Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Shiche's tall figure was thrown to the ground, and he frowned in pain, but he obviously didn't even have the strength to stand up. He propped himself on the ground with one hand, and let out a muffled growl from his throat.

Thick blood flowed from his nose and dripped on the ground.

Yan Chu stood by the door, condescendingly looking at the man kneeling and struggling in pain, his eyes became more and more deep and complicated.

[Young Castle Lord, you need to find a way to determine whether Mo Shiche or Mu Yunshen has the genetic disease of Gu poison, or both of them have it. 】

[Chu'er, the Mo family and the Mu family were cursed by the poison of the Sheng family in Miao Jiang, and their offspring will have genetic diseases...]

Yan Chu suddenly took a few steps forward, and stood still in front of Mo Shiche, staring at him coldly with downcast eyes, "Mo Shiche, are you sick?"

The symptoms at the time of this poisoning are basically not wrong.

It is the Gu poison of the Sheng family in Southern Miaojiang.

So—he couldn't live.

So he cruelly pushed Weiwei away.

So he wanted to match him and Weiwei.

So he let go of it simply and decisively.

So... It's not that he really doesn't love Weiwei anymore?

Yan Chu's heart suddenly overflowed with infinite panic, as if there was a crack in what he thought he was holding tightly in his hand, he suddenly leaned over and lifted Mo Shiche's collar with both hands, directly lifted him up and pressed him against the wall——

He lowered his head and approached him, with a stern look on his usually gentle brows, "Mo Shiche, if you have Gu poison, then die far away, you have hurt Weiwei cruelly, she is my woman now My fiancée, if you dare to provoke her again, I will never let you go."

Mo Shiche was being pulled up by the collar, his whole body was shaking, he was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, his blood-stained handsome face was contorted, and the nosebleed was still flowing.

As long as she is a woman, it is absolutely impossible not to feel distressed by this handsome and incomplete look.

Especially the woman who loves him.

Yan Chu gritted his teeth, slammed his body against the wall again, and warned in a cold voice, "Did you hear what I said clearly? Luo Qiangwei has nothing to do with you now, and she won't be in the future. Stay away from her, are you Life or death has nothing to do with her—”

After only five or six seconds, the door was knocked suddenly, and a sweet female voice came, "Ah Chu, are you in?"

Yan Chu's whole body tensed up suddenly. He pinched Mo Shiche's handsome face with his palms to prevent him from making any noise. He turned his head to the door and said, "Weiwei, I'm changing clothes. Go outside soon. Wait for me in the lobby."

Luo Qiangwei put down her hands. Originally, the receptionist asked her to come over and ask, and said calmly, "If the size is not right, you can come out and talk about it. If you think it's OK after you try it, then order this set. I want to go back and catch up on sleep."

The tiredness and indifference in her words are actually obvious, and they are not intentional, but they are more chilling than intentional.

Yan Chu's eyes were dark, "Well, okay, sit down when you're tired, and I'll come out right away."

"Ah."

Luo Qiangwei outside the door left.

Yan Chu didn't back away until he could no longer hear footsteps.

As soon as he let go, Mo Shiche fell to his knees along the wall. He was obviously in extreme pain, his handsome face was pale with sweat, his long and tall body trembled and twitched, and he clutched his heart tightly with one hand.

It seemed as if he would die in excruciating pain at any moment.

Yan Chu was tall and tall, just looking at him like this, his eyes hesitated and changed, and finally he pursed his lips and said coldly, "You gave Weiwei to me, and I won't let you take her away again, Mo Shiche, It was you who gave it to me, not me who snatched it."

He seemed to be talking to him, but also to himself, twice in a row.

After speaking, he turned and opened the door and walked out.

Then he closed the door smoothly.