Your Excellency, I love you!

"Oh."

Luo Qiangwei responded lightly, knowing that Mo Shiche did it on purpose, okay, she just sat here and waited for him.

When night fell, Mo Shiche still didn't come up from the meeting room. Xia Yuan packed up her things and wanted to leave, but Luo Qiangwei stood up and called her back, "Don't tell me, Mo Shiche is still in the meeting."

Xia Yuan said coldly, "President Mo left work an hour ago, and there is an important dinner in Dezhuang tonight. He has already passed, and I have to go now."

Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, then sneered, why, playing with her?It must be decided that she must find him.

She didn't ask any more questions, and went directly to Dezhuang.

But Dezhuang is a high-end private hotel, and you can't get in without a reservation card. Luo Qiangwei called Mo Shiche but he didn't answer, and he didn't reply to all the text messages, no matter how much she scolded.

It was getting dark.

After ten o'clock, almost all the people eating in Dezhuang had left. Luo Qiangwei squatted alone under the street lamp, not caring that the hem of her skirt rubbed against the ground, and kept sending text messages to Mo Shiche.

The phone indicated that the battery was less than [-]%, so she asked the driver to buy a power bank, and continued to send while charging, cursing all the nasty words...

There is a river behind Dezhuang, and this is the only exit, she won't come out if she doesn't believe him.

twelve o'clock.

The entire Jiangcheng was shrouded in the darkness of night.

In the box on the third floor of Dezhuang, a tall and handsome man stood in front of the French windows. In the darkness of the room, only the cigarette between his fingers was glowing scarlet, flickering on and off.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the slender figure squatting by the street lamp below, his eyes never moved a bit.

The phone left on the table kept vibrating, reminding him that he had calls and text messages.

Mo Shiche took a deep breath of his cigarette, listened to the vibrating notification sound, and then watched Luo Qiangwei stubbornly not leaving and guarding below, unexpectedly gained a huge sense of pleasure.

A sense of... metamorphosis.

It was as if everything had returned to the past—the time when she loved him and chased him, and only had him in her heart and eyes.

The same is true, she would be willing to wait for him in the office all day, whenever she was awake, she would send text messages and call him to harass him, and would go to the place where he eats and socializes to block him at every turn...

At that time, he could feel that she loved him. It was a love that didn't need him to prove to grasp it. It was strong and firm. It had been uninterrupted for 17 years. He got it very easily, and never thought of losing it.

When this love suddenly disappears, she will act or even cover up in front of him, and then there are other men around her, surpassing his position in her heart.

He sensed a strong sense of crisis, but no matter how good he was to her, even when he possessed her body on the bed, he still felt that this woman's heart no longer belonged to him completely.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses was like a thin thread wrapped around his heart, slowly but non-stop, and finally drew deep bloodstains, the pain was unbearable.

Mo Shiche knew that Luo Qiangwei would definitely come after him, and he was also satisfied that she was chasing him like before, thinking about him all day - even though she no longer loved him, but because of other men.

He didn't even want to break this situation... As long as he appeared in front of her, she would ruthlessly tear everything apart, and angrily lose her temper with him for other men.

Mo Shiche lit another cigarette, and just looked down at Luo Qiangwei who was squatting below, morbidly enjoying this emptiness but strong illusion, which could give him the illusion that she still loved him deeply.

While laughing at himself for doing such a useless and ridiculous thing, he just wanted to prolong this time.

Sad and contradictory, he thought faintly, probably Yun Shen would laugh at him to death if he found out.