Your Excellency, I love you!

The crisp slap sounded in the lifeless living room.

Luo Qiangwei's palms were numb, she looked at the man who was beaten on her side, and smiled coldly and mockingly, "Okay, honorable President Mo, I offended you again this time, if you get tired of me, I won't pamper me anymore If so... how are you going to hold me accountable for the slap I slapped you?"

Mo Shiche lightly licked the hot corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, pulled his lips and smiled lowly, "Can I understand that you are asking for a fuck?"

"No, if you want to force this understanding, you can rape me like countless times before," Luo Qiangwei resisted the slight pain in her heart, and calmly sarcastically said, "But you should be careful, I It may kick you into a lifeless life."

There was a moment of silence, and then the weight on his body suddenly disappeared.

Mo Shiche walked to the sofa again and sat down, opened a bottle of wine and poured it into a glass, and said flatly, "You like Mo Xiao, I know that."

Luo Qiangwei sat up slowly, subconsciously stretched out her hands to caress her upper abdomen, lowered her head to relieve the feeling of stomach churning, Mo Shiche looked at her, thinking that she was still not feeling well after the abortion.

The Adam's apple rolled, and he said hoarsely for a while, "Go upstairs, take a shower and sleep."

Luo Qiangwei ignored his words, and the feeling of nausea subsided a little, so she picked up the handbag on the ground and walked out.

The man's cold and hoarse voice sounded again, "I told you to go upstairs to sleep, do you have to be fucked to be honest?"

Luo Qiangwei paused slightly.

Clenching her fingertips tightly, her eyes were red again.

"I don't want to say it for the third time," the voice mixed with swallowing alcohol was warm, "It's late, go upstairs to sleep."

Luo Qiangwei stood there for a few minutes, and finally turned around and went upstairs.

Going back to the second bedroom where she lived these days, the door was locked, and she didn't have the energy to take a shower. She threw herself directly into the soft big bed, and soon fell asleep from sleepiness.

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Luo Qiangwei thought that Mo Shiche would drive her away or do something else, but he didn't. She woke up the next morning and he was no longer at home.

After eating the breakfast made by the servant, she called her grandma. She didn't mention the quarrel last night, but just asked how she and Xiao Taozi Ningning were doing in Australia, and she would be back in a few days.

After finishing the call, she went to the set.

To her surprise, Mo Shiche did not come back to spend the night that night.

He didn't show up for seven days in a row, and he didn't call or text. Although Luo Qiangwei had questions, she didn't call to ask.

On the morning of the eighth day, she was woken up by the vibration of Yue Jing's WeChat, asking her to quickly watch the entertainment news he sent.

Luo Qiangwei clicked in a daze, the huge title.

[The president of the Mo family lived together with his new love, and walked in and out of the apartment arm in arm...]

Attached below is a photo of a petite woman holding the arm of a tall man as they walked into the apartment building from the underground parking lot.

Although it's not high-definition, you can tell it's Mo Shiche at a glance.

She was stiff for a few seconds, and her fingers curled up unconsciously, but she soon came back to her senses.

He quarreled with her for no reason that day, and he didn't come back to stay overnight for another week. Was it because he really had a new woman?

Although there was a slight tingling sensation in her heart, Luo Qiangwei didn't react too much.

Even though he had said that he loved her countless times before, and had chased and coaxed her for a long time, they were divorced couples after all, and it was his freedom for him to find a woman, and she had no right or position to say anything.