The Queen of Gossip

The red charcoal made a soft "crackling" sound, and the wind blew by, picking up a handful of sparks, which fell on the half-baked meat that was still bloodshot, and disappeared.

"Can I ask you something?" Su Wanqing broke the silence first.

While sprinkling oil and seasoning on the meat slices, Huang said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Why did the ring on my hand disappear after I woke up?" Su Wanqing looked away from the empty ring finger and stared at him for a moment.

Huang didn't raise his head, he focused on grilling the meat, and his voice didn't have any warmth: "Throw it away."

"What did you say?!"

Su Wanqing screamed and stood up, looked at the man in disbelief, and asked, "Why did you throw my ring, it's a very important thing?"

"Important?" Huang said coldly, "When it comes to Japan, it will be an eyesore waste."

Su Wanqing's complexion immediately darkened, her eyes became cold, and she said angrily, "What an eyesore? You dare to insult my most important thing, you are shameless!"

The good mood of going out for a picnic was ruined in an instant, and Huang's eyes, which had a little warmth, froze in an instant.

"Shameless?" He raised his head expressionlessly, as if the calm before the storm, "Hoshino Akira has never been an honest man, didn't you already know that?"

"You—" Su Wanqing became angry, "Give me back my ring!"

Akira Hoshino snorted coldly and remained silent.Keep bowing your head and grilling.

"Bastard! Where did you throw it?"

Su Wanqing was so angry that she grabbed Huang by the collar and forced him to face herself.

His face was still so cold, and there was a sneer in his obsidian-like eyes.

"Thrown into the Sea of ​​Japan."

Su Wanqing's chest heaved violently, you bastard!

"You lied to me!" She didn't believe it.

When pulling off the collar, Su Wanqing saw two rows of deep tooth marks on his honey-coloured collarbone, red and purple.

——That was bitten off by her in City X.

While she was in a daze, Hoshino Huang had already put down the seasoning bottle, and tightly grasped her wrist with one hand.

His palms are not as gentle as Luo Xichen's, but rougher and much stronger.

A burst of soreness came, and she subconsciously let go of her hand.

Almost the moment he let go of his hand, the tingling sensation on her wrist disappeared, and Huang still held her wrist, looking at her with extremely serious eyes.

"Do you want the ring?"

Su Wanqing snorted coldly: "Is it finally going to be returned to me?"

"Tomorrow, I will give you a better looking and more valuable one." As he spoke, he stroked the ring finger of her left hand with his somewhat rough fingers to feel the width of the fingers.

"I don't want it!" Su Wanqing shook off his hand with some disgust, "In this life, I will only wear the ring Xichen gave me!"

She doesn't want to marry him at all, and she's not interested in his bullshit ring!

Huang raised his eyebrows as if he didn't hear it, and said, "Your original pink diamond ring is too vulgar and doesn't suit your temperament at all."

"You want to take care of it?" Su Wanqing said angrily, "As long as it's what I like, that's the best."

"You are nonsensical." Huang looked at her leisurely, and said, "The real good things are not transferred by people's will at all."

Su Wanqing gritted her teeth and couldn't talk to him.The black eyes, like glazed glass, flew past like knives.