Your Excellency, I love you!

Luo Qiangwei was startled, and before she could react, a tall figure suddenly blocked her, and while wrapping her long arms around her slender waist, he hugged her completely——

Luo Qiangwei was hugged heavily by Mo Shiche. The long-lost sense of familiarity and intimacy made her heart tremble. The man quickly put the suit jacket on her body, pulling the neckline tightly.

It completely covered her naked body.

The receptionist trotted over in a hurry, "I'm sorry Miss Luo, I just went to answer the phone..."

"Is this how you go to work?" Mo Shiche's face was expressionless, but his black eyes were extremely cold, "It doesn't matter if there are guests. If someone deliberately took a picture of what happened just now, do you know what the consequences will be?"

The receptionist was too frightened to move by his dark eyes, "I'm sorry Miss Luo, I will definitely pay attention next time..."

"Go and delete the monitoring in the store," the man's voice was strong and unquestionable, "Check all the security phones in the monitoring room, and if any photos are leaked, I will directly retaliate."

"...Yes, I'll go right away!" The receptionist ran quickly.

Mo Shiche held Luo Qiangwei's waist with one hand, bent down and pulled up the wedding dress that had fallen from her body, and then let her go.

He didn't speak, but just stared at her deeply, Luo Qiangwei smiled charmingly, "What's the matter, Mr. Mo probably won't think that I'm pretty, so what do you think of a scumbag?"

He still didn't speak, and Luo Qiangwei didn't want to say any more, so she grabbed her wedding dress and walked to the dressing room.

The man suddenly grabbed her arm.

She was slightly angry, but before she could do anything, Mo Shiche suddenly reached out and straightened the necklace on her slender neck.

He withdrew his hand, took a step back and looked at her beautiful appearance in a full wedding dress, with turbulent waves in his eyes, his eyes changed several times, and finally returned to calm.

The corner of the mouth is hooked with the deepest smile after years of life and death.

Mo Shiche said in a low voice, "Happy wedding."

His girl will be the most beautiful and happiest bride in Jiangcheng.

Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, "Why, President Mo won't come to my wedding?"

"Well, I won't come," Mo Shiche looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "I'm going to settle in the United States, and I won't come back in the future,"

After a pause, he added, "You will never see me again, as you wish, Jiangcheng will be left to you."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, and after a while, she lowered her eyes and answered, "Oh."

She continued to walk forward.

The man's voice sounded behind him again, as calm as deep still water, he repeated in a hoarse voice, "Happy newlyweds."

Luo Qiangwei didn't turn her head and didn't respond anymore, she walked out of the corridor, and a figure blocked her, "Weiwei, have you changed?"

Yan Chu was talking to her, when he suddenly looked up and saw in the corridor behind Luo Qiangwei, Mo Shiche was leaning on the wall with one hand and pressing his chest with the other. He seemed to be in extreme pain, and he knelt down slowly...

His eyes tightened, and he immediately pulled Luo Qiangwei away to prevent her from turning around, "Wei Wei, go and wear it, if you can, get this set."

Luo Qiangwei didn't have any thoughts, she responded lightly and walked out with lowered eyes.

As soon as she left, Yan Chu immediately walked into the corridor. Mo Shiche was already kneeling on the ground with one knee, his shoulders were shaking violently, and the tense veins in his temples showed that he was in great pain.

With deep eyes, Yan Chu suddenly opened the door of the men's locker room next to him, leaned over and grabbed Mo Shiche by the collar, directly dragged him in, and threw him heavily on the ground.

Then close the door, lock it—