It takes 20 hours to fly from X city in China to Los Angeles in the United States. Su Wanqing and Luo Mingxuan were sitting in the first class cabin next to each other.
Su Wanqing was sitting by the window. When we drove over the Pacific Ocean, there was lightning and thunder and heavy rain. Looking from this position, many clouds collided together, creating a bright and spectacular scene.
It was night, and although she was very tired, she couldn't sleep even if she put on a blindfold because she was worried about her mother.
"Qingqing, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Luo Mingxuan asked worriedly when he saw her tossing and turning on the soft seat, looking uneasy.
"No." Su Wanqing shook her head, but the worry between her eyebrows became more and more serious.
"Since I can't sleep, let's chat." Luo Mingxuan raised his hand, called the stewardess, and ordered two cups of Blue Mountain, one warm for her and one with ice for himself.
Su Wanqing didn't answer and took a sip, thinking in her heart that she had nothing to say to the man in front of her.
"I heard that you and Xichen are living together."
Luo Mingxuan held an iced coffee cup in his hand, but there was a fire hidden in his eyes. He looked at her intently, as if he wanted to burn a hole in her.
"Aren't you ashamed to do such a thing when you are so young, not yet twenty years old?"
Su Wanqing's hands shook slightly, her heart tightened, and she pursed her lips tightly.
"There is nothing to be ashamed of. Have Xichen and I done anything shameful?"
Luo Mingxuan sneered: "You know what you have done. Qingqing, you just had a series of vicious scandals. How long did it take to stop them? Are you unwilling to be lonely again?"
His mouth was vicious and he also hid poison in his heart. The poison soaked into his internal organs and almost made him breathless.
Faced with Jie Jie's questioning, Su Wanqing was surprisingly calm, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and even her voice became calmer: "Xichen and I truly love each other, and I don't think I'm wrong."
Her words deeply stimulated him, causing the muscles on his face to spasm. He lowered his voice and said viciously in her ear: "You are committing incest! Qingqing, don't anger me, you know,
I love you."
"Do you love me?" Su Wanqing raised her head and felt funny.
Facing her questioning tone, Luo Mingxuan nodded sternly: "Of course."
Su Wanqing stared at her, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and the sarcasm in her eyes was unmistakable, and she said in a deep voice: "Dad, you love the girl in the photo, right?"
Luo Mingxuan's expression froze, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes, as vast as the deep sea, also narrowed.
"Don't talk nonsense, I only love you."
Su Wanqing didn't believe him at all, and her clear black eyes became clearer and clearer: "Dad, I remember you once told me that you fell in love with me when you first saw me."
"Haha, isn't it funny? I was fourteen that year, and you just saw the phantom of the girl in the photo in me. I look so much like her, don't I?"
She pressed him with questions, refusing to give in or allow him to dodge, eager to know the answer.
Luo Mingxuan took a big sip of iced coffee. The cold touch calmed him down, and his eyes returned to their usual sharpness.
"Qingqing, you are only nineteen years old. You are at an age where you love fantasy. If you say some ignorant words, I won't argue with you."
"What we are discussing now is about you and Xichen living together. It has nothing to do with that photo." He tried to change the topic back. It takes 20 hours to fly from X city in China to Los Angeles, USA. Su Wan
Qing and Luo Mingxuan were sitting next to each other in the first class cabin.
Su Wanqing was sitting by the window. When we drove over the Pacific Ocean, there was lightning and thunder and heavy rain. Looking from this position, many clouds collided together, creating a bright and spectacular scene.
It was night, and although she was very tired, she couldn't sleep even if she put on a blindfold because she was worried about her mother.
"Qingqing, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Luo Mingxuan asked worriedly when he saw her tossing and turning on the soft seat, looking uneasy.
"No." Su Wanqing shook her head, but the worry between her eyebrows became more and more serious.
"Since I can't sleep, let's chat." Luo Mingxuan raised his hand, called the stewardess, and ordered two cups of Blue Mountain, one warm for her and one with ice for himself.
Su Wanqing didn't answer and took a sip, thinking in her heart that she had nothing to say to the man in front of her.
"I heard that you and Xichen are living together."
Luo Mingxuan held an iced coffee cup in his hand, but there was a fire hidden in his eyes. He looked at her intently, as if he wanted to burn a hole in her.
"Aren't you ashamed to do such a thing when you are so young, not yet twenty years old?"
Su Wanqing's hands shook slightly, her heart tightened, and she pursed her lips tightly.
"There is nothing to be ashamed of. Have Xichen and I done anything shameful?"
Luo Mingxuan sneered: "You know what you have done. Qingqing, you just had a series of vicious scandals. How long did it take to stop them? Are you unwilling to be lonely again?"
His mouth was vicious and he also hid poison in his heart. The poison soaked into his internal organs and almost made him breathless.
Faced with Jie Jie's questioning, Su Wanqing was surprisingly calm, her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and even her voice became calmer: "Xichen and I truly love each other, and I don't think I'm wrong."
Her words deeply stimulated him, causing the muscles on his face to spasm. He lowered his voice and said viciously in her ear: "You are committing incest! Qingqing, don't anger me, you know,
I love you."
"Do you love me?" Su Wanqing raised her head and felt funny.
Facing her questioning tone, Luo Mingxuan nodded sternly: "Of course."
Su Wanqing stared at her, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and the sarcasm in her eyes was unmistakable, and she said in a deep voice: "Dad, you love the girl in the photo, right?"
Luo Mingxuan's expression froze, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes, as vast as the deep sea, also narrowed.
"Don't talk nonsense, I only love you."
Su Wanqing didn't believe him at all, and her clear black eyes became clearer and clearer: "Dad, I remember you once told me that you fell in love with me when you first saw me."
"Haha, isn't it funny? I was fourteen that year, and you just saw the phantom of the girl in the photo in me. I look so much like her, don't I?"
She pressed him with questions, refusing to give in or allow him to dodge, eager to know the answer.
Luo Mingxuan took a big sip of iced coffee. The cold touch calmed him down, and his eyes returned to their usual sharpness.
"Qingqing, you are only nineteen years old. You are at an age where you love fantasy. If you say some ignorant words, I won't argue with you."
"What we are discussing now is about you and Xi Chen living together, and it has nothing to do with that photo." He tried to change the topic back.