Su Wanqing looked at the pair of ice-blue eyes filled with fury in surprise. A layer of dusk gradually gathered in the dreamy black eyes, and her voice was choked: "How can you say that?"
Who does he think she is? Can a frivolous money-worshiping girl be tolerated?
Does she need it? Is she that mean? Or has she defined herself as this kind of person in his eyes?
Her self-esteem was hurt by the wounds in her eyes, and Su Wanqing couldn't stop her tears, just falling drop by drop.
When she cried, there was never any sound, only tears. The true grievances were never expressed openly.
When Luo Xichen saw this scene, his heart twitched hard. She looked so pitiful that his whole soul couldn't help but clutch it tightly. Those tears were like heavy stones, one by one, they fell heavily.
Hit yourself in the heart.
Most of his anger was instantly gone, and the sharp look in his ice-blue eyes faded away, replaced by a look of bewilderment.
He is proud, he is the pride of heaven, he never knows how to get along with the girl he likes, so he speaks freely.
Because I am unruly and young, I say things I shouldn’t and cannot say.
"Then you explain, I'll listen." Luo Xichen released his grip on her, and his movements became gentle. He stretched out his big hand and helped her wipe away the tears on her cheeks bit by bit.
Although his movements were gentle, his tone was still so proud.
Su Wanqing is also a stubborn girl. She also has her own pride and self-esteem. She knows that it was her fault for not pushing Ning Junyu away actively, but Luo Xichen's attitude is something that she cannot forgive in an instant.
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"I have nothing to explain." Su Wanqing turned her head, unwilling to continue to show weakness in front of him.
She stubbornly pushed him away, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and suppressed the choking in her nasal voice, saying, "It's noon, let's go home."
"Why don't you explain?" Luo Xichen reluctantly grabbed her sleeve and followed her footsteps.
Su Wanqing kept shaking her hands, but she couldn't shake them off. In the end, she became angry. She turned around and said angrily: "I didn't pester you for an explanation about Mechelle, so why are you holding on so tightly?"
Are you holding on to me?"
Luo Xichen's angry and anxious expression froze, and his ice-blue eyes flashed and dimmed slightly.
"Okay, you said Junyu brother hugged me, didn't Mechelle hug you? You said Junyu brother kissed me, didn't Mechelle kiss you? She has come to China after you, and she still wants to study in X city,
Live in City
Siblings? Cheating relatives under the same roof? Luo Xichen, we are not the same thing!"
At the end of the sentence, Su Wanqing almost screamed. She didn't know that she, who had such a gentle temper, could become so hysterical when she got angry.
Her tears never stopped, but even though she was complaining angrily, she still did not cry.
After saying these words, Luo Xichen lowered his head in front of her for the first time, his ice blue eyes lost all their sparkle, and his whole face turned gray.