The Queen of Gossip

After the press conference ended, Luo Xichen remained motionless, sitting in his original position like a stone sculpture.

His expression was a little dull, expressionless, like a statue that had stood on the edge of a cliff for thousands of years, weathered into a bad shape.

Mechelle sat beside her, drinking coffee slowly, looking at him leisurely, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Lucifer, what's wrong with you, you've been silent all this time, and you haven't said a word to me?" In the end, she finally couldn't hold back her loneliness and broke the silence first.

She moved the chair, moved closer to him, held his expressionless face with both hands, and looked at it carefully.

"Isn't it? I endured the pain and refused the examination to help you and Sister Wanqing refute the rumors. Are you unhappy?"

Luo Xichen's face remained unchanged, but deep sorrow was condensed in his ice blue eyes.

The inextricable grief made people feel tense when they saw it at a glance.

His indifference, his sadness, touched the bottom line in Mechelle's heart.

"Lucifer, do you think I'm cheap, humble, and dirty, using such despicable means, in front of so many media, to separate you completely?"

While talking, Mechelle laughed, a little ferociously, and her blue eyes were dazzled with a strange light.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how you look at it, haha, I have already left you guys anyway."

"Get lost." The stone carving finally spoke.

"I'm self-aware, I know what I'm doing, Lucifer, I know you look down on me, despise me, but it's okay—"

Luo Xichen lowered his head, his broken hair cast a shadow, covering the outline of his eyes.

Why does this woman keep nagging in his ear, it's so annoying, it's really annoying.

He only has Wan Qing in his heart now, the way she smiles, the way she is cute, and - the way she looks heartbroken.

It was he who hurt her.

Mechelle suddenly grabbed Luo Xichen's clothes, grabbed her by the collar, and pulled the dejected him to her face.

"Lucifer, do you hate me? Hehe—" she started laughing, a little nervously, "I know I did something horrible, but I won't apologize, let alone admit my mistakes."

Mechelle's voice suddenly became ferocious: "Because it's not me, it's you, it's Su Wanqing. If you didn't get together, I wouldn't be where I am today!"

Luo Xichen smiled, a little helplessly.

He finally raised his head and looked straight at her.

"You are very scheming, you have successfully destroyed us. But—without Wan Qing, I am an empty shell."

Mechelle's heart was stabbed deeply, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Even if you try your best and try your best, what you get in the end is probably just a walking dead."

Mechelle gradually let go of Luo Xichen's hand, her sexy thick lips trembling uncontrollably.

"The Walking Dead, do you like it?"

"Perhaps, the massage stick is much stronger than me."

"Because I am an empty shell without a soul, and I will not have any physiological reaction for you at all."

With a scream, Mechelle raised her right hand and slapped Luo Xichen, covering her mouth and crying.After the press conference ended, Luo Xichen remained motionless, sitting in his original position like a stone sculpture.

His expression was a little dull, expressionless, like a statue that had stood on the edge of a cliff for thousands of years, weathered into a bad shape.

Mechelle sat beside her, drinking coffee slowly, looking at him leisurely, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Lucifer, what's wrong with you, you've been silent all this time, and you haven't said a word to me?" In the end, she finally couldn't hold back her loneliness and broke the silence first.

She moved the chair, moved closer to him, held his expressionless face with both hands, and looked at it carefully.

"Isn't it? I endured the pain and refused the examination to help you and Sister Wanqing refute the rumors. Are you unhappy?"

Luo Xichen's face remained unchanged, but deep sorrow was condensed in his ice blue eyes.

The inextricable grief made people feel tense when they saw it at a glance.

His indifference, his sadness, touched the bottom line in Mechelle's heart.

"Lucifer, do you think I'm cheap, humble, and dirty, using such despicable means, in front of so many media, to separate you completely?"

While talking, Mechelle laughed, a little ferociously, and her blue eyes were dazzled with a strange light.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how you look at it, haha, I have already left you guys anyway."

"Get lost." The stone carving finally spoke.

"I'm self-aware, I know what I'm doing, Lucifer, I know you look down on me, despise me, but it's okay—"

Luo Xichen lowered his head, his broken hair cast a shadow, covering the outline of his eyes.

Why does this woman keep nagging in his ear, it's so annoying, it's really annoying.

He only has Wan Qing in his heart now, the way she smiles, the way she is cute, and - the way she looks heartbroken.

It was he who hurt her.

Mechelle suddenly grabbed Luo Xichen's clothes, grabbed her by the collar, and pulled the dejected him to her face.

"Lucifer, do you hate me? Hehe—" she started laughing, a little nervously, "I know I did something horrible, but I won't apologize, let alone admit my mistakes."

Mechelle's voice suddenly became ferocious: "Because it's not me, it's you, it's Su Wanqing. If you didn't get together, I wouldn't be where I am today!"

Luo Xichen smiled, a little helplessly.

He finally raised his head and looked straight at her.

"You are very scheming, you have successfully destroyed us. But—without Wan Qing, I am an empty shell."

Mechelle's heart was stabbed deeply, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Even if you try your best and try your best, what you get in the end is probably just a walking dead."

Mechelle gradually let go of Luo Xichen's hand, her sexy thick lips trembling uncontrollably.

"The Walking Dead, do you like it?"

"Perhaps, the massage stick is much stronger than me."

"Because I am an empty shell without a soul, and I will not have any physiological reaction for you at all."

With a scream, Mechelle raised her right hand and slapped Luo Xichen, covering her mouth and crying.