The Queen of Gossip

Father Baixu just shook his head lightly, sighed, and continued to pray devoutly.

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Su Wanqing brought her beautifully packaged and dressed son to the V14 box in the Royal Harem, and it was no surprise that she saw Su Jiuge's gentle and quiet face.

"Master Goddess~" Ming saw Su Jiuge, and rushed over at once, all kinds of cuteness and all kinds of flirting.

Su Jiuge just kept laughing and stroking Ming's little head.

When Su Wanqing saw her son's useless dogleg appearance, she suddenly felt that her old face was a bit unbearable. She coughed lightly, and greeted Su Jiuge in embarrassment.

"Hi, Miss Su."

"If my daughter is still alive, she will be around your age. If you don't mind, just call me auntie." Su Jiuge said softly.

"Well, hello, Aunt Su." Su Wanqing had an inexplicable affection for this woman in her 40s.

Ming popped his head out of Su Jiuge's arms, twisted his face, pouted and said, "Then I want to call you grandma, no, you're still so young!"

One word coaxed Su Jiuge from ear to ear happily.

"The kid's mouth is so sweet." She stretched out a finger, and gently tapped the center of Dian Ming's eyebrows.

After Su Wanqing took her seat, she didn't feel too restrained, and chatted with this popular star very naturally.

Su Jiuge kept talking about her daughter, babbling like a real mother.Su Wanqing could clearly feel her love for her daughter from her words.

After talking for about half an hour, Su Jiuge asked the waiter to open the table. At this time, an unexpected guest pushed the door open.

Seeing the face of the man who came in, Su Wanqing's entire face became tangled up.

"What are you doing here?"

Listening to the familiar voice, Luo Xichen looked at her defensive expression, and said in a deep voice, "I'm coming to my mother's banquet."

"Mother?"

Su Wanqing was a little surprised, the man's icy blue eyes were bloodshot, as if he had just cried.

Almost immediately, she denied this idea, how could such a ghostly man cry.She thinks too much.

"Oh, Su Wan, let me introduce you. This is my stepson. His name is Luo Xichen. I asked him to come." Su Jiuge stepped forward to make a rescue.

Su Wanqing's dark red eyes suddenly widened, and she suddenly remembered what this ghostly man said at the entrance of the concert venue [Miss, you are so arrogant and vicious at the entrance of my mother's concert venue, it's a little bit strange. It's too unscrupulous. 】

Luo Xichen... Luo Xichen...

Hearing this name, her heart was inexplicably twitched, and something flashed in her mind, but she still couldn't catch it.

The temples began to swell and hurt, Su Wanqing stretched out her fingers and rubbed them gently.

Terrible, at this time, her headache attack again.

Just came back from the holy lake in the church, Luo Xichen was still in a depressed mood, and hadn't gotten out of the sad mood yet. Seeing the woman opposite him, he said coldly: "I know you see me very upset, But there’s no need to make such a disgusting gesture.”

The veins on Su Wanqing's forehead twitched vigorously a few times, she slowly raised her eyes, looked at the unfriendly man in front of her with hatred, and said coldly: "Ugly man, you are the only one who has a lot of right and wrong."