Luo Xichen turned on her phone and saw four missed calls and two text messages, all from Mechelle.
【Lucifer, I want to see you, in the royal harem.】
【Lucifer, why don't you answer my call? As long as you come to see me, I will promise to break up with you.】
When he saw the second text message, the corners of Luo Xichen's eyes twitched fiercely. He dialed Mechelle's number.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Lucifer, is it you? I've arrived at the Royal Harem, box V38, and I've been waiting for you."
Luo Xichen frowned and said, "As long as I go, you will promise to break up with me and stop entangled."
"Yeah, come on, just treat it as a break-up meal with me."
"Well, okay, I'll be there in a minute."
Luo Xichen pressed the car key and drove towards the Royal Harem.
As long as he endures it one more time, he can say goodbye to that woman completely.
As long as tonight is over, Wan Qing no longer has to worry about Mechelle secretly.
With this in mind, Luo Xichen accelerated the speed of the car and raised a usual dazzling smile on his lips.
Mechelle was wearing a sexy purple deep V skirt, sitting in the box of V38, looking at the table full of food and an opened bottle of Hennessy.
She took out a small, delicate bottle from her pocket, poured out two white pills, and put them into Hennessy's bottle.
Soon, the white tablets dissolved and dispersed in the golden liquid, leaving no trace at all.
Mechelle's lips curved into a seductive arc, and her green eyes were extremely enchanting.
After a while, the door of V38 opened, and Luo Xichen walked in, staring straight at her carefully dressed and charming appearance.
"How did you get yourself into this?" He frowned slightly.
Mechelle raised her smooth chin proudly and said, "Don't you look good? This suit of clothes was given to me by your stepmother."
Su Jiuge? Jiuzi?
Why is she giving clothes to Mechelle? Or is it such an extremely sexy style that doesn’t look like something a serious woman would wear?
"What are you doing?" His ice eyes narrowed dangerously, and Luo Xichen's face darkened.
Mechelle didn't answer him, but poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Luo Xichen, and held the other in her hand.
"Cheers." She made a gesture of raising a glass, "Cheers to our successful breakup."
Luo Xichen was stunned for a moment, took the goblet and took a sip.
Mechelle's green eyes flashed with strange colors. After taking a sip, she raised her glass again: "This time, let's drink it all. According to a Chinese saying, from now on, marriage between a man and a woman has nothing to do with each other."
"I agree with this statement." Luo Xichen finally had a smile on his lips.
This time, he drank it all without hesitation.
Mechelle kept watching him drink it all, her lips pressed against the rim of the glass, and she remained only 0.01 centimeters away from the golden liquid.
Luo Xichen felt dizzy for a while, and the scene in front of him suddenly became blurry, and Mechelle's purple figure turned into countless double images, dangling back and forth.
In less than ten seconds, his eyelids could no longer hold up and he slumped down on the table.
A proud smile appeared on Mechelle's lips, and she called the waiter and said, "My husband is drunk. Please help me send him to the room I have reserved. The room number is 3008."