The next day, after getting up in the morning, the two of them had breakfast leisurely. Aunt Yan's cooking was good and the taste was delicious.
Coupled with Luo Xichen feeding her like a piglet, Su Wanqing was 100% full.
At about nine o'clock, Luo Xichen drove Su Wanqing to the airport. When he arrived at the waiting hall, he found that Su Jiuge was already waiting there.
"Wan Qing, you're here." Su Jiuge greeted him with a smile, but when his eyes made contact with Luo Xichen, his slender eyebrows were slightly raised.
"Mom." Luo Xichen took the initiative to say hello to Su Jiuge, "Congratulations, you are going to Los Angeles to take the show."
Su Jiuge looked at him. Not only was there no trace of happiness on his face, but his eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter, and he said, "You two were together last night?"
"Yes." Luo Xichen affirmed without hesitation, with a magnanimous expression and a sincere tone, "Mom, please, don't let Wan Qing go to Los Angeles. American films often take half a year to shoot. I want Wan Qing to stay in X city
, stay with me.”
His words were straightforward enough, direct enough, and sincere enough.
Su Jiuge sneered: "Do you think I will agree and help you?"
"This has nothing to do with whether you agree or not. I just came to inform you that you respect our mother." Luo Xichen's words were not polite at all and his attitude was very tough.
"You——" Su Jiuge's face became increasingly ugly.
"I don't think it's just me, but my father won't agree either." Luo Xichen raised his eyebrows, "If I'm not wrong, it was your private decision to take Wan Qing to Los Angeles this time."
A sharp look flashed across Su Jiuge's narrow eyes, which made people feel cruel.
"Are you threatening me with Xuan?"
At this moment, a voice came from the radio station, "Flight 00X83 to Los Angeles is about to take off. Passengers please come to the ticket gate to check in."
An anxious look began to appear on Su Jiuge's face.
"Of course not. I just hope that today's events will not make me hate my mother."
Luo Xichen tilted his head slightly, revealing the wolf tooth earring on his left ear, which looked a bit chilly.
"You know, the relationship between stepson and stepmother is always a little difficult to get along with each other sometimes."
At this moment, the voice of the flight attendant came from the radio station again, "Flight 00X83 to Los Angeles is about to take off. Passengers please come to the ticket gate to check in."
Su Wanqing looked at Su Jiuge's somewhat angry face and lowered her head in shame: "I'm sorry, mom, go to Los Angeles alone. I will call you often. I want to stay with Xichen."
It was too late, so Su Jiuge could only snort, drag his suitcase, and turn around to leave angrily.
Looking at her mother's appearance, Su Wanqing felt even more guilty, and she couldn't help but feel like crying.
"Don't be sad, it's not your fault, Wan Qing." Luo Xichen took her into his arms affectionately.
"If there are 10,000 steps between us, you only need to take the first step, and I will take the remaining 9,999 steps."
He grabbed her hand tightly and continued: "There are millions of difficulties waiting for us, but you only need to be brave and leave the rest to me."
Su Wanqing raised her head, her eyes covered with a faint haze. She held his hand tightly and walked back along the road to the airport.
There is nothing to be afraid of. Even if it is sin, even if it is shame, it is nothing compared to the three words "Luo Xichen". The next day, after getting up in the morning, the two of them had breakfast leisurely. Aunt Yan's cooking was good and the taste was delicious.
Coupled with Luo Xichen feeding her like a piglet, Su Wanqing was 100% full.
At about nine o'clock, Luo Xichen drove Su Wanqing to the airport. When he arrived at the waiting hall, he found that Su Jiuge was already waiting there.
"Wan Qing, you're here." Su Jiuge greeted him with a smile, but when his eyes made contact with Luo Xichen, his slender eyebrows were slightly raised.
"Mom." Luo Xichen took the initiative to say hello to Su Jiuge, "Congratulations, you are going to Los Angeles to take the show."
Su Jiuge looked at him. Not only was there no trace of happiness on his face, but his eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter, and he said, "You two were together last night?"
"Yes." Luo Xichen affirmed without hesitation, with a magnanimous expression and a sincere tone, "Mom, please, don't let Wan Qing go to Los Angeles. American films often take half a year to shoot. I want Wan Qing to stay in X city
, stay with me.”
His words were straightforward enough, direct enough, and sincere enough.
Su Jiuge sneered: "Do you think I will agree and help you?"
"This has nothing to do with whether you agree or not. I just came to inform you that you respect our mother." Luo Xichen's words were not polite at all and his attitude was very tough.
"You——" Su Jiuge's face became increasingly ugly.
"I don't think it's just me, but my father won't agree either." Luo Xichen raised his eyebrows, "If I'm not wrong, it was your private decision to take Wan Qing to Los Angeles this time."
A sharp look flashed across Su Jiuge's narrow eyes, which made people feel cruel.
"Are you threatening me with Xuan?"
At this moment, a voice came from the radio station, "Flight 00X83 to Los Angeles is about to take off. Passengers please come to the ticket gate to check in."
An anxious look began to appear on Su Jiuge's face.
"Of course not. I just hope that today's events will not make me hate my mother."
Luo Xichen tilted his head slightly, revealing the wolf tooth earring on his left ear, which looked a bit chilly.
"You know, the relationship between stepson and stepmother is always a little difficult to get along with each other sometimes."
At this moment, the voice of the flight attendant came from the radio station again, "Flight 00X83 to Los Angeles is about to take off. Passengers please come to the ticket gate to check in."
Su Wanqing looked at Su Jiuge's somewhat angry face and lowered her head in shame: "I'm sorry, mom, go to Los Angeles alone. I will call you often. I want to stay with Xichen."
It was too late, so Su Jiuge could only snort, drag his suitcase, and turn around to leave angrily.
Looking at her mother's appearance, Su Wanqing felt even more guilty, and she couldn't help but feel like crying.
"Don't be sad, it's not your fault, Wan Qing." Luo Xichen took her into his arms affectionately.
"If there are 10,000 steps between us, you only need to take the first step, and I will take the remaining 9,999 steps."
He grabbed her hand tightly and continued: "There are millions of difficulties waiting for us, but you only need to be brave and leave the rest to me."
Su Wanqing raised her head, her eyes covered with a faint haze. She held his hand tightly and walked back along the road to the airport.
There is nothing to be afraid of. Even sin and shame are nothing compared to the words "Luo Xichen".