The Queen of Gossip

It takes 20 hours to fly from City X in China to Los Angeles, USA. Su Wanqing and Luo Mingxuan are sitting next to each other in the first class.

Su Wanqing was sitting by the window, and when he was driving over the Pacific Ocean, there was lightning, thunder, and heavy rain.Looking at it from this position, many clouds collided together, creating a shiny spectacle, which was extremely spectacular.

It was night, and even though she was very tired, she couldn't fall asleep even if she put on a blindfold because she was worried about her mother.

"Qingqing, are you feeling unwell?" Luo Mingxuan asked worriedly seeing her tossing and turning on the soft seat, looking very uneasy.

"No." Su Wanqing shook her head, but the worry between her brows became more and more serious.

"Since you can't sleep, let's chat." Luo Mingxuan raised his hand, summoned the stewardess, and ordered two glasses of Blue Mountain, one warm for her, and one with ice for himself.

Su Wanqing didn't answer, took a sip, but thought in her heart that she had nothing to say to the man in front of her.

"I heard——you are living with Xichen."

Luo Mingxuan held the iced coffee cup in his hand, but there was a fire hidden in his eyes, and he looked at her intently, as if he wanted to burn her out of a hole.

"You are so young, you are not yet 20 years old, and you have done such a thing, don't you feel ashamed?"

Su Wanqing's hands trembled slightly, her heart tightened, and she pursed her lips tightly.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Did Xichen and I do anything shameful?"

Luo Mingxuan sneered: "You guys know what you've done. Qingqing, you just had a series of vicious scandals, and it's only been so long. Are you unwilling to be lonely?"

His mouth was vicious, and poison was hidden in his heart. The poison soaked into his internal organs, almost making him breathless.

In the face of Jiejie's questioning, Su Wanqing was surprisingly calm, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and even her voice became more and more indifferent: "I and Xichen really love each other, and I don't think there is anything wrong with me."

Her words stimulated him deeply, causing the muscles on his face to convulse a little. He lowered his voice and whispered fiercely in her ear: "You are incest! Qingqing, don't provoke me, you know, I love you."

"You love me?" Su Wanqing raised her head, only thinking it was funny.

Facing her questioning tone, Luo Mingxuan nodded solemnly: "Of course."

Su Wanqing stared at her, the corners of her lips curled slightly, the sarcasm in her eyes was unmistakable, and she said in a deep voice, "Dad, you love the girl in the photo, right?"

Luo Mingxuan's expression froze, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes, which were as vast as the deep sea, also shrank.

"Don't talk nonsense, you are the only one I love."

Su Wanqing didn't believe him at all, her clear black pupils became clearer and clearer: "Father, I remember you once told me that you fell in love with me when you first saw me."

"Hehe, isn't it ridiculous? I was 14 years old that year. You just saw the phantom of the girl in the photo on me. I look too much like her, don't I?"

She pressed him, refusing to give in or allow him to dodge, eager to know the answer.

Luo Mingxuan took a big sip of iced coffee, the cold touch made him calm down, and his eyes returned to their former sharp edge.

"Qingqing, you are only 19 years old, at the age of fantasy, if you say something that doesn't matter, I don't care about it with you."

"What we're discussing now is your cohabitation with Xichen, and it has nothing to do with that photo." He tried to turn the topic of deviation back.It takes 20 hours to fly from City X in China to Los Angeles, USA. Su Wanqing and Luo Mingxuan are sitting next to each other in the first class.

Su Wanqing was sitting by the window, and when he was driving over the Pacific Ocean, there was lightning, thunder, and heavy rain.Looking at it from this position, many clouds collided together, creating a shiny spectacle, which was extremely spectacular.

It was night, and even though she was very tired, she couldn't fall asleep even if she put on a blindfold because she was worried about her mother.

"Qingqing, are you feeling unwell?" Luo Mingxuan asked worriedly seeing her tossing and turning on the soft seat, looking very uneasy.

"No." Su Wanqing shook her head, but the worry between her brows became more and more serious.

"Since you can't sleep, let's chat." Luo Mingxuan raised his hand, summoned the stewardess, and ordered two glasses of Blue Mountain, one warm for her, and one with ice for himself.

Su Wanqing didn't answer, took a sip, but thought in her heart that she had nothing to say to the man in front of her.

"I heard——you are living with Xichen."

Luo Mingxuan held the iced coffee cup in his hand, but there was a fire hidden in his eyes, and he looked at her intently, as if he wanted to burn her out of a hole.

"You are so young, you are not yet 20 years old, and you have done such a thing, don't you feel ashamed?"

Su Wanqing's hands trembled slightly, her heart tightened, and she pursed her lips tightly.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Did Xichen and I do anything shameful?"

Luo Mingxuan sneered: "You guys know what you've done. Qingqing, you just had a series of vicious scandals, and it's only been so long. Are you unwilling to be lonely?"

His mouth was vicious, and poison was hidden in his heart. The poison soaked into his internal organs, almost making him breathless.

In the face of Jiejie's questioning, Su Wanqing was surprisingly calm, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and even her voice became more and more indifferent: "I and Xichen really love each other, and I don't think there is anything wrong with me."

Her words stimulated him deeply, causing the muscles on his face to convulse a little. He lowered his voice and whispered fiercely in her ear: "You are incest! Qingqing, don't provoke me, you know, I love you."

"You love me?" Su Wanqing raised her head, only thinking it was funny.

Facing her questioning tone, Luo Mingxuan nodded solemnly: "Of course."

Su Wanqing stared at her, the corners of her lips curled slightly, the sarcasm in her eyes was unmistakable, and she said in a deep voice, "Dad, you love the girl in the photo, right?"

Luo Mingxuan's expression froze, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes, which were as vast as the deep sea, also shrank.

"Don't talk nonsense, you are the only one I love."

Su Wanqing didn't believe him at all, her clear black pupils became clearer and clearer: "Father, I remember you once told me that you fell in love with me when you first saw me."

"Hehe, isn't it ridiculous? I was 14 years old that year. You just saw the phantom of the girl in the photo on me. I look too much like her, don't I?"

She pressed him, refusing to give in or allow him to dodge, eager to know the answer.

Luo Mingxuan took a big sip of iced coffee, the cold touch made him calm down, and his eyes returned to their former sharp edge.

"Qingqing, you are only 19 years old, at the age of fantasy, if you say something that doesn't matter, I don't care about it with you."

"What we're discussing now is your cohabitation with Xichen, and it has nothing to do with that photo." He tried to turn the topic of deviation back.