Your Excellency, I love you!

【Shi Che, the medicine will cause you to vomit everything you eat, and it may last for half a month. You can't get greasy, not at all. I'll have someone give you nutrients every day. 】

[In addition, the doctor suggested that you receive closed treatment for half a year, but the possibility of a radical cure...is almost zero, so I have already pushed it away for you. I know you want to go home more, Shi Che, go home. 】

[I went to Mo Qingshan in the past few days, and he said that there is no antidote, and he said...it's none of his business if you die. 】

The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking and cold smile.

None of his business, really.

Mo Shiche bent over and stood there for a while, then straightened up, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and changed his clothes.

The doorbell rang just as he was going downstairs.

The maid went to open the door.

Yan Chu walked into the entrance.

Mo Shiche was walking to the middle of the stairs when he saw his eyes turn cold, "What are you doing here?"

Luo Qiangwei in the restaurant also stood up and looked at him nervously.

Yan Chu looked up at him, "Let me explain what happened that day."

Mo Shiche looked at him, and then looked down at Luo Qiangwei, "You eat first, and I'll take you for a walk by the river after eating."

Yan Chu followed Mo Shiche upstairs.

Luo Qiangwei wanted to stop them, but she was afraid that Mo Shiche would misunderstand... She gripped the knife and fork tightly, sat down at the dining table again, picked up the steak and stuffed it into her mouth, feeling like it tasted like wax.

Hope they don't fight, don't...

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study.

Mo Shiche's slender figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He lit a cigarette, but he didn't smoke it. He just smelled the smoke to refresh himself.

Yan Chu stood behind him, his hand cut by the broken porcelain was wrapped in gauze, "You know my father always wanted me to go back to accept Yanjiabao, so he deliberately framed Weiwei and me on the bed for you to see Now, in order for you to suppress me and force me to go back."

"so?"

Yan Chu said, "I hope you don't blame Weiwei."

Strange?

Mo Shiche thought of the picture of Luo Qiangwei lying naked on the bed with Yan Chu.

Thinking of the scene of Luo Qiangwei waiting for him at home to wash his hands and make soup to please him.

Why did the woman he held in his hands go through such an embarrassing and humiliating thing.

He didn't like her careful look, as if it seemed that she was at fault, and she was not at all wrong.

Mo Shiche smiled coldly and sarcastically, "It's not your turn to talk about this matter, let alone since you know that Yan Tianyan will do such a thing to force you to go back, you should consciously stay away from Luo Qiangwei."

Yan Chu pursed her lips and asked for a while, "You don't believe her?"

"I believe her," Mo Shiche said flatly, "I don't believe you."

Yan Chu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed softly, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, and I don't need your trust, but since you said you believed in Weiwei, don't hurt her a bit because of it—otherwise, I will definitely I won't let you go."

"She is my woman, my wife, and she has nothing to do with you, and it's not your turn to let go of anything,"

Mo Shiche squinted his eyes and scoffed coldly, "Get lost."

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When Yan Chu went downstairs, Luo Qiangwei was still eating steak.

She stuffed it into her mouth almost mechanically, and every time she bit it, she felt nauseous for no reason... But when she thought that it was fried by Mo Shiche, she tried hard to swallow it down.

Hearing footsteps, she immediately stood up and looked over, "Ah Chu..."

Why... he came down alone?

"Mo Shiche is answering the phone upstairs. I have already explained to him that this incident was deliberately designed by my father to force me to go back." Yan Chu looked at her pale face with guilt and distress, "I'm sorry Weiwei ...I'm the one who hurt you."