Your Excellency, I love you!

Sheng Feng obviously didn't expect that Mo Shiche would actually do something, or in other words, he had no defense against Mo Shiche at all——

In the past three years, no matter how he looked at it, his performance was perfect, and he was already completely facing them.

It is precisely because during the past three years, Mo Shiche has almost always lived in Yunnan. After he was shot and recovered, he has been helping Shengfeng deal with the Yan family. He is equivalent to someone inside the Sheng family, so He has more chances to bite back.

And Mo Shiche's ability to bite back so smoothly, it means...he started planning very early, and it didn't happen overnight, otherwise, where would he get such powerful men and weapons?

As for how early, Sheng Feng couldn't predict.

But this time when Mo Shiche started to fight for power with him, it was obvious that he directly tore his face apart and told him clearly that he was going to deal with him.

Just because he gave in to Bu Wei to point a gun at Luo Qiangwei?

Sheng Feng was very angry, but he still flew to Dali, Yunnan immediately to deal with it.

In the intensive care unit of the hospital, the nurse gave Sheng Miao an injection and left.

A tall and handsome man walked in.

Sheng Miao opened her eyes faintly, and saw the man standing by the bed, she moved her chapped lips, and said weakly, "Desolate Years..."

Mo Shiche looked down at her with downcast eyes, his handsome face was indifferent, "Why did you grab the ring from Luo Qiangwei?"

Sheng Miao looked at him, "She pushed me..."

"It was you who provoked her first, as I said a long time ago, she is not an easy woman to provoke, and it is not the first time that she hit you," Mo Shiche said with cold eyes, "I have said it so many times, but you still repeat it over and over again." To mess with her—to mess with her, or to mess with me?"

Sheng Miao was startled, her face was pale and weak, and she said with difficulty, "So...she pushed me...you still think it's my fault, don't you?"

His expression became lighter, as if he thought so, "When you find that ring, you can either hide it or throw it away. If she sees it, you should return it to her. You are fighting with her, aren't you looking for a fight?"

Sheng Miao suddenly smiled, "Now...you can allow...she hit me...Desolate Nian, do you still dare to say that you haven't fallen in love with Luo Qiangwei?"

"I dare not say," Mo Shiche said lightly, "so don't ask any more."

Sheng Miao was startled.

His words... are equivalent to admitting that he loves Luo Qiangwei.

Although she already knew it in her heart and was already in despair, when she really heard it, she couldn't help being excited, "Mo Huangnian..."

She wanted to prop up her body, but when she moved, her whole body was involved, and she lay back down with a sound of pain.

Mo Shiche's handsome face was indifferent, his black eyes looked down at her coldly, and his voice was also cold and emotionless, "Miao Miao, I have already started a war with your father Sheng Feng, I will not show mercy to him, but you I have the grace to save my life, so within the scope of my ability, I will protect you well,"

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes suddenly, "But this does not include you seeking death yourself, if you still insist on provoking Luo Qiangwei, insisting on conflicting with her and causing accidents - then you might as well die directly, I will not stop you. "

Sheng Miao looked at him in extreme shock.

The man has turned and walked out.

A few minutes later, Bu Wei opened the door and came in, and saw Sheng Miao lying on the hospital bed crying.

He hurried over, took out a tissue and wiped her tears, "Miao Miao, why are you crying, it's a good thing the child is saved..."

Sheng Miao avoided his hand, and looked at him coldly with teary eyes, "Bu Wei, I know, this child is not from a famine year."