Your Excellency, I love you!

Explain clearly?

Explain why he slept with Sheng Miao, or did he think this kind of thing could still be explained?

As for everything remaining the same, oh, of course it won’t, because it’s already false——

She can also understand his confession or tenderness, after all, after sleeping with her so many times, it is only normal for a man to say something nice on a whim or lower body domination.

It's her own fault.

Luo Qiangwei didn't give a reply, but just said blankly, "Can you let me go."

A few seconds of silence.

As soon as Mo Shiche let go, Luo Qiangwei went downstairs immediately.

After the whole dinner, she didn't mean to talk to him, and she didn't even look at him. She didn't refuse him to bring her food or soup, but she didn't respond either.

She usually eats food slowly, but this time she ate her meal faster than men. After eating, she put down her chopsticks and went upstairs quickly——

Mo Shiche's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his dark eyes were staring at her fleeing back. The servant beside him came out of the kitchen wiping his hands, "Hey, the young mistress finished eating so quickly, and there is still a soup to make... "

"Bring it out when it's ready." Mo Shiche put down the bowl, and he lost his appetite if she didn't sit across from him. "I'll serve it to her later."

"Good master," the servant paused, and couldn't help saying, "Master, you came back after three years of disappearance, and the old lady is now in the hospital. She must be looking forward to having a grandson... Neither you nor the young mistress Is this the plan?"

Mo Shiche asked lightly, "Three years ago, didn't she ever think about having a child? Didn't she never have one?"

"The young mistress had a miscarriage three years ago..."

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, "Miscarriage?"

The servant knew that he couldn't remember many things, so he said, "Yes, I don't know why it happened, it seems that I fell down the stairs... The young lady is very sad, she seems to have always liked children... ..."

……

Mo Shiche stood at the door of the master bedroom, the light from the corridor fell on his shoulders, casting a long dark shadow.

Did you have a miscarriage?

So she had conceived a child for Mo Shiche before.

Inexplicably, the image of the woman caressing her lower abdomen and looking forward to the birth of their child appeared in her mind with tender eyes.

Just thinking about it like this, my heart softened infinitely, with surging emotions that couldn't be concealed.

It was the first time he wanted to have a child—before that, he had never had a good impression of creatures like children, and he didn't even have much interest in women and affairs.

But it's different now. Now he has a wife, a family, and should have a lovely child.

Mo Shiche unscrewed the door and walked in. He wanted to coax her up to drink soup, but saw the woman sitting in front of the dressing table thrushing her eyebrows.

She changed into a beautiful red suspender knee-length skirt, her dark brown curly hair was blown into beautiful big waves, and she had a delicate and fashionable handbag in her hand, obviously ready to go out.

It's past nine o'clock now.

Mo Shiche's handsome face was indifferent, but his brows and eyes were a little gloomy, "Luo Qiangwei, what are you trying to do."

"I have something to go out." Luo Qiangwei concentrated on putting on her makeup, her tone was extremely perfunctory, "Don't worry, I won't disturb your sleep."

"Go out?" Mo Shiche frowned displeasedly, his voice was low, "Do you know what time it is, it's too late, we'll go tomorrow."

She just ignored him.

Mo Shiche frowned even tighter, and the phone that was left on the bed suddenly turned on. He bent over to pick it up, and saw the WeChat notification on the screen——