The Queen of Gossip

The red wine used for the wedding banquet was relatively high in alcohol content, and Su Wanqing let the high-purity alcohol numb her already overwhelmed nerves.Cup after cup.

When she finished the third cup and reached out to get the fourth cup, a strong but gentle big hand grabbed her slender wrist and stopped her behavior.

"Sister, you're drinking too much." Luo Xichen's ice-blue eyes contained a hint of pampering, and overbearingly snatched the wine glass from her hand.

He has been quietly watching her from the audience, watching her pretend to smile, watching her eyes cry silently, watching her hand over her mother to his father's hands.

In fact, the moment he saw who his father's bride was, Luo Xichen kept pressing his hand on the pistol he was carrying.Yes, he wanted to kill.

His nature is so arrogant, so uninhibited, with an aura of a king that destroys everything.

Luo Xichen is furious, and Luo Xichen is rational.

He knew that he was being tricked by his father. He knew that he loved Wan Qing, and he married Wan Qing's mother without even thinking about his own feelings.

This feeling of being betrayed by the most important relatives was something Luo Xichen could not bear.

But what if he smashed the scene out of control?

He Luo Xichen has become the biggest joke in this city before he has a foothold in X City!

What if he beat up the man he had always believed [-]% that should be called "Dad"?

The marriage that should be married still has to be married, and the elder sister that should be recognized still has to be recognized.

He saw her below - saw her look at the happy mother with an implicitly repressed pained look, and saw her with an extremely cold, mocking smile at Dad.

He understood her pain better than anyone else.

It was because of this that he couldn't be more panic-stricken, and he couldn't let anger control himself even more.

Yes, Luo Xichen, he is more calm than calm, more calm than calm, if even he can't keep himself at ease, how can he give her a sense of security when she is sad and frightened.

This is Luo Xichen, Luo Xichen's outlook on life, what Luo Xichen thinks of love.

The moment she heard him call her sister, Su Wanqing's heart twitched fiercely. She felt that reality was like a ruthless hand, slapped her hard when she was most ecstatic!

His name was correct. She was a month older than him, so he should have called his sister.

"Xichen." She had a stubborn and gentle smile on her face, looked at him with a mischievous look, and called out again, "Xichen."

With a cheerful tone and a smiling face, Luo Xichen looked at Su Wanqing, the corners of his lips raised a usual dazzling arc, and the gentleness in his ice blue eyes remained unabated, he nodded lightly, childishly. "Hmm" sounded.

Su Wanqing smiled, this time for real.

He is still him, nothing has changed.He is still her Xichen.

Luo Xichen stretched out his hand in a very gentlemanly manner and invited in an elegant aristocratic manner: "I wonder if I have the honor to invite a beautiful young lady to a dance."

In the dark colored glazed eyes like a fairy tale, the original clear color was restored. Su Wanqing happily put her small hand in Luo Xichen's big hand, letting him hold her and walk into the dance floor.