The Queen of Gossip

She knew that she must be crazy.

"You're back! Great, you're finally back!" Mechelle ran to Luo Xichen and hugged him with a surprised expression, "I knew you wouldn't leave me!"

Luo Xichen felt his throat hoarse, as if something was blocked: "Are you still waiting for me?"

Mechelle nodded happily, and rubbed against his neck coquettishly, and said, "I don't feel at ease seeing you, you haven't answered my calls all this time, and sister Wan Qing doesn't even know your whereabouts."

Hearing the word "Wan Qing", Luo Xichen seemed to be stung by a scorpion, his face turned pale, and he pushed Mechelle away, his surprised expression disappeared, and his ice blue eyes returned to coldness.

"It's late at night, go back to sleep, dear,"

Seeing Luo Xichen's sudden indifference, Mechelle couldn't balance the sudden gap. She followed behind him, staring straight at his silhouette with complicated eyes.

Luo Xichen sent Mechelle back to the room, turned around to leave, but was grabbed by a pair of soft little hands by the wrist.

Mechelle's eyes were very stubborn, she looked at him fixedly, and said, "Lucifer, am I annoying?"

Luo Xichen smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and his voice was full of tiredness: "How come, the whole Italian high society knows that Miss Mechelle is a lovely girl."

Mechelle was no fool, it was impossible not to hear the perfunctory in his voice.

"Lucifer!" She called out his back that was eager to leave, and said in a deep voice, "If you let me know that you have another woman, even if you become a person you hate, I will hold you tightly and desperately !"

Luo Xichen paused as he left, a strange feeling surged in his heart, and Wan Qing's smiling face unconsciously appeared in his mind.

He closed his eyes a little annoyed, but didn't say anything after all.

**.**.**.**.**.

A week later, Luo Xichen's business investigation was over, and after a round of rigorous review, the direction of investment had been established.

People depend on food, and 80.00% of the world's rich people made their fortunes in the food and catering industry, and then moved to other industries. Compared with self-made entrepreneurs, Luo Xichen is undoubtedly lucky with the innate conditions of capital and connections many.

At the same time, the first single "Fallen Angels" sung by Su Wanqing and Chu Zihan was also successfully released, achieving unimaginable success and rave reviews.

"When an artist becomes popular, this situation is like burning a fire, and no one can guarantee that she can keep burning forever."

Su Wanqing nodded thoughtfully. Although her first offensive into the entertainment circle was not very violent, it also achieved a certain degree of success.

"Then what should I do?" Su Wanqing has been sincerely admiring the man in front of him who controls all the lifeblood of the SRTWR entertainment empire, as well as his vigorous operation methods these days.

"First of all, it is necessary to attract attention reasonably." Luo Mingxuan supported his chin with one hand, his thin lips were slightly raised, his eyes were as wide as the deep sea, and his words exuded the unique charm of mature men, "Qingqing, I want to hear In your opinion, how can you firmly attract the attention of the public?"