Your Excellency, I love you!

It was the servant who found her outside the door when he came out to water the flowers, and hurriedly turned around to call Mo Shiche.

A man in a white shirt and black trousers came out of the villa.

Through a large door, Luo Qiangwei grabbed the railing with her slender hands, looked at the handsome man approaching, "Mo Shiche, open the door."

"Has the divorce agreement been signed?" Mo Shiche said with a blank expression, "If it is, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle it now."

"I won't sign if you don't make it clear," she said stubbornly, clenching her fingers tightly, "I don't accept anything you said before. You saved my life regardless of your life. You washed my feet, hugged me and brushed my teeth. It's not pretending...you love me..."

"I don't love you," he said indifferently. "It's just a momentary interest. You take off your clothes every day and fuck me. Is there anything wrong with me being nicer to you? It's the same with another woman, but your face is beautiful. I love you." There is bound to be more interest."

She didn't speak, just looked at him fixedly.

Mo Shiche turned around and walked back to the villa.

About 15 minutes later, he came out again, followed by several servants carrying suitcases.

This time the door was opened, and the suitcase was placed in front of her. Mo Shiche stated softly, "This is all the things you have in my house. I'll have someone clean it up for you. You should never come here again, and don't go in again." .”

Luo Qiangwei looked down at those suitcases, and after a while, she said, "I won't leave unless you explain clearly."

"What do you want me to say?"

Her stubbornness made Mo Shiche inexplicably angry, "Luo Qiangwei, I accepted that you chased me for 17 years, but I never promised that I would never change my mind for the rest of my life. You can't rely on a man. You are no longer an innocent little girl." Now, I think you should be very clear about this, how much more do you want to wrestle with it."

Luo Qiangwei lowered her head, her eyes were sore, she suddenly thought of the last life, this life, and the countless times when the bed was lingering, his low and intoxicating whispers of promises...

You can't rely on a man, doesn't she know?

She should... know better than anyone else...

But why doesn't she want to leave now, why... only wants him...

"I'm not leaving," she said.

Mo Shiche pursed his thin lips tightly, without saying anything, turned around and walked back to the villa.

Luo Qiangwei didn't tell him to chase him, but just stood outside the door.

She thinks a lot.

Scenes of the past flashed in her mind, and she suddenly couldn't remember the vow she made when she was reborn.

Vow to never love him again.

I swear that I will never be bound by love again in this life.

Just a few short months.

Why did she come to this step today, where did her firmness go?

It was getting dark.

Luo Qiangwei was still standing.

Footsteps sounded again, and Mo Shiche came out. He stood in front of her, clenched his hands as if suppressing his temper, but his face was still indifferent, "Luo Qiangwei, what exactly do you need to agree to divorce, tell me, I'll go Do."

"What do you want..." She lowered her head and smiled lightly, "Or you can kneel down to me. You have never kneeled down to propose marriage. If you want a divorce, you should at least ask..."

Before she finished speaking, the next second, the tall and straight man in front of her suddenly knelt down.

Luo Qiangwei was shocked.

Mo Shiche knelt down on his knees, kneeling in front of her, and said, "I beg you, let me go, and let yourself go too."

Hearing his familiar voice, Luo Qiangwei was a little dazed, and then smiled softly.

How pathetic...and ridiculous.

She closed her eyes, imagining the scene where she had imagined him proposing to her countless times. While tears fell, she curled her red lips and smiled, "Okay, I promise... let you go, and let me go .”