The Queen of Gossip

"Chris, give him another one million." Luo Xichen ordered lightly without even raising his eyelids.

Chris came out of the darkness, holding a black box in his hand, with a cold face and a sneer on his lips.

"Thank you, thank you Boss, thank you Young Master Luo." The little reporter took the money and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He opened the box, all of which were US dollars, and there was a booklet on top of the US dollars.

"Passport?" The little reporter was surprised.

Luo Xichen raised his eyelids, and said slowly: "I've arranged an apartment for you in Los Angeles, go and enjoy yourself."

"Yes, yes, Young Master Luo, you are really my reincarnated parents, and you will never return to City X in this lifetime."

Chris pulled out a plane ticket from his pocket, threw it into the arms of the little reporter, and said, "Let's go, it's a small plane, and someone will take you to the airport."

After the two men in black sent the little reporter out, Chris spat at his back with a look of disdain.

"Boss, do you need to be him?"

Luo Xichen shook his head, his icy eyes touched the wedding ring between his fingers, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his lips.

"No need, Wan Qing said, don't let me kill anyone. I've already injured five people, let him live."

Chris frowned slightly, looked at Luo Xichen, and said, "Boss, when you were in Italy, you never showed mercy, how can you do it now because of..."

"Italy is Italy, China is China, we are now on someone else's territory, so be careful."

After finishing speaking, Luo Xichen stood up from the soft chair and walked forward, leaving only Chris' tall and resolute back.

"I'm going back, Wanqing is waiting for me at home."

When he opened the door, Luo Xichen saw a face very similar to Wan Qing's, but this woman's eyes were green, strange and unruly.

"Lucifer..."

"Go away."

He pushed her away impatiently, and refused to give her even a cold look.

Mechelle was pushed to the side, and just happened to fall into the arms of a handsome guy at the bar, flying to Yanfu, which caused the little handsome guy to exclaim with joy.

Mechelle wanted to catch up with Luo Xichen's back, but was hugged tightly by the handsome guy, unable to struggle.

When the little handsome man's lips slid from her cheeks all the way to her neck, Mechelle felt a great sense of sadness in her heart.

What did she do all this for——

A huge sense of giving up came to her heart, coupled with the numbness on her neck, Mechelle closed her eyes, and simply let herself sink.

She wants to fall.At least a night of depravity would give her a night of pleasure.

Just when the little handsome guy's big hands were reaching into her clothes, and his body was oppressing her, Mechelle heard a voice that was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"It's really ugly. How can you put your face in her face and do such obscene things? It's disgusting."

Immediately afterwards, Mechelle felt the man on top of her disappear, and she heard a scream.

Correspondingly, what appeared in front of her was a tall man like an ice cube. He was so cold, with no expression on his face, and the fierce aura all over his body made it difficult to ignore.

What he said to himself just now - "Chris, give him another one million." Luo Xichen ordered lightly without even raising his eyelids.

Chris came out of the darkness, holding a black box in his hand, with a cold face and a sneer on his lips.

"Thank you, thank you Boss, thank you Young Master Luo." The little reporter took the money and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He opened the box, all of which were US dollars, and there was a booklet on top of the US dollars.

"Passport?" The little reporter was surprised.

Luo Xichen raised his eyelids, and said slowly: "I've arranged an apartment for you in Los Angeles, go and enjoy yourself."

"Yes, yes, Young Master Luo, you are really my reincarnated parents, and you will never return to City X in this lifetime."

Chris pulled out a plane ticket from his pocket, threw it into the arms of the little reporter, and said, "Let's go, it's a small plane, and someone will take you to the airport."

After the two men in black sent the little reporter out, Chris spat at his back with a look of disdain.

"Boss, do you need to be him?"

Luo Xichen shook his head, his icy eyes touched the wedding ring between his fingers, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his lips.

"No need, Wan Qing said, don't let me kill anyone. I've already injured five people, let him live."

Chris frowned slightly, looked at Luo Xichen, and said, "Boss, when you were in Italy, you never showed mercy, how can you do it now because of..."

"Italy is Italy, China is China, we are now on someone else's territory, so be careful."

After finishing speaking, Luo Xichen stood up from the soft chair and walked forward, leaving only Chris' tall and resolute back.

"I'm going back, Wanqing is waiting for me at home."

When he opened the door, Luo Xichen saw a face very similar to Wan Qing's, but this woman's eyes were green, strange and unruly.

"Lucifer..."

"Go away."

He pushed her away impatiently, and refused to give her even a cold look.

Mechelle was pushed to the side, and just happened to fall into the arms of a handsome guy at the bar, flying to Yanfu, which caused the little handsome guy to exclaim with joy.

Mechelle wanted to catch up with Luo Xichen's back, but was hugged tightly by the handsome guy, unable to struggle.

When the little handsome man's lips slid from her cheeks all the way to her neck, Mechelle felt a great sense of sadness in her heart.

What did she do all this for——

A huge sense of giving up came to her heart, coupled with the numbness on her neck, Mechelle closed her eyes, and simply let herself sink.

She wants to fall.At least a night of depravity would give her a night of pleasure.

Just when the little handsome guy's big hands were reaching into her clothes, and his body was oppressing her, Mechelle heard a voice that was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"It's really ugly. How can you put your face in her face and do such obscene things? It's disgusting."

Immediately afterwards, Mechelle felt the man on top of her disappear, and she heard a scream.

Correspondingly, what appeared in front of her was a tall man like an ice cube. He was so cold, with no expression on his face, and the fierce aura all over his body made it difficult to ignore.

What he had just said to himself—