Your Excellency, I love you!

"I don't!" Luo Qiangwei patted his hand away and stepped back, "Why are you sending me back, I won't go!"

"You can also see that I can't control Mo Xiao, he will come out at any time," Mo Shiche pulled his lips mockingly, his handsome face was covered with anger, "If you don't leave, stay here and wait for him to hurt you" Violent you."

"Just because of this you want to send me away?" She clutched the corner of the quilt with her slender fingers, angry but calm, "Mo Shiche, do you know how hard it was for me to find you here?"

The man didn't speak, his eyes dimmed slightly.

She thought he was shaken, so she pursed her lips and said, "Actually, next time Mo Xiao..."

"There will be no next time." Mo Shiche turned around and took out her long dress from the closet, looking down at her, "There is no phone or computer here. I will take you to the airport to buy a ticket."

Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "It seems that you really plan to die here alone, isolated from the outside world. I'm curious who will be responsible for burying you, that short-haired woman?"

Mo Shiche didn't make a sound, and leaned over to hug her. Luo Qiangwei didn't struggle, and let him dress herself.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the man half kneeling on the ground who was putting on socks and shoes for herself, "I'm going back to Jiangcheng, you stay here? Do you want to make cakes and plant flowers and wait to die?"

After a pause, she said again, "Mo Shiche, I don't have a document, so I can't buy a plane ticket."

"You don't need your own papers."

Mo Shiche walked out of the villa with her in his arms, and put her down by the fence at the gate, "I'll go and drive the car over."

She grabbed his arm and looked at him with black and white eyes, "Mo Shiche, you insist on sending me away, don't you?"

The man looked back at her. Although he didn't answer, his silent and strong eyes had already told her the answer.

She let go of her hand all of a sudden, neither making trouble nor asking, and said flatly, "Okay, then go and drive here."

"Well, I'll let Yun Shen pick you up,"

Standing under the huge villa full of roses, Luo Qiangwei looked up at the magnificent scene like a sea of ​​flowers.

If he really died in such a beautiful place...it would be nice.

Sometimes life is really tiring.

Mo Shiche drove over from the garage at the back, only to find that the woman who was standing was gone.

He originally thought she was just returning to the villa, so he got out of the car and went in to find her. However, when he searched the entire villa and the back garden and still couldn't find it, he was sure—she had run away.

Mo Shiche immediately drove to the small town, found the police here, and asked them to use their police force to search around.

Then he returned to the villa, and met He Ya at the door who heard the news, "President Mo, is Miss Luo gone?"

The man's handsome face was extremely gloomy, his jaw tensed, "Did you see her?"

"No," He Ya shook her head, "Is it possible that Miss Luo returned to China by herself..."

He interrupted her indifferently, "She won't leave unless I force her."

"President Mo, since you know Miss Luo won't leave, why do you force her to leave?"

He Ya looked at him, with eyes full of admiration, and a little bit of anticipation that could not be controlled, "Since you plan to die here... why don't you let Ms. Luo accompany you? You... Don't you love her very much?"

"Whether I let her accompany me is a matter between me and her. You don't need and have no right to judge anything,"

Mo Shiche's handsome face was expressionless, revealing the cruelty of a man towards other women, "As for whether I love her or not, you don't need to ask—"