The Queen of Gossip

"I won't die, and you won't die either. It's been eight years, aren't we still alive and well?"

Su Wanqing stretched out her hand and gently stroked Luo Xichen's head. His hair was of good quality and a little hard.

Luo Xichen, who was in a state of extreme surprise, also heard the unusual taste in this sentence, eight years?Live well?

He straightened up in surprise, grabbed her shoulders gently, lowered his head slightly, and met her black glazed eyes full of smiles like a dream.

"What do you mean?" Luo Xichen stared at her, a strange feeling arose in her heart, her heart beating a little violently and irregularly.

Su Wanqing smiled lightly, tilted her head slightly and looked at him, her thin lips parted lightly: "Don't you think we have been separated for too long?"

"You mean..." Luo Xichen's voice trembled slightly, could it be what he thought?

For more than a month, she would never talk to him like that!This brisk tone of hers, this sly smile, was only eight years ago, when they were still in love.

Su Wanqing didn't say anything more, but stood on tiptoe and put a light kiss on the lips of this big man who was a little slow to respond.

In just a moment, she quickly left.

On the other hand, Luo Xichen seemed to have been struck by lightning, standing there, with a dull expression and dull eyes, looking like a dumb stone sculpture.

Just now... Wan Qing, were you kissing him?

Not to scold him, beat him, yell at him?

Has she regained her memory? !

Thinking of this, Luo Xichen's sluggish expression completely collapsed, and the ice blue eyes flashed with the luster of a thousand kinds of colored glass, and even the sunlight in the courtyard was not as bright as his bright pupils!

"Wan Qing." He called her name softly, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Is it—"

"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded and looked at him with a smile.

"real……"

"Really." She nodded again, the smile on her lips deepened.

With the beauty's affirmation, Luo Xichen suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a huge pile of happiness, and his feet could not guess the ground.

Just when the two sweetly recognized each other, Mechelle, who had been weeping beside the blood-stained old Michelle, suddenly raised her head, her blue eyes filled with resentment.

Why, why are these two people able to be happy?

It's all the woman's fault!It's all Su Wanqing's fault!Not only did she take away her own man, she also killed her own father with her own hands!

Can't forgive, absolutely can't forgive!Eight years ago, she should have died!

Thinking of this, Mechelle put her hand on the dagger behind her father's back, and pulled it hard, blood spurting out.

Mechelle's eyes seemed to be reddened by the blood, holding a dagger in both hands, screaming and attacking Su Wanqing's back.

"Su Wanqing, you pay for your life—"

However, her words hadn't fallen, and her body stopped completely when she was still three steps away from Su Wanqing.

"Bang" a gunshot rang out, and a bullet entered from between her eyebrows and pierced through her brain.Blood slanted out along the bullet holes.

Mechelle's eyes were full of unwillingness, and after all, she slowly fell to the ground and leaned against her dead ghost father.

The happy look on Luo Xichen's face changed to extreme anger in an instant, and then he quickly took out the pistol at his waist and pierced the woman's head at once.