The Queen of Gossip

Luo Xichen's voice was extremely severe: "As for who the real prisoner is, I believe you can find it with your abilities."

The faces of the three elders headed by Michelle darkened first.They originally wanted to take this opportunity to make trouble, but unexpectedly they were cut off from the very beginning.

Since it was obvious that he couldn't come, he could only use shady tricks.

"Leader, we also have witnesses. It can prove that Miss Su is inseparable from this matter."

Mechelle's father clapped his hands and said, "Call Sissy up."

Su Wanqing frowned, who is Qian Qian?

Soon, she saw a very petite little loli tied like a rice dumpling. Cici's whole body was covered in blood, but she didn't seem to care at all, with a faint smile on her face.

This girl has amber eyes, which are very beautiful. Su Wanqing's eyes were startled, and she couldn't help but think of those dark red stubborn eyes that night when she first met Tuo.

and many more!

The night when I first met Taku?Dark red stubborn eyes?

When Su Wanqing came back to her senses, the thought just now quickly disappeared from her mind. She shook her head vigorously, and the messy memories returned to their place.

"Sissy is Mechelle's personal maid. She has been with my daughter for more than ten years. I have already asked her. She said that she saw Su Wanqing do something to my daughter!" Michelle took a few steps forward, When he reached the maid's side, he patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Cissy, don't be afraid, as long as you tell everyone the truth, nothing will happen."

Luo Xichen's eyes fell on the terrifying mottled welts on the maid's body, she couldn't help but frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Michelle, how can you torture witnesses?"

As soon as these words came out, he clearly felt the maid's body tremble, and the empty smile on her face stiffened a little.

"Say it!" Mechelle's father feared that there would be no change, grabbed Sissy's thin shoulders, lowered his head at the same time, and whispered in her ear with a voice that could only be heard by two people, "Don't forget your bet. Ghost father."

Sissy's body trembled again, a gleam of fear flashed across her amber eyes, she suddenly raised her head, and tremblingly said to everyone in the Presbyterian House: "I...I saw the scar on Miss Mechelle's face , it’s all Su..."

"I did it all!" At this moment, an extremely hoarse but extremely powerful voice came from the door of the conference room.

"Mechelle, that little bitch's face was scratched by me. I just can't see her having plastic surgery to look like Miss Wan Qing, and she keeps doing sinister and vicious things."

All eyes were on the young man who was gradually walking through the gate. He was even more beautiful than a woman, and his dark red eyes shone with a bloodthirsty light, like a young wolf, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Tuo?" Su Wanqing hurried forward, grabbed his arm, and whispered anxiously, "What are you talking about? Don't come out to disrupt the situation, this is not Asia, you can't handle it!"

Tuo looked at her worried face seriously, shook his head, and said, "Sister Wan Qing, I'm not joking, I just don't like that woman so..."

"Not him! No!"

At this moment, a shrill female voice full of panic and anxiety, even a bit worried, sounded in the room.