Your Excellency, I love you!

Even if the evidence in her hand is forged now, it is the only evidence that exists. During the filming in Yunnan, in order not to reveal the inside story, all the filming archives and cameras have been destroyed by Mo Shiche.

Even if someone from the program crew saw it at the time, but their words were groundless, a hundred people could be regarded as being bribed by Mo Shiche if they came forward to clarify, and Xia Yuan, with her body covered in scars and her tragic current situation, was enough to set off a shocking event. public opinion.

As long as there is public opinion, Luo Qiangwei is doomed to be scolded to the bottom of the valley and become notorious, no amount of power can save her——

"That's right, that's really sad." Luo Qiangwei smiled indifferently, "What should I do, even though you framed me and slandered me so much, I still can't help but want to tell you..."

She is taller than Xia Yuan, leaning close to her ear, Liao Lian chuckled, "Do you think that Luo Hongying loves Mo Shi Che so crazily, trying every means to kill me, and you alone once followed Mo Shi Che?" The woman next to Che, will she take your life?"

Xia Yuan didn't take it seriously when she heard the words, "Heh, you are so low-level to provoke, what do you mean by keeping my life, does she, Luo Hongying, still dare to kill people?"

Luo Qiangwei sneered lightly and did not speak again.

Point to end.

She wanted to give Xia Yuan a last hand. After all, she was the one who approached her first and let her get involved in this vortex, so she didn't want her to really lose her life.

But each person has his own destiny, and he chooses his own path.

The door of the interrogation room was kicked open suddenly, and there was a loud bang——

Xia Yuan turned around, only to see a tall and handsome man walking in with long legs, he didn't seem to see her, or where there was Luo Qiangwei, he never saw other people.

Mo Shiche walked up to Luo Qiangwei, stretched out his arms and hooked her waist, but Luo Qiangwei turned away as if she had no bones, and smiled coquettishly, "Oh, it's true, Mr. Mo, your old love Miss Xia Still watching here."

Mo Shiche's black eyes swept coldly, and Xia Yuan's whole body was shocked by the sharp eyes, and she subconsciously took a step back, "President..."

Mo Shiche's expression was sullen, and he was about to pick her up with his hand. Xia Yuan was so frightened when she thought how he kicked the hot pot soup and the table on her body, she immediately turned around and ran out.

The policeman at the door couldn't stop him, and he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Young Master Mo, she is the reporter after all, and we also..."

He backed away while talking, because he felt that Mo Shiche would rush over to beat him at any moment if he said one more sentence...

Seeing this, Luo Qiangwei walked over and hugged Mo Shiche's arm, "President Mo, don't be angry, I'm fine, they just asked me a few words, am I fine?"

Mo Shiche looked down at her expressionlessly, "Who did you say was my old love just now?"

"I'll just say it casually..."

The man still has no expression.

"Okay, I was wrong." Luo Qiangwei pulled him to sit down on the chair, straddled him, and stroked his short hair with her fingers, "Let's not get angry with President Mo, shall we?"

And it's all his peach blossoms, how come she needs to coax him... Why should he be angry!

Mo Shiche still had a cold face, "Who are you Mo always?"

Luo Qiangwei held his handsome face, lowered her head and kissed his thin lips and bridge of nose, "It's my husband, Mo Daidai, who is kissing this one."

The policeman at the door suddenly felt that he had been given a bowl of dog food head-on, and immediately closed the door with his eyes closed...