Her petite and soft body was still so tender, and her clear and sweet smell reached the tip of his nose, which still made him fascinated. Her beautiful face was so close at hand, instead of being missed in his dreams every night.
"I'm sorry, I know this news is a bit abrupt for you, but you have to believe me, my wedding with Jiuge is only temporary." Luo Mingxuan hugged her tightly and buried his head in her fair and slender breasts.
In his neck, he greedily sucked in her unique taste.
"Wan Qing, believe me, I love you. I, Luo Mingxuan, will only love you in this life. Everything I do is for you!" The suppressed emotions in my heart burst out in an instant, like a dam.
A hole was opened, and the flood of longing poured down like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
Hearing these words, Su Wanqing not only didn't feel at a loss like last time, but her already ashen heart became unusually calm. She pushed him away calmly and looked at him with an extremely cold look.
He didn't say anything, he just watched quietly.
Luo Mingxuan was panicked by her strange look. She had never looked at him with such a look, a look that was mocking, contemptuous, disgusting, and like looking at trash.
She was so cold and determined, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice that could never be melted.
He only knew that she was a gentle and beautiful girl, and that she was the irreplaceable goddess in his heart, but he never imagined that she, who had always been weak, would have such a cold side.
Things must be reversed at the extreme. The gentler and cuter she is usually, the colder and more terrifying she is now.
Luo Mingxuan felt that her gaze was like a knife, mercilessly cutting his body, his heart, and his soul into a bloody mess.
She didn't argue or make a fuss, she just looked at him coldly and asked in a very light and calm voice: "Where is mom?"
Luo Mingxuan sighed deeply, looked away, and closed his eyes in despair: "In the bridal dressing room on the second floor."
"I know." Su Wanqing turned around, stopped looking at him, opened the door of the box, and headed towards the second floor.
Luo Mingxuan turned his head and followed her back until she disappeared.
His chest heaved violently, and suddenly he punched the table with a loud noise.
Indescribable huge frustration surged into his heart, and this was what she brought to him, again and again.
Even though he, Luo Mingxuan, conquered the entire entertainment world and the entire business world, when he turned back to face Su Wanqing, he still felt that he was a complete loser.
He is not afraid of failure, but he is afraid that behind every failure, he cannot see a bright and dark future.
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Su Wanqing has always felt that she is a very weak little girl, always trying to escape or falling into self-pity when encountering problems.
She has always hated herself like that.
However, it was only today that she realized a truth: sometimes it's not that people are not strong, but that they haven't encountered anything that can truly make them strong.
Just like this moment, just like her, just like Luo Xichen.
When she pressed the number 2 on the elevator door, the cold expression disappeared from her face, replaced by a calm smile.