"Qingqing, are you okay?" Luo Mingxuan patted Su Wanqing's pale cheek with some worry.
Su Wanqing opened her eyes with some effort: "Dad...it's you..."
She could no longer feel depressed. It turned out that... the person who came to save her was not Xi Chen at all. What was she still praying for?
"What? Are you disappointed?" Luo Mingxuan smiled gently. Seeing how weak she looked, he no longer had any thoughts of blaming her.
"Dad, please put me down. It's not good for people to see me like this."
Luo Mingxuan sighed softly, carefully put down Su Wanqing's body, held her shoulders and arms, and returned to the V111 box.
"You guys eat first and chat first. Qingqing's body can't bear it anymore. I'll send her back first."
Mechelle's father stood up and said: "Taking care of your health is more important. I am very happy to see Mr. Luo today."
Luo Mingxuan smiled politely, and then turned around: "Jiuge, I leave this place to you, entertain Mr. Michelle well."
"Dad, me too..." Luo Xichen's worried look fell on the weak Su Wanqing and stood up.
Su Jiuge pulled Luo Xichen's arm with some displeasure, with a hint of reproach in his eyes: "Xichen, you are the protagonist of the banquet, how can you leave the banquet without permission? Wan Qing Youxuan can just take care of you."
Luo Xichen gritted his teeth, and a hint of depression flashed in his ice-blue eyes. He really wanted to see her and hold her.
"Yes, Lucifer, you can stay here." Mechelle's father also tried to persuade her to stay.
The moment Luo Mingxuan left the door, he turned his head and glanced at Luo Xichen, and said in a deep voice: "You stay here."
"Wate...sister, be careful."
The door of V111 closed ruthlessly. The smile on Luo Xichen's face completely disappeared. He was a little absent-minded, looking at his watch from time to time, and couldn't even listen to what the person opposite was saying.
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Su Wanqing was stuffed into his royal blue Lamborghini by Luo Mingxuan. He carefully fastened her seat belt and placed her in the passenger seat.
"Qingqing, I know you don't like it here, I will take you home." He smiled lightly, with the tenderness of the deep sea hidden in his eyes.
Su Wanqing lowered her head, her voice full of apology: "I'm sorry, Dad, I ruined my brother's party."
"What does a meal mean? Do you feel better?" Luo Mingxuan got into the driver's seat and handed Su Wanqing a bottle of canned coffee.
Su Wanqing nodded, obediently opened the lid, and took a sip. It was cold and fragrant, moistening her burning internal organs.
Just now, she really hoped that there would be no Mechelle in this world.
She underestimated the foreign girl too much, and breaking up with her was of no use at all.
Just thinking about it made her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. Su Wanqing shook her head and turned her eyes to the right. Inadvertently, she was attracted by a sapphire blue light.
"Dad, you are really not suitable for wearing earrings. It seems that you are inflamed again and the swelling is severe."
Luo Mingxuan smiled: "You haven't helped me deal with it for half a month, of course you will get inflammation."
"Go see a doctor and stop wearing it." Su Wanqing's tone was a little worried, and she reached out and touched the injured ear.
The warm touch spread throughout Luo Mingxuan's whole body along the nerves in his left ear. Although it was just a gentle touch, he felt that his whole body was about to convulse.