The Queen of Gossip

"Die casually, isn't it too cheap for her?" The corner of Tuo's lips curled up in a cruel arc, "Disfigurement is just the beginning."

Su Wanqing didn't say much, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.Although she had only been in the Andrew family's castle for a month, that woman had tripped her up no less than a hundred times.

"Let this girl stay with me first. If you have time, come and see her." Su Wanqing put down the coffee cup and said with a smile, "Don't worry about Xichen, leave it to me."

"You called him—Xichen?" Tuo curled his lips suspiciously, as if a little unhappy, "Didn't you call him Mr. Luo before?"

Su Wanqing's expression froze, her expression a little unnatural.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Today evening, he took me to the underground colosseum of Andrew's house, and then fought a match with the boxing champion there, and he won." Su Wanqing's voice was a little confused.

Tuo's voice was a bit sour: "He won, you think he is very majestic, so you like him?"

"It's not like this." Saying that, Su Wanqing took the bag from the table and began to rummage through it.

"It's not like this. What's so great about winning a boxing champion, I can win too." Tuoman muttered unhappily.

"The key is that after Xichen won, he got something and gave it to me." Su Wanqing took out a platinum pink diamond cross pendant with a happy face, pulled the chain, and hung it in mid-air, "Does it look good?"

Taku's eyes were also attracted by the pendant, but only for a moment.

"It's just a piece of jewelry, I can give you even better ones." Someone snorted rather disdainfully.

"That's not the problem." Su Wanqing's eyes suddenly softened when she looked at the platinum pink diamond cross pendant, "I always feel that this thing seems to be mine in the first place. What happened in the underground arena this evening, It seems to have happened a long time ago."

Tuo's eyes became confused: "I don't quite understand."

But at this moment, in a huge room of this ancient castle, countless heads gathered in the dark, and the one standing on top was the disheveled Luo Xichen, who seemed quite unhappy.

"Didn't I tell you? After I win the battle, when I stand next to Wan Qing, you all have to shout 'Baciare' in unison?" Luo Xichen reprimanded him coldly, "Why is the voice sparse? , not high-pitched at all, no atmosphere at all? Haven't you all eaten!"

The black crowd lowered their heads in unison, and the person in charge of the underground arena was sweating coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Leader, this subordinate is ineffective, and this subordinate knows it is wrong."

Luo Xichen snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the old boxing champion who was over 40 years old, and he said sharply: "Why did your skills suddenly become so bad? It's so different from ten years ago, it hurts me to beat you!" No passion at all, no fun, nothing to watch!"

The old boxing champion, who was covered in wounds and bandages all over his body, looked at Luo Xichen bitterly with a mournful face, and said, "My lord, I have retired for eight years, and you insisted on getting me out to accompany you There's nothing I can do about it, you're killing me."