"Nothing..." Su Wanqing lowered her head, not looking into Luo Xichen's eyes.
How should she explain it, how should she tell him?
That she didn't like it when he did to her what he did to Mechelle?
It's too unspeakable.
"It's okay if I don't believe it!" Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing's shoulders, his ice blue eyes flashing with unwillingness and stubbornness.
Su Wanqing escaped from his grasp, stood up slowly, zipped up her zipper and arranged her clothes with an indifferent expression.
"I said it's nothing, it's nothing. I have to go back."
She turned around and opened the door, leaving him with a cold back.
Luo Xichen pursed her lips tightly and hit the door with a fist, making a heavy muffled sound.
When Su Wanqing returned to the hall, she happened to see Shu Yu and Luo Mingxuan toasting and chatting.
"Mr. Luo, we enjoy cooperation."
"Mrs. Bo, cheers."
Judging from the situation between the two of them, business matters should have been settled.
"Wan Qing, you're back. I was wondering where you went just now?" Shu Yu saw her at a glance, smiled gently, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Oh, I felt a little uncomfortable, so I went to the bathroom for a while." Su Wanqing smiled lightly, but the smile did not spread to her lonely eyes.
"Uncomfortable?" Luo Mingxuan's tone was a little nervous. He walked over, held her shoulders, and asked, "What happened? Do you want me to take you back?"
Su Wanqing calmly pushed away Luo Mingxuan's restraint, and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "No, it's nothing. It's a problem that girls all have. Dad, don't ask any more questions."
When Shu Yu saw this, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to rescue him and said: "Mr. Luo, girls' families don't have anything to do with that. Why don't I take Wan Qing to the box to have a rest? They are all women.
It’s easier to talk.”
Luo Mingxuan was silent for a moment, then nodded randomly: "...that's fine."
Just like that, Su Wanqing followed Shu Yu to a VIP box upstairs.
"Mrs. Bo, thank you so much. I'm fine. It's nothing." Su Wanqing didn't know how to thank this woman who had saved her many times.
Shu Yu took out something from his bag and handed it over: "Do you want to use the towel?"
Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment and shook her head helplessly: "No need."
Shu Yu's eyes flashed with understanding, and he came to Su Wanqing's side, poured a cup of hot coffee and handed it to her.
"Drinking something hot will make you feel better."
"...It's not because of this."
She doesn't really think she's feeling unwell because her aunt is here, right?
Shu Yu patted her shoulder: "I don't think it's because of this. Wan Qing, are you very unhappy in the Luo family?"
Su Wanqing grabbed the cup tightly, without nodding or shaking her head.
"If you don't want to live with your stepfather, you can come to me. I think I can provide you with some help." Shu Yu sighed softly.
Su Wanqing knew mentally that nothing could escape the eyes of this smart woman.
"I can't stand living under the same roof with a father and son like that." Su Wanqing looked at Shu Yu, her eyes filled with grievances.
I don't know why, but when I see her, I feel a desire to talk.
Shu Yu's face flashed with distress, he hugged her, patted her back gently like a mother, and comforted her: "Actually, I have always wanted to have a daughter like you, Wan Qing, what's wrong with you?"