The Queen of Gossip

Luo Xichen stretched out his long arms, embraced her slender waist possessively, and announced: "We have sworn oaths to each other in the church just now, and from now on, you will be my wife!"

"Young master, young mistress." At this time, a woman in her 40s stepped forward respectfully and bowed.

Su Wanqing was taken aback by this title, and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, I'm not!"

"Aunt Yan, don't take it to heart, Wanqing is just shy." Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing's slender arm even harder, not allowing her to struggle, and then stretched out the other hand , flicked her eyebrows lightly.

"Wan Qing, this is Aunt Yan, one of my own."

"The young mistress and the young master are really a good match." Aunt Yan had a kind smile on her face, showing sincerity.

Su Wanqing blushed, her ears turned red, she was at a loss for Aunt Yan's enthusiasm.

"I made Aunt Yan laugh, Xichen and I..."

She wanted to say that she and Xichen were not married yet, but Luo Xichen quickly cut her off and said, "Aunt Yan, today is an important day for me and Wan Qing, go and prepare a table of wine and food, make it rich, and celebrate it .”

"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Yan looked at the pair of Bi people, said hello three times in a row, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile on her face.

Su Wanqing looked at Luo Xichen, her cherry lips moved slightly, trying to say something.

"I know what you want to say, don't move, don't say it! You swore the oath in the church today, and you will be my wife for the rest of your life. I not only remember it, but also record it, just in case you won't admit it."

A cunning flashed across Luo Xichen's eyes, he shook the phone and pressed the broadcast button.

Su Wanqing heard her own voice coming out of the phone, full of affection: "I, Wanqing, in the presence of God, take you, Lucifer, to be my husband..."

Yes, she was powerless to refute.This sweet powerlessness almost drowned herself.

"Oh, by the way, young master, today a Mr. Luo sent a housewarming gift. The thing was a bit weird, so I asked them to carry it to the empty room on the west side." When Aunt Yan was cooking , suddenly stretched out a head from the kitchen and shouted.

"Mr. Luo?" Luo Xichen was taken aback, his brows slightly frowned.

The smile on Su Wanqing's face also disappeared, and she asked, "Is it Dad? I can't think of anyone else."

"Go and see."

With a sullen face, Luo Xichen pushed away the larger empty room to the west. This room was originally intended to be used as a storage room, but now a third of the space is occupied by a huge vase.

The bottle is two or three meters high, the thickness of five people hugging each other, and the complicated patterns are painted with colored glaze. The body of the bottle is very fat. Although the price is expensive, it looks very clumsy and is out of tune with the theme of the whole room.

"It's so big!" Su Wanqing exclaimed, frowning slightly, "How could Dad give such a tasteless thing? And it's not suitable to put it in the house."

Luo Xichen snorted coldly, and said, "He's reminding me that my house is still too small to fit such a big decoration, and my property is less than one-tenth of his."

Su Wanqing's face turned pale. After thinking about it for a while, she felt that this was indeed something a man with Luo Mingxuan's character would do. Luo Xichen stretched out his long arms, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist possessively. , announced: "We have sworn oaths to each other in the church just now, and from now on, you will be my wife!"

"Young master, young mistress." At this time, a woman in her 40s stepped forward respectfully and bowed.

Su Wanqing was taken aback by this title, and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, I'm not!"

"Aunt Yan, don't take it to heart, Wanqing is just shy." Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing's slender arm even harder, not allowing her to struggle, and then stretched out the other hand , flicked her eyebrows lightly.

"Wan Qing, this is Aunt Yan, one of my own."

"The young mistress and the young master are really a good match." Aunt Yan had a kind smile on her face, showing sincerity.

Su Wanqing blushed, her ears turned red, she was at a loss for Aunt Yan's enthusiasm.

"I made Aunt Yan laugh, Xichen and I..."

She wanted to say that she and Xichen were not married yet, but Luo Xichen quickly cut her off and said, "Aunt Yan, today is an important day for me and Wan Qing, go and prepare a table of wine and food, make it rich, and celebrate it .”

"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Yan looked at the pair of Bi people, said hello three times in a row, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile on her face.

Su Wanqing looked at Luo Xichen, her cherry lips moved slightly, trying to say something.

"I know what you want to say, don't move, don't say it! You swore the oath in the church today, and you will be my wife for the rest of your life. I not only remember it, but also record it, just in case you won't admit it."

A cunning flashed across Luo Xichen's eyes, he shook the phone and pressed the broadcast button.

Su Wanqing heard her own voice coming out of the phone, full of affection: "I, Wanqing, in the presence of God, take you, Lucifer, to be my husband..."

Yes, she was powerless to refute.This sweet powerlessness almost drowned herself.

"Oh, by the way, young master, today a Mr. Luo sent a housewarming gift. The thing was a bit weird, so I asked them to carry it to the empty room on the west side." When Aunt Yan was cooking , suddenly stretched out a head from the kitchen and shouted.

"Mr. Luo?" Luo Xichen was taken aback, his brows slightly frowned.

The smile on Su Wanqing's face also disappeared, and she asked, "Is it Dad? I can't think of anyone else."

"Go and see."

With a sullen face, Luo Xichen pushed away the larger empty room to the west. This room was originally intended to be used as a storage room, but now a third of the space is occupied by a huge vase.

The bottle is two or three meters high, the thickness of five people hugging each other, and the complicated patterns are painted with colored glaze. The body of the bottle is very fat. Although the price is expensive, it looks very clumsy and is out of tune with the theme of the whole room.

"It's so big!" Su Wanqing exclaimed, frowning slightly, "How could Dad give such a tasteless thing? And it's not suitable to put it in the house."

Luo Xichen snorted coldly, and said, "He's reminding me that my house is still too small to fit such a big decoration, and my property is less than one-tenth of his."

Su Wanqing's face turned pale, and after thinking for a while, she felt that this was indeed something a man with Luo Mingxuan's personality would do.