Luo Xichen stared at his face, something seemed to be hidden in his ice-blue eyes, and said, "Dad, why do I think you are weird?"
"This is a gift Qingqing gave me. Of course she will take care of it." At this point, Luo Mingxuan's expression softened significantly.
"Gift?"
Would a daughter give earrings to her father? Or would they be in such bold and bright colors?
"What? What's that expression on your face? Can't a daughter give a gift to her father?" Luo Mingxuan's voice seemed displeased.
Luo Xichen was even more confused and asked: "When did you send it?"
Luo Mingxuan thought of the night of Valentine's Day on Chinese Valentine's Day, and couldn't help but touch his left ear with his hand, a hint of pride in his dark blue eyes.
"Why do you care about this? Your sister already knows how to give me gifts. What have you, my son, done for the past nineteen years? I raised you in vain!" His tone was a little harsh.
Luo Xichen was a bit baffled by the brutal attack.
I don't know if it's his misunderstanding, but it seems that whenever Wan Qing is involved, something is wrong with my father.
"Dad, why do you care so much about Wan Qing? She seems to have been at home not long ago."
Luo Mingxuan's body couldn't help but trembled, his heart was beating loudly, and an inexplicable feeling of guilt surged into his heart.
Now is not the time, he cannot confess yet.
"I have always wanted a beautiful daughter who is more considerate than a son." This was his answer.
Luo Xichen tilted his head and smiled wildly, showing his white teeth: "Then why don't you and the new mother have a baby?"
"The offspring of you two will definitely have good genes. You are already married, haven't you thought about having a child to stabilize your family?"
Luo Mingxuan's fists were clenched and his voice was a little deep: "A son and a daughter, it's enough for me and Jiuge to have you. Do you want to have a sister who is twenty years younger than you?"
"Why not? I'm very open-minded."
"Enlightened?" Luo Mingxuan sneered coldly, "Then can you accept a stepmother who is about the same age as you?"
The smile on Luo Xichen's face stiffened, and her voice was dry: "Dad, what do you mean? Do you have a new love? I thought your marriage would last a long time?"
"You have nothing to do with this." Luo Mingxuan did not answer his question directly.
Luo Xichen sighed softly: "I thought dad you had already accepted it."
In fact, if I think about it selfishly, if my father gets a new love and gets divorced, he and Wan Qing will not have the shackles of siblings.
But this will make many people sad.
"I'm still young, why should I be cautious? You will understand in the future that it is normal for men to socialize outside."
"But I only want to love one person in this life and treat her wholeheartedly." Luo Xichen had Luo Xichen's persistence.
The more Luo Mingxuan talked, the more upset he became. The more he pretended to be in front of others, the harder it was to control his violent emotions.
"Stop talking, it's impossible for you. If you continue to persist, I will send you back to Italy so that you will never see her!"
After saying that, with a livid face, he went upstairs to his study, leaving Luo Xichen with an aloof and unruly figure.
Ice blue eyes flickered on and off, Luo Xichen clenched his fists tightly, and his joints made a "creak" sound. He didn't want to go back to Italy.
No one can stop him from staying here!
Luo Mingxuan returned to the study, turned on the computer, and made a video call with the Italian side.