Your Excellency, I love you!

"Mr. Mo, Miss Sheng almost slipped a tire just now," Luo Qiangwei curled her lips mockingly, "She is lying on a stretcher with your child in her arms, how heartless you are to say that you want to accompany me in front of her." Going to drink afternoon tea?"

Mo Shiche frowned, and exerted some strength with his big hand, unconsciously pinching red marks on her wrist, Luo Qiangwei frowned in pain——

The next second, Yan Song who was beside him came over, grabbed Mo Shiche's wrist, and pushed him away.

Mo Shiche was staring at Luo Qiangwei intently and deeply, and was pushed back a few steps by him without noticing for a moment, Yan Song put his arm around Luo Qiangwei's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Qiangwei, let's go, I will take you there New bakery."

Mo Shiche's handsome face turned cold, and his long legs stepped forward and grabbed Yan Song's arm to pull him away, and the other hand clasped Luo Qiangwei's wrist again, his eyes were cold, "Luo Qiangwei, I said I will go with you , you tell the irrelevant people to go now."

"The irrelevant person should be you, I have a better relationship with Young Master Yan than you," Luo Qiangwei looked at him with her lips drawn together, "What's more, Boss Mo has a happy family of three now, so why does he insist on pulling on me? It's not ancient times, do you still want to take concubines?"

Mo Shiche forcefully dragged her in front of him, looked down at her cold face, and sneered, "You have a better relationship with him than me? Luo Qiangwei, don't forget who is your husband—or is it You have traveled together for six days, do you really care about him?"

"Shangxin has nothing to do with you," she said with a smile on her lips. "Is it because I loved scum before that I'm not allowed to love men anymore?"

Mo Shiche's black eyes suddenly turned dark, "Luo Qiangwei!"

For a moment he seemed to crush her wrist—

Luo Qiangwei let out a cry of pain, and Yan Song stepped forward and punched him directly.

Mo Shiche's eyes turned cold, he raised his eyelids, and fought back directly.

The two equally tall men fought directly.

Yan Song is the second generation of officials. He grew up eating, drinking and having fun overseas. He couldn't be Mo Shiche's opponent. He was punched back in less than a few times, and his back hit the wall.

Mo Shi Chejun's face was expressionless, and he walked towards him with five fingers pinched. Luo Qiangwei rushed to block Yan Song, her beautiful eyes looked at him coldly, "Enough! Why did you hit him?!"

Seeing their move, the four bodyguards not far away also rushed over.

Seeing this, Luo Qiangwei supported Yan Song and was about to leave, she said to the bodyguard, "Don't let him block the way."

Mo Shiche's thin lips moved coldly, "Stop her."

Luo Qiangwei was startled.

In the next second, all four bodyguards stood in front of her.

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were a little shocked.

The bodyguard said neither humble nor overbearing, "Miss Luo, I'm sorry, we are all from the Mo family."

Mohists.

Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a few seconds, then turned her head to look at the handsome man behind her, and a mocking smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, "Are you making me stand up?"

"I'm Mo Shiche now," Mo Shiche met her eyes, "Then everything in the Mo family is mine, whether it's rights or people,"

As he spoke, he walked in front of her, couldn't help caressing her face with his hands, and leaned his head into her ear, with a voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Including you, we have a marriage certificate, Mrs. Mo."

Luo Qiangwei's pupils suddenly contracted violently, and she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.

Mo Shiche took it, and stood up straight with his tall body, and lightly told the bodyguards, "Young Mistress will wait for me here, and clear out everyone who has nothing to do with it."