The Queen of Gossip

"It's useless, how could it be useless?" Mechelle played with her long nails painted with Dan Kou leisurely, "I think it's very useful, if one day I'm in a bad mood, go and stimulate Su Wanqing, you think she will Wouldn't he die from a cerebral blood vessel rupture in a moment of excitement?"

Having said that, Mechelle had a happy expression on her face, and laughed wildly.

She laughed so happily that her stomach hurt from laughing, and tears were about to come out.Until a pair of big hands pinched her slender neck.

Her laughter stopped abruptly, like a chicken with its neck stuck, making a shrill and shrill cry.

"You won't have this kind of opportunity." Hoshino Huang said with a cold expression on his face, his voice was like ice slag, "Because you were already dead before you made a move."

Mechelle begged for mercy with a look of fear on her face, and her green eyes looked at him with a look of pleading.

"If it weren't for the fact that you still have some use value, I would have killed you a hundred times."

With that said, Akira Hoshino let go of his hand suddenly, and threw Mechelle, who was covering her neck and coughing, to the other side of the table.

Mechelle coughed with a pale face, and asked, "Just now, Lucifer hit you, why didn't you fight back?"

"I hurt Saori, that's what I deserve."

Akira Hoshino sat down, poured a new cup of tea, and rinsed away the blood in his mouth.

Hoshino Huang snorted coldly, and his words were full of dissatisfaction: "In a real fight, the winner or loser is still unknown."

Mechelle shrugged and said: "Lucifer's family has the largest underground arena in Italy. For more than ten years, no boxing champion has won against him. Mr. Hoshino, I think you should understand the meaning."

"You can get out now." Hoshino Huang impatiently issued the eviction order.

He didn't want to hear how powerful his rival was, what about his physical strength, and the most important thing was that his methods were tough enough.

"Get out? I don't want to get out yet." Mechelle licked her face, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Mr. Hoshino, you haven't told me what happened to Su Wanqing's mind thing."

"I'm not obligated to tell you."

"Then I'm not obligated to help you." Mechelle's blue pupils flashed a hint of cunning, "You know, I promised to help you, and I haven't made any requests so far."

Hoshino Huang was silent, and after a while, he said slowly: "What do you want to know?"

"Why did she lose her memory? Why did she have—"

"Sano Oshima, throw this woman out for me."

After finishing speaking, Akira Hoshino stood up and walked towards the inner room without looking back.

He has his limits.

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

When Su Wanqing woke up, it was already noon on the third day.

She felt as if she had a dream, her soul was floating, and she fell into a bottomless black abyss, which was extremely painful.