After the press conference, Luo Xichen remained motionless, sitting in his original position like a stone sculpture.
His expression was dull and expressionless, as if a statue that had stood on the edge of the cliff for thousands of years had been weathered into disarray.
Mechelle sat next to her, drinking coffee slowly, looking at him leisurely, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Lucifer, what's wrong with you? You've been silent and haven't said a word to me?" In the end, she finally couldn't hold back her loneliness and took the lead in breaking the silence.
She moved her chair, moved closer to him, held his expressionless face in her hands, and looked at it carefully.
"Isn't it? I endured the pain and declined the examination to help you and sister Wan Qing refute the rumors. Aren't you happy?"
Luo Xichen's face remained unmoved, but there was deep sadness in his ice-blue eyes.
The indescribable grief makes one's heart tighten just by looking at it.
His indifference and sadness touched the bottom line in Mechelle's heart.
"Lucifer, do you think I'm so mean, so humble, so dirty, that I used such despicable means to completely separate you in front of so many media?"
Mechelle smiled as she spoke, a bit ferocious, with a strange light in her green eyes.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what you think, haha, I have separated you anyway."
"Go away." The stone sculpture finally said.
"I am self-aware, I know what I am doing, Lucifer, I know you look down on me and despise me, but it doesn't matter-"
Luo Xichen lowered his head, and his broken hair cast shadows, covering the outline of his eyes.
Why is this woman nagging in his ear endlessly? It's so annoying, really annoying.
He only has Wan Qing in his heart now, the way she smiles, the way she looks cute, and the way she looks heartbroken.
It was he who hurt her.
Mechelle suddenly grabbed Luo Xichen's clothes, grabbed her collar, and pulled him down in front of her face.
"Lucifer, do you hate me very much? Haha -" she started to laugh, a little nervously, "I know I have done something hateful, but I will not apologize, let alone admit my mistakes."
Mechelle's voice suddenly became ferocious: "Because it's not me who's wrong, it's you, it's Su Wanqing. If you hadn't gotten together, I wouldn't be where I am today!"
Luo Xichen smiled, a little helplessly.
He finally raised his head and looked at her.
"You are very scheming, and you succeeded in destroying us. But - without Wan Qing, I am nothing but an empty shell."
Mechelle's heart was deeply hurt, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
"No matter how hard you try and try your best, what you get in the end is probably just a walking corpse."
Mechelle gradually loosened her grip on Luo Xichen, her sexy thick lips trembling uncontrollably.
"The Walking Dead, do you like it?"
"Maybe the vibrator is much stronger than me."
"Because I, an empty shell without a soul, will not have any physical reaction for you at all."
Mechelle screamed, raised her right hand and slapped Luo Xichen, covering her mouth and sobbing. After the press conference, Luo Xichen remained motionless, sitting in his original position like a stone sculpture.
His expression was dull and expressionless, as if a statue that had stood on the edge of the cliff for thousands of years had been weathered into disarray.
Mechelle sat next to her, drinking coffee slowly, looking at him leisurely, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Lucifer, what's wrong with you? You've been silent and haven't said a word to me?" In the end, she finally couldn't hold back her loneliness and took the lead in breaking the silence.
She moved her chair, moved closer to him, held his expressionless face in her hands, and looked at it carefully.
"Isn't it? I endured the pain and declined the examination to help you and sister Wan Qing refute the rumors. Aren't you happy?"
Luo Xichen's face remained unmoved, but there was deep sadness in his ice-blue eyes.
The indescribable grief makes one's heart tighten just by looking at it.
His indifference and sadness touched the bottom line in Mechelle's heart.
"Lucifer, do you think I'm so mean, so humble, so dirty, that I used such despicable means to completely separate you in front of so many media?"
Mechelle smiled as she spoke, a bit ferocious, with a strange light in her green eyes.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what you think, haha, I have separated you anyway."
"Go away." The stone sculpture finally said.
"I am self-aware, I know what I am doing, Lucifer, I know you look down on me and despise me, but it doesn't matter-"
Luo Xichen lowered his head, and his broken hair cast shadows, covering the outline of his eyes.
Why is this woman nagging in his ear endlessly? It's so annoying, really annoying.
He only has Wan Qing in his heart now, the way she smiles, the way she looks cute, and the way she looks heartbroken.
It was he who hurt her.
Mechelle suddenly grabbed Luo Xichen's clothes, grabbed her collar, and pulled him down in front of her face.
"Lucifer, do you hate me very much? Haha -" she started to laugh, a little nervously, "I know I have done something hateful, but I will not apologize, let alone admit my mistakes."
Mechelle's voice suddenly became ferocious: "Because it's not me who's wrong, it's you, it's Su Wanqing. If you hadn't gotten together, I wouldn't be where I am today!"
Luo Xichen smiled, a little helplessly.
He finally raised his head and looked at her.
"You are very scheming, and you succeeded in destroying us. But - without Wan Qing, I am nothing but an empty shell."
Mechelle's heart was deeply hurt, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
"No matter how hard you try and try your best, what you get in the end is probably just a walking corpse."
Mechelle gradually loosened her grip on Luo Xichen, her sexy thick lips trembling uncontrollably.
"The Walking Dead, do you like it?"
"Maybe the vibrator is much stronger than me."
"Because I, an empty shell without a soul, will not have any physical reaction for you at all."
Mechelle screamed, raised her right hand and slapped Luo Xichen, covering her mouth and sobbing.