"So, Mechelle, listen to me, I will not give Xichen to anyone!" Su Wanqing's voice suddenly raised a few pitches, "In order to be with him, even if it means hurting the people around me,
, I won’t let go either.”
Mechelle's face darkened. She didn't expect that after half a year of seeing her, this woman's delicate temperament had lost so much.
"Su Wanqing, you are so selfish."
"Who is not selfish in this world?" She drank the last sip of beer and threw the empty can off the balcony quite casually. "Look, I don't care who it hits, because I want to throw it away.
, it was a pleasure to throw it.”
After saying that, Su Wanqing left the balcony and walked into the house without looking back.
She took a deep breath, not expecting that she would have the courage to say these words.
But in the past six months, as a CCTV crew traveled all over the country, and was framed time and time again by Yang Li, the second female lead, one of the four most beautiful women. How could others know about the pain and education I suffered.
She changed, became selfish, became more protective of herself, and became desperate to get what she wanted.
"What's wrong? You look very solemn?" Luo Xichen stepped forward and held her arm.
Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I just chatted for a few words. Don't worry, I'm fine."
Her forehead felt a little swollen and painful, so she stroked it.
"My sister is drunk, I took her home first." Luo Xichen greeted everyone, "You can continue playing, bye."
Luo Xichen helped Su Wanqing's somewhat shaky body out of the bar. As soon as she left the door, she stood up straight in her arms.
"Let's go home." Su Wanqing looked at him slyly.
Luo Xichen was surprised: "Are you pretending to be drunk?"
Su Wanqing tilted her head, looking a little haggard, and said, "Am I not good at acting? Or do you want to continue to socialize with those people in the box?"
"Fool, of course I'm accompanying you." Luo Xichen took out the car keys and the two of them got in the car one after another.
"It's a bit late today. Why don't we go out to play tomorrow? I'm a bit tired." Su Wanqing leaned on the chair, looking lazy, "Let's go home."
Luo Xichen's driving movements were stagnant, and a helpless smile appeared on his lips, saying: "Actually, in the six months since you have been following the crew, I have never been back to the Luo family villa."
"Why?" Su Wanqing was very surprised.
Luo Xichen's eyes dimmed and he said: "My father has a prejudice against me and keeps putting pressure on my company. Especially two months ago, I snatched his hand away in front of him."
After I got a piece of land, he became even more disinclined to see me."
Su Wanqing laughed: "You are snatching food from the tiger's mouth."
"It's interesting to take something from him." Luo Xichen's voice was full of joy, and a dazzling smile appeared on his lips, "He is my father, the person I once admired, if I can get it from his hand
Take things from the bottom, and if I can surpass him, that will be my success."
"Well - you can also understand it as a father-son plot. I believe that every son will regard his father as his imaginary enemy. But for me, he is the real enemy."
Su Wanqing looked at Luo Xichen talking eloquently, with a warm smile in her eyes.
He is different from his father, or in other words, they are two extremes.
Luo Mingxuan is gloomy and taciturn; while he is sunny and talkative.
And I believe that everyone who has been suppressed all year round can't help but yearn for warmth and touch the sunshine.