The Queen of Gossip

Su Wanqing couldn't hear the pointing of the crowd around her, the "cracking" shutter of the camera, and she couldn't hear the insults from the angry crowd.

She followed her into the ambulance, watched Mechelle enter the emergency room, sat on the bench outside the operating room, and waited silently.

Not long after, Luo Xichen, Luo Mingxuan, Su Jiuge, Ning Junyu, everyone who had a close relationship with Mechelle or had a relatively good relationship basically all came.

Among them were Mechelle's roommates who used to play together at parties. They looked angry and wanted to hit Su Wanqing when they saw Su Wanqing.

"You——Su Wanqing! You bitch, the whole city of X despises you, you actually killed the child in Mechelle's womb because of jealousy, you were farting at the press conference last time! You shameless filth woman!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Luo Xichen and Luo Mingxuan let out low growls of displeasure together.

Luo Xichen was even more straightforward, kicking out several of Mechelle's roommates.

Ning Junyu kept his expression low, walked to Su Wanqing's side, and said, "Wanqing, why are you doing this?"

Su Wanqing suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened in surprise: "Brother Junyu, you don't even believe me?"

Ning Junyu frowned, and said: "So many people watched, there were monitors, and passers-by took street photos and made a video. Now the video has been posted on the Internet, and it spread like crazy."

Su Wanqing gritted her teeth, not knowing what to say, she just stared at Ning Junyu fiercely, feeling that he was so strange for the first time.

"Anyone with long eyes can tell that it was the two of you who were tearing apart, and then you pushed her down the stairs, and you were the one who held her down in the end, Wan Qing, it's not that I don't believe you, but the fact over there."

Su Wanqing stood up, did not look at him again, but went straight out of the corridor outside the emergency room, and sat quietly in an empty corner of the hospital.

After a while, a tall figure covered her body.

Su Wanqing raised her head and saw Luo Xichen without any surprise.

"Xichen—" she called him, her voice full of grievances.

Luo Xichen opened his arms, held her in his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and said: "Anyone who has known Mechelle for a long time knows her temper, as long as it is what she wants, she will definitely do whatever she can. to get it, no matter how extreme or despicable it is.”

She stretched out her upper arm and hugged his narrow waist, her nose sore, and her shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"Don't cry, Wan Qing, we can survive any kind of storm." Luo Xichen comforted her while stroking her hair, "Now is not the time to cry, you have to be strong to face those storms." Malicious news cannot be defeated by them."

Su Wanqing did not speak the whole time, but hugged Luo Xichen's waist tightly, and buried her head in his chest.

After emergency rescue, Mechelle finally came out of the operating room. When she came out, she was awake with a drip bottle in her hand.

She looked at Su Wanqing and Luo Xichen who were standing beside the hospital bed, although her face was bloodless, the smile in her eyes remained undiminished.

"I'll see how you are still together this time." Mechelle put a smile on her face, and put her hand on her belly, "The child is gone, it's all your fault, sister." Su Wanqing couldn't hear the crowd's pointing Pointing, you can't hear the "cracking" shutter sound of the camera, and you can't hear the abuse of the angry crowd.

She followed her into the ambulance, watched Mechelle enter the emergency room, sat on the bench outside the operating room, and waited silently.

Not long after, Luo Xichen, Luo Mingxuan, Su Jiuge, Ning Junyu, everyone who had a close relationship with Mechelle or had a relatively good relationship basically all came.

Among them were Mechelle's roommates who used to play together at parties. They looked angry and wanted to hit Su Wanqing when they saw Su Wanqing.

"You——Su Wanqing! You bitch, the whole city of X despises you, you actually killed the child in Mechelle's womb because of jealousy, you were farting at the press conference last time! You shameless filth woman!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Luo Xichen and Luo Mingxuan let out low growls of displeasure together.

Luo Xichen was even more straightforward, kicking out several of Mechelle's roommates.

Ning Junyu kept his expression low, walked to Su Wanqing's side, and said, "Wanqing, why are you doing this?"

Su Wanqing suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened in surprise: "Brother Junyu, you don't even believe me?"

Ning Junyu frowned, and said: "So many people watched, there were monitors, and passers-by took street photos and made a video. Now the video has been posted on the Internet, and it spread like crazy."

Su Wanqing gritted her teeth, not knowing what to say, she just stared at Ning Junyu fiercely, feeling that he was so strange for the first time.

"Anyone with long eyes can tell that it was the two of you who were tearing apart, and then you pushed her down the stairs, and you were the one who held her down in the end, Wan Qing, it's not that I don't believe you, but the fact over there."

Su Wanqing stood up, did not look at him again, but went straight out of the corridor outside the emergency room, and sat quietly in an empty corner of the hospital.

After a while, a tall figure covered her body.

Su Wanqing raised her head and saw Luo Xichen without any surprise.

"Xichen—" she called him, her voice full of grievances.

Luo Xichen opened his arms, held her in his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and said: "Anyone who has known Mechelle for a long time knows her temper, as long as it is what she wants, she will definitely do whatever she can. to get it, no matter how extreme or despicable it is.”

She stretched out her upper arm and hugged his narrow waist, her nose sore, and her shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"Don't cry, Wan Qing, we can survive any kind of storm." Luo Xichen comforted her while stroking her hair, "Now is not the time to cry, you have to be strong to face those storms." Malicious news cannot be defeated by them."

Su Wanqing did not speak the whole time, but hugged Luo Xichen's waist tightly, and buried her head in his chest.

After emergency rescue, Mechelle finally came out of the operating room. When she came out, she was awake with a drip bottle in her hand.

She looked at Su Wanqing and Luo Xichen who were standing beside the hospital bed, although her face was bloodless, the smile in her eyes remained undiminished.

"I'll see how you guys are still together this time." Mechelle put a smile on her face and put her hand on her stomach, "The child is gone, it's all your fault, sister."