Your Excellency, I love you!

"He doesn't love Luo Qiangwei!" Luo Hongying kicked Xia Yuan to the ground, stepped on her face with her high heels, and gritted her teeth, "Mo Shiche is mine, I will get him sooner or later!"

Xia Yuan lay down in a state of distress, but she smiled even more contemptuously, "The CEO doesn't love you...you don't deserve him...you can't compare to Luo Qiangwei at all..."

Luo Hongying narrowed her pupils, knelt down and pulled out the dagger, then stabbed it in fiercely, "Shut up!"

Xia Yuan was shocked, her eyes closed suddenly, and she was completely silent.

Luo Hong's chest heaved with anger, she tore off the film gloves on her hand, and took out a long skirt from her bag - she took it from Luo Qiangwei's former room.

Luo Hongying changed into a long skirt, covered her face with a hat and a mask, got up and walked out.

…………

Early the next morning, a piece of news shocked everyone——Xia Yuan died!

And the police found a suspicious woman in the few cameras near the rental house where she lived. She couldn't see her face clearly, but her figure was very similar to Luo Qiangwei.

And the clothes she wore were also in Luo Qiangwei's style. Someone accused Luo Qiangwei of wearing that skirt.

So Luo Qiangwei was brought into the police station for interrogation again.

She was still released after the interrogation, because the back view cannot be used as strong evidence, but only as a suspicion.

But this was enough to set off a turbulent wave in the public opinion circle, Luo Qiangwei was pushed to the cusp of the storm, scolded, and the city was full of trouble.

Luo Qiangwei herself didn't have any other emotions. Facing the reporters' siege and interception, she looked indifferent. After leaving the police station, she took a special car and went back to the small villa where she lives now.

All she has to do now is wait.

In other words, she was still gambling.

He bet that Luo Hongying would not be able to bear it, and would want to take care of her with his own hands—just as urgently as she wanted to take care of her.

Just like... as urgent as in the previous life.

…………

At night, at eleven o'clock.

The huge small villa was empty, only Luo Qiangwei was alone.

She was sitting on the sofa in a white silk nightdress, staring at the variety show on the screen.

Suddenly there was a slight movement through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

A woman in a black tights walked in.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Luo Qiangwei seemed to have heard it, put down the remote control, and stood up.

With a click, the wall lamp that was not too bright in the living room was turned on.

Luo Qiangwei immediately saw the face of the woman in front of her and the dagger in her hand.

"What's my cousin doing?" She smiled, "Come to me with a knife in the middle of the night, because you want to settle the old and new grudges together?"

"I thought Shi Che was good to you, but it seems like that," Luo Hongying smiled sarcastically, "Kicking you out of the house just after something happened just proves that he doesn't have you in his heart."

Luo Qiangwei curled her hair with her fingers, squinted her eyes and smiled, "President Mo is a wolf, and I am also very desperate, but no matter what, I will be his ex-wife, but what are you?"

Luo Hongying raised her face, "I will marry him and become Mrs. Mo."

"Why do I not believe it? He would rather sleep with Xia Yuan's little secretary than you. It can only prove that you have no temptation for him," Luo Qiangwei said aggressively, "I think it's impossible for President Mo to marry Xia Yuan. marry you--"

"That stupid woman has already been stabbed to death by me!" Luo Hongying was instantly irritated, "She will not appear again, and there will be no other women after you die, only me by his side!"

"So you really stabbed Xia Yuan to death?" Luo Qiangwei showed surprise, she suppressed the sarcasm in her eyes, and stepped back as if she was very frightened, "You...do you want to kill me?"