The Queen of Gossip

Correspondingly, on the computer screen, in the Chinese translation dialog box that occupies at least one-third of the screen, the same characters keep flashing——

"I love her. She's my wife."

"I love her. She's my wife."

"I love her. She's my wife."

……

I don't know how much time has passed, Su Wanqing's face has a faint smile, and the colorful glazed black eyes like a dream reflect the gorgeous colors.As if stunned, she sat on the soft chair, turned up the volume of her phone to the maximum, and played it over and over again.

Her ears greedily listened to his gentle and affectionate voice, and her eyes stared hungrily at the words on the screen, as if they were the supreme mantra bestowed by the Lord.

1 minute, 2 minutes, an hour, two hours.She just kept smiling and sitting stupidly, until her eyes were swollen and painful due to the light from the computer screen, and she was finally willing to look away.

She always thought that he always avoided dodging about his fiancée Mechelle, but she didn't think that he had made some kind of oath to her in a very natural way when she didn't know it.

Looking back now, he has never said love, or even seldom said that he liked it, but he has constantly practiced the motto of love with his own actions.

It must be because the light from the computer screen is too stimulating, and she can't control her tears.

Su Wanqing's lips curled into a smile, and she wiped the tears from her cheeks with her backhand.

She found the USB cable of her mobile phone, uploaded the recording to the network disk, and selected the permanent save option.

Before going to bed at night, Wan Qing originally wanted to call Luo Xichen, but after thinking about it, she held back.In the end it was just a good night text.

His love does not need to be declared, but it will be put into action.

Therefore, she will not be noisy when touched by this quiet and profound love.

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The non-stop flight from Rome to City X started to take off at 06:30 in the morning, so Su Wanqing, Chu Zihan, Xiao Yan, the planning team and filming crew got up before dawn.

When Su Wanqing went downstairs with everyone, she had already seen Luo Xichen sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor of the Milan Townhouse Galleria Hotel.

Luo Xichen and they were on the same flight, so it was more convenient to travel together.

Along the way, Luo Xichen sat down with Su Wanqing as a matter of course, talking and laughing without shyness, and the situation was very intimate.

Although all the people who traveled with them saw it in their eyes, they basically chose to turn a blind eye.

One is the prince of the SRTWR entertainment empire, the other is a newcomer that SRTWR has championed this year, and the ambiguous relationship of the previous generation is unclear. No one can talk about these two.

However, in every group of people, there will always be some smart people.

Chu Zihan's face was cold all the time, and he was cold-faced to everyone who took the initiative to talk to him, even Chu Hong, who had been by his side day and night and took good care of him.

As for Tang Niange, he kept his eyes slanted and glanced in the direction of Su Wanqing and Luo Xichen from time to time.

At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed at the airport in X City on time. Luo Xichen helped Su Wanqing carry the few salutes and got off the plane together.