Seeing Su Wanqing's refusal and indifferent expression, Luo Mingxuan's lips curved into a proud smile. However, when she glanced at him with an even colder gaze, Luo Mingxuan's heart still felt a dull pain.
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"...Qingqing?" Her hateful look was something he didn't expect. Luo Mingxuan's throat rolled and his voice became hoarse.
"No matter what the quarrel is, just wash up and go back to sleep." Su Wanqing didn't look at any of them anymore and turned around to go back to the room.
When closing the door, he deliberately made a loud "bang" sound.
Su Wanqing returned to the room, threw herself on the soft bed, pulled up the quilt irritably, and went in with her head covered.
She had never fallen asleep at all, and she heard clearly what the father and son were arguing about.
Luo Mingxuan, Luo Mingxuan, Luo Mingxuan.
Su Wanqing chanted the name bitterly, and it turned out that everything was his fault. He had known about his relationship with Xichen for a long time, and just watched the show indifferently, secretly causing trouble.
Why are you pretending to be affectionate with her? Are you saying that you just want to be her father?
Luo Xichen, this name is even more hateful.
She could have pretended not to care, intervened between him and Mechelle, and endured unimaginable pressure. However, his promises could not be fulfilled time and time again, and the damage accumulated time after time.
Maybe...she was wrong from the beginning.
She didn't want to get involved in an inexplicable relationship with the father and son. She was so tired.
In the next few days, Su Wanqing did not return to Luo's villa and stayed at the school all day long. She did not answer any calls from Luo Mingxuan and Luo Xichen.
Even if he saw Luo Mingxuan in SRTWR, he would stay away from him.
Her new book "My Mother Su Jiuge" has been released, and the response has been exceptionally good. At least more than half of her mother's huge fans have a favorable impression of her.
Suddenly, Su Wanqing became more popular again, and could even compete with Tang Niange, who was planning to film a movie.
On this day, Su Wanqing received a call. Surprisingly, it was from Mrs. Bo.
The two met at a high-end fashion square that sold dresses. After not seeing each other for several days, Shu Yu seemed to look more haggard than when they first met.
"Wan Qing, there is a very important banquet in the real estate industry tonight. Can you help me choose a suitable dress?" Shu Yu held a light brown dress similar to a cheongsam in her hand.
Su Wanqing shook her head and said: "The one in Mrs. Bo's hand is not very good. The color is dull and the style is a little conservative. Let's try this one."
As she spoke, she picked out a silver-white strapless elegant dress from the hanger and said with a smile: "Mrs. Bo has fair skin and beautiful collarbones. Naturally, she needs to wear clothes that expose her shoulders to highlight her advantages."
"This is good-looking..." Shu Yu pondered for a moment, "I am already thirty-seven years old, will it be too eye-catching?"
"What are you talking about, Mrs. Bo? My mother is almost thirty-five years old, and she always looks gorgeous when she appears on the screen. Mrs. Bo takes good care of herself, just like my mother." Su Wanqing was very fond of Shu Yu.
I had a good impression of it, so I kept urging, "This is it, go in and put it on and try it on."
"You girl, you have such a sweet mouth." Shu Yu was very happy to be coaxed, and walked towards the fitting room with the clothes.
By chance, Tang Niange came out of the fitting room wearing a dazzling red dress.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and the moment their eyes meet, sparks are born.