The Queen of Gossip

"He drank too much tonight and vomited badly, so I sent him home, don't worry, I'm here, there's no problem."

"..." Su Wanqing fell into silence.

"Sister, what do you want from him? When he wakes up, I will ask him to call you back."

Su Wanqing couldn't help but wanted to shrink back, but the words Shu Yu had said to her appeared in her mind, and her flustered expression calmed down.

"No, I'll go see him right away, and I hope you've left before I get there."

"Why should I leave? He is my fiance and I have the right to take care of him." Mechelle's voice was full of grievances.

Su Wanqing sneered: "Fiance? He's mine. You've already broken up. Do you understand?"

After speaking, she hung up the phone.

After experiencing so many things tonight, Su Wanqing's mood has also undergone a huge change.

Luo Mingxuan has lost his mind and started to use force on her, what could be worse than now?

Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to fight boldly.

Su Wanqing got out of the car, broke into the rain curtain, entered the high-end apartment complex with her whole body soaked, took out the key from her bag, and opened the door of Luo Xichen's apartment.

Standing in front of the bedroom door, Su Wanqing heard the sound of arguing coming from inside.

"Mechelle, you go back, thank you for sending me back."

"No, you vomit so badly, even with brown vomit, it's stomach bleeding, I can't leave you here alone."

"Mechelle, we've broken up!"

"I'll go and see if you have anything to eat in your refrigerator, and I'll help you make some side dishes and clear porridge. I heard that Chinese people like to eat these..."

"Mechelle, that's enough!"

"You don't like it? Then I'd better go out to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and cook western food for you."

"...Can't I go out, you stay here."

The door of the bedroom "clicked". Luo Xichen was wearing pajamas, with disheveled hair and a haggard face, and pushed the door open, just in time to see Su Wanqing standing at the door.

"Miss Wan? Why are you here?"

"Why are you soaked all over? It's already winter, how can you make yourself like this!"

Luo Xichen hugged Su Wanqing in his arms with an anxious expression on his face, passed on his body temperature to her, then took out a dry wide bath towel from the cabinet beside her, and wrapped it around her body.

"Sit down first, wipe it off, and I'll get the hair dryer in the bathroom."

The moment Luo Xichen turned around, he saw Mechelle standing with a cold face. She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were like knives, and she fell on the trembling Su Wanqing.

"What are you still standing here for, why don't you leave?" Luo Xichen glanced at her lightly, his voice clearly displeased.

Mechelle lowered her head, picked up her handbag, with water in the corner of her eyes, turned and slammed the door away.

Only Su Wanqing and Luo Xichen were left in the room.

He found out a large long shirt and handed it to her, saying: "Go take a hot bath, I've already put the water in."

Su Wanqing took it and nodded.

Soaking in the bathtub, the slight warmth seeped into her cold skin, and she couldn't help sighing in enjoyment because of the comfort.

After a brief suction, she put on Luo Xichen's elongated shirt, which was just two inches below her hips.

After drying her wet hair, she stood in front of him shyly, barefoot, showing two smooth and slender legs.

The hickey made by Luo Mingxuan on her neck was vivid, and it looked a little shocking. She raised her collar, but she still couldn't completely cover it up.