's shoulders, unwillingness and stubbornness shone in his icy blue eyes.

Su Wanqing evaded his restraint, stood up slowly, zipped up and straightened her clothes indifferently.

"I say nothing is nothing. I have to go back."

She turned to open the door, leaving him with a cold back.

Luo Xichen pursed his lips tightly, and slammed his fist on the door, making a heavy muffled sound.

When Su Wanqing returned to the hall, she happened to see Shu Yu and Luo Mingxuan toasting and chatting.

"Mr. Luo, we have a happy cooperation."

"Mrs. Bo, cheers."

Judging from the situation of the two of them, the business matters should have been settled.

"Wan Qing, you're back. I was just wondering where you went?" Shu Yu saw her at a glance, smiled gently, and looked in a good mood.

"Oh, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I went to the bathroom for a while." Su Wanqing smiled, but the smile didn't spread to her lonely eyes.

"Uncomfortable?" Luo Mingxuan's tone was a little nervous, walked over, held her shoulders, and asked, "What happened? Do you want me to take you back?"

Su Wanqing pushed away Luo Mingxuan's restraint calmly, and said in a somewhat embarrassing tone, "No, it's nothing, all girls have problems, dad, don't ask too much."

When Shu Yu saw this, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward and said: "Mr. Luo, the girl's family is just that kind of thing, why don't I take Wan Qing to the private room to rest, they are all women, It’s easier to talk.”

Luo Mingxuan was silent for a while, then nodded randomly: "...that's fine."

Just like that, Su Wanqing followed Shu Yu to a VIP box upstairs.

"Mrs. Bo, thank you very much. I'm fine. It's nothing." Su Wanqing didn't know how to thank this woman who repeatedly helped her out.

Shu Yu took out something from her bag and handed it over: "Do you want to use the aunt's towel?"

Su Wanqing froze for a moment, then shook her head helplessly: "No need."

A flash of understanding flashed across Shu Yu's eyes, and he came to Su Wanqing's side, poured a cup of hot coffee, and handed it to her.

"Hot things will make you feel better after drinking."

"...not because of this."

She doesn't really think that she is not feeling well because of her aunt's arrival, does she?

Shu Yu patted her on the shoulder: "I don't think it's because of this, Wan Qing, did you have a very unhappy life at Luo's house?"

Su Wanqing grasped the cup tightly, without nodding or shaking her head.

"If you don't want to live with your stepfather, you can come to me, I think I can help you." Shu Yu sighed softly.

Su Wanqing understands that nothing can escape the eyes of this smart woman.

"I can't bear to live under the same roof with such a father and son." Su Wanqing looked at Shu Yu, eyes full of grievances.

I don't know why, when I saw her, I felt a desire to talk to her.

Distress flashed across Shu Yu's face, he hugged her, patted her on the back lightly like a mother, and comforted her: "Actually, I've always wanted to have a daughter like you, Wan Qing, what's wrong with you?" You can tell me anything."