Luo Mingxuan took out a wet towel, gently wiped the cold sweat on Su Wanqing's forehead, and said: "Don't worry, it'll be okay. If you have any questions, just leave it to me. You don't have to worry."
His words made her feel inexplicably at ease.
"What should Xi Chen do?" Although Su Wanqing's mood has eased a bit, some worries still exist, "After all, Xi Chen killed the person."
A faint smile appeared on Luo Mingxuan's lips, and he laid out the breakfasts he had just bought on the small table set up on the hospital bed, and said, "Did Xi Chen kill him? Haha, why don't I remember that?
This kind of thing."
"Er?" Su Wanqing was completely confused and couldn't figure out the situation. Her glassy eyes were filled with confusion, "What do you mean?"
Luo Mingxuan filled a bowl of lotus seed porridge, put it in with a spoon and stirred it. At the same time, he helped Su Wanqing sit up, put a soft pillow behind her back, and put a spoonful into her mouth.
"When I arrived at the scene, both of you had fainted and were seriously injured and were dying. The eight people had already died." Luo Mingxuan looked calm and calm, "Who killed him? Do you know?"
"Xi Chen was just self-defense. He resisted even though he was seriously injured. Can he really beat those eight people to death?"
Luo Mingxuan's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Su Wanqing's heart. Yes, she subconsciously thought that those eight people were killed by Xi Chen, but she forgot about the other possibility.
"Dad, does he know the truth?" Su Wanqing asked hurriedly.
"The truth is that when I rushed to the scene, I was too anxious, so I only took Xi Feng with me. After I sent you two to the hospital, I stayed outside the operating room and told Xi Feng to go back and deal with the scene.
"Luo Mingxuan's brows frowned slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his gentle voice.
"Xifeng said that when he returned, the scene had been cleaned up and the eight people were gone. Then, early the next morning, news came out about corpses floating on the Bund."
Su Wanqing was enlightened and suddenly realized: "Are you saying that someone wants to frame Xi Chen?"
Luo Mingxuan nodded, his sea-blue eyes like the deep sea, focusing on the hidden whirlpool, and said: "It may be my enemy, or it may be Xichen's enemy. We are in the open, and the enemy is in the dark. Things
It’s a little tricky.”
"Is it Caesar Dawson?" The first thing that came to Su Wanqing's mind was this person.
Luo Mingxuan muttered: "It's possible, but not absolute."
"Don't think about it, just eat." Luo Mingxuan prepared breakfast, "Just leave your worries to me and Xichen. You just need to take good care of yourself."
"Yeah." Su Wanqing nodded, picked up the spoon and took a bite of the porridge. It was smooth, light and delicious, "It's delicious, thank you dad."
Habit is really a terrible thing. It has only been two days, but Luo Mingxuan has already heard the name "Dad".
Although he was unwilling from the bottom of his heart, he believed that time could change everything.
When he was in Europe, Luo Mingxuan once asked Su Jiuge about Wan Qing's temperament. Su Jiuge's words touched him a lot.
"Wan Qing's child is very stubborn at heart. It will definitely not work if you confront her head-on. There is nothing in this world that can make her completely surrender."
Therefore, after returning to China, Luo Mingxuan began to consider his attitude and strategy towards her. Gentleness and softness might be the best way to open her heart.