The Queen of Gossip

I don't know how long it took, but the car arrived at the royal harem.

When getting out of the car, Su Wanqing seemed to see a very familiar figure flash past, and ran into the garage.

"What's wrong?" Su Jiuge asked with some doubts.

"Oh, it's nothing, the girl just now looks a bit like Mechelle."

Su Jiuge's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "There are too many people who look alike in the world, so it's nothing surprising."

Huang booked two rooms, one for each mother and daughter.

After taking the room card and entering the room, Su Wanqing asked for an ice pack from the waiter to help Su Wanqing apply it to her face.

"Does it hurt?" She looked at the high and swollen five finger prints, feeling indescribably distressed.

"It doesn't hurt." Su Jiuge looked at her with a smile and shook his head, "I'm a little tired today, so I'll go to bed first."

Su Wanqing nodded obediently, and then gently closed the door.

When he turned around, he happened to see Huang.

"Mr. Huang, are you still there?"

"I just want to make sure that your mother and daughter are safe, and you are going back now."

Before leaving, Huang pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Su Wanqing.

"This is a psychological consultation room opened by my friend. I think you may have been hypnotized and have forgotten some things. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Su Wanqing took the business card, feeling a little baffled.

She didn't think much, and after saying goodbye, she returned to her room.

Too many things happened today, and she couldn't turn around for a while, but now, what worries her the most is Xichen.

I don't know if he is doing well now, how is the company's affairs going?

Thinking of this, Su Wanqing called Luo Xichen.

The ring tone keeps busy and no one answers.

Called several times, the same.

In the end, Su Wanqing simply gave up, put down her phone, took a shower and went to sleep.

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

Luo Xichen's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and in the haze, he seemed to smell Wan Qing's scent, that kind of refreshing sweetness.

He was very happy. He stroked her forehead, flicked her forehead, and kissed her lightly.

He told her, don't worry, the company's crisis has been resolved.

Then, he couldn't remember what happened at all.

When he woke up in the morning, Luo Xichen found himself wearing a bathrobe, sleeping in a hotel room, and he was the only one in the room.

How strange, he thought hard, only feeling his head swell.

After changing his clothes, he turned on his phone and saw several missed calls, all from Wan Qing.

Feeling a little nervous, I dialed it.

"Hello, Wan Qing? Is it Wan Qing?"

"Hmm—" A vague voice came from the phone, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Are you still sleeping?" His tone became cautious, for fear of disturbing her.

"Woo, I'm in the hotel. I slept with my mother in the hotel last night." Su Wanqing's voice was deeply tired, "Where are you, why didn't you answer my call last night?"

"I..." Luo Xichen looked at the surrounding environment, the big bed room in the hotel still smelled of perfume, in order not to worry her, he decided to tell a lie.

"I'm in my apartment, the company's crisis has been resolved, don't worry."

"Well - I'm going to take my mother to the station today, so I won't accompany you."

"Okay, you can sleep for a while."

After Luo Xichen put down the phone, his eyes fell on the floor of the room, there was a small black thing lying on the ground, rolled into a long strip.

He frowned slightly, and picked it up with his fingers, only to realize that it was a pair of women's underwear.