The Queen of Gossip

"You are back." Luo Mingxuan sat on the sofa in the living room, his eyes were as wide as the deep sea, quietly staring at his pair of children.

"Dad." Luo Xichen nodded.

Luo Mingxuan snorted softly: "You still know to come back?"

Luo Xichen smiled dazzlingly, and said in a clear voice, "Wanqing is back, so I will come back naturally."

"Aside from her, is there nothing in this family that you can miss?" Luo Mingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gestures exuded a sharp edge.

"Yes." Luo Xichen replied very simply, "Dad, you make me miss you too, but we don't get along well. Seeing each other is worse than seeing each other."

Luo Mingxuan's eyes flashed a trace of sarcasm, and he drifted to Su Wanqing, and said with a sneer: "A woman like you who caused father and son to quarrel, in ancient times, she would be immersed in a pig cage."

Su Wanqing's hands and feet were slightly cold, but with a calm smile on her face, she said, "Dad, don't you know that there is a saying called scourge for thousands of years?"

Luo Mingxuan raised his head and laughed, stood up, walked in front of Su Wanqing, gave her a big hug, and said in a voice full of joy, "Welcome the scourge home."

Su Wanqing was startled, and instinctively wanted to escape, but Luo Mingxuan's arms were very powerful, tightly wrapping her around her.

What made her feel guilty the most was that he actually hugged her in front of Xichen.

Turning his eyes to Luo Xichen, his expression didn't seem to change much, he just regarded this as a polite hug from his father to welcome his daughter back.

The mood is very complicated, Su Wanqing is extremely depressed.

"Let's talk, I'm very tired today, I'm going back to my room to rest first." Sandwiched between the father and son, every second is a torment.

Su Wanqing trotted upstairs all the way, as if fleeing, without saying goodnight to any of them.

Luo Mingxuan's deep sea-like eyes were locked on her back, and the corners of his lips curled up into a faint arc.She panicked, she cared.

Luo Xichen's eyes fell on Luo Mingxuan's left ear, and he asked in surprise, "Dad also wears earrings?"

"Why, I can't wear it?" Luo Mingxuan looked at his son.

Luo Xichen shrugged, lying lazily half on the sofa like a boneless man, squeezed a strawberry, and threw it in his mouth.

"I didn't expect my father to be so fashionable. Wearing earrings and so on are all things for young people."

Luo Mingxuan's face suddenly sank, his voice was like ice slag: "You want to say that I am old?"

The air in the living room froze instantly, and it was chilly.

He couldn't accept it, couldn't accept his son showing off his youthful capital to him!

This is his only weakness when facing Qingqing, this is his rebellious scale, his rebellious bone, and his Achilles heel.

Luo Xichen also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. His son said that his father was old, which seemed a little unfilial.

"I made a slip of the tongue. Dad is not yet forty. He is an upright man. How can he be old?" Luo Xichen sat up straight, his eyes still on the sapphire earring, "but dad, your ears seem like Inflammation, let me help you deal with it."

"No need!" Luo Mingxuan refused sharply.

"But... it's already swollen." He didn't understand why his father's reaction was so intense.

Luo Mingxuan's eyes fell on the fruit plate, he didn't move, his voice softened: "Qingqing will help me deal with it."

"But Wan Qing went upstairs to rest."

"Then wait until tomorrow." Luo Mingxuan cut off his words, leaving no room for discussion.