The Queen of Gossip

The smile on Su Jiuge's face dissipated quickly, his face was straightened, and his voice was cold and hard: "Who did you listen to?"

"It's nothing, Mom, you can rest." Su Wanqing stood up, turned around and said, "I'll go downstairs and buy you some food."

She knew that she couldn't ask anything.

After taking care of Su Jiuge in the hospital for a week, the attending doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital, but he had to rest at home for at least half a month.

A family of three came to the newly built mansion in Los Angeles, and lived a restless life.

Su Jiuge and Luo Mingxuan slept in separate rooms.

On the first day back in the house, they had a big fight over some inexplicable little things.

From that day on, Su Wanqing began to play an awkward role.

"Wan Qing, I just bought a set of tea leaves from the tea store. Go make a pot and give it to your father."

Su Wanqing fetched the tea set, took the tea leaves, and complained: "It's fun to drink tea together as a family, and my mother will come here too..."

"If you tell you to go, you will go. Have you stopped listening to your mother?"

"……All right."

Su Wanqing pursed her lips, walked to the living room with great reluctance, and made the tea fragrant in the room, feeling extremely aggrieved in her heart.

Luo Mingxuan suffered from jet lag in the past two days, maybe it was because he was nearly forty years old, he seemed to be quite lethargic.

After Su Wanqing made the tea, dragging the tea tray, she knocked on Luo Mingxuan's door.

"Who is it?" Luo Mingxuan's impatient sleepy sound came from inside the door, and he felt like getting up.

Su Wanqing paused when she knocked on the door, and said, "It's me, Dad, I brought you a new pot of tea, do you want to try it?"

As soon as Su Wanqing finished speaking, the next moment, the door of Luo Mingxuan's bedroom opened with a "creak". His eyes were sleepy, and when he saw her, he immediately revived.

"It's Qingqing, come in quickly."

Luo Mingxuan's room was a bit messy, like all men's rooms, there were things everywhere.

"Did Qingqing brew it for me?" Luo Mingxuan looked at her nervously, his eyes were full of expectation.

"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "Mom asked me to bring it."

The smile on Luo Mingxuan's handsome face widened, and he automatically ignored the words behind her. He casually brushed aside the documents on the table, took the tea tray, and put it on the table.

Su Wanqing was a little unaccustomed to his hospitality, pursed her lips, tensed all over, and poured a cup, like a little maid pouring tea.

Seeing that he was not moving, she sighed softly, her hands trembling slightly, she picked up the teacup and handed it to his lips: "Dad, please drink tea."

Luo Mingxuan's Adam's apple thumped up and down, took the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp, never leaving her eyes from the beginning to the end.

"It's delicious, and the taste is very fragrant." He commented and stared at her.

Su Wanqing was stared at by this kind of eyes, the hairs on her back stood on end, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at her toes.

"The tea has been delivered. Dad, please drink slowly. My... daughter is going back first."

After finishing speaking, she hurriedly turned around and fled. Every trace of air in this room was thick enough to suffocate her.

"Wait a minute."

Luo Mingxuan suddenly stretched out his big hand and grabbed her wrist. He held it so tightly that she couldn't break free at all.

"Pour me another glass," he demanded.

"Father!" She frowned and looked at him unkindly, "Mom is next door, don't be like this." The smile on Su Jiuge's face disappeared quickly, his face was straightened, and his voice was cold and hard: "Listen Who said that?"

"It's nothing, Mom, you can rest." Su Wanqing stood up, turned around and said, "I'll go downstairs and buy you some food."

She knew that she couldn't ask anything.

After taking care of Su Jiuge in the hospital for a week, the attending doctor said that he could be discharged from the hospital, but he had to rest at home for at least half a month.

A family of three came to the newly built mansion in Los Angeles, and lived a restless life.

Su Jiuge and Luo Mingxuan slept in separate rooms.

On the first day back in the house, they had a big fight over some inexplicable little things.

From that day on, Su Wanqing began to play an awkward role.

"Wan Qing, I just bought a set of tea leaves from the tea store. Go make a pot and give it to your father."

Su Wanqing fetched the tea set, took the tea leaves, and complained: "It's fun to drink tea together as a family, and my mother will come here too..."

"If you tell you to go, you will go. Have you stopped listening to your mother?"

"……All right."

Su Wanqing pursed her lips, walked to the living room with great reluctance, and made the tea fragrant in the room, feeling extremely aggrieved in her heart.

Luo Mingxuan suffered from jet lag in the past two days, maybe it was because he was nearly forty years old, he seemed to be quite lethargic.

After Su Wanqing made the tea, dragging the tea tray, she knocked on Luo Mingxuan's door.

"Who is it?" Luo Mingxuan's impatient sleepy sound came from inside the door, and he felt like getting up.

Su Wanqing paused when she knocked on the door, and said, "It's me, Dad, I brought you a new pot of tea, do you want to try it?"

As soon as Su Wanqing finished speaking, the next moment, the door of Luo Mingxuan's bedroom opened with a "creak". His eyes were sleepy, and when he saw her, he immediately revived.

"It's Qingqing, come in quickly."

Luo Mingxuan's room was a bit messy, like all men's rooms, there were things everywhere.

"Did Qingqing brew it for me?" Luo Mingxuan looked at her nervously, his eyes were full of expectation.

"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "Mom asked me to bring it."

The smile on Luo Mingxuan's handsome face widened, and he automatically ignored the words behind her. He casually brushed aside the documents on the table, took the tea tray, and put it on the table.

Su Wanqing was a little unaccustomed to his hospitality, pursed her lips, tensed all over, and poured a cup, like a little maid pouring tea.

Seeing that he was not moving, she sighed softly, her hands trembling slightly, she picked up the teacup and handed it to his lips: "Dad, please drink tea."

Luo Mingxuan's Adam's apple thumped up and down, took the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp, never leaving her eyes from the beginning to the end.

"It's delicious, and the taste is very fragrant." He commented and stared at her.

Su Wanqing was stared at by this kind of eyes, the hairs on her back stood on end, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at her toes.

"The tea has been delivered. Dad, please drink slowly. My... daughter is going back first."

After finishing speaking, she hurriedly turned around and fled. Every trace of air in this room was thick enough to suffocate her.

"Wait a minute."

Luo Mingxuan suddenly stretched out his big hand and grabbed her wrist. He held it so tightly that she couldn't break free at all.

"Pour me another glass," he demanded.

"Father!" She frowned and looked at him unkindly, "Mom is next door, don't be like this."