Your Excellency, I love you!

Early the next morning, when Mo Shiche woke up, there was no one around him. He subconsciously stood up to look for her, but then remembered that he had promised her to sleep alone last night.

Even so, he went downstairs quickly.

After walking down the stairs, the smell of fried eggs wafted over.

When Mo Shiche walked over, he saw a woman wearing an apron standing in the kitchen, and her heart fell back to her original place inexplicably.

Luo Qiangwei turned around and walked out with the porcelain plate in hand, seeing him smile slightly, "President Mo is awake."

Mo Shiche walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist, rubbed his chin against her delicate cheeks, and smiled hoarsely, "Wake up so early just to make breakfast for me, huh?"

"That's right," she pressed her elbows against his chest, "let go of me, I'll get the porridge."

Mo Shiche let go, sat down at the dining table, and watched her bring all the plates over in his spare time.

Her busy figure and a table of steaming breakfast gave him a sense of family harmony and deep love from his wife for no reason.

It's just that it's just an illusion at the moment, he thought lightly to himself.

Luo Qiangwei took off her apron, sat down opposite him, "Try it."

There are fried eggs and ham sandwiches on the plate.

He remembered that she couldn't cook before.

Mo Shiche took a sip and felt that the taste was not satisfactory, so he said with a light smile, "Who did you learn cooking from?"

She swiped Weibo without raising her head, "Oh, man."

Mo Shiche's handsome face turned cold, and he immediately felt that the food on the plate was extremely unpalatable.

The mobile phone at hand rang suddenly.

He glanced at the caller ID, his pretty brow furrowed.

Luo Qiangwei looked up at his expression, although she couldn't see the phone screen from this angle, she still guessed, "Is it Miss Sheng's?"

Mo Shiche didn't intend to answer it, so he pressed the mute button and put it aside, "Have breakfast."

"You pick it up," Luo Qiangwei wiped the ketchup, "Maybe I have something to do with you, you and I are not shameful, are you trying to cover up something by not answering?"

Mo Shiche looked at her with dark eyes, then picked up the phone and answered it directly. Luo Qiangwei couldn't hear what Sheng Miao said, so she heard the man hum a few times, and then said, "That matter has been settled." Just hung up.

Putting down the phone, he saw the woman on the opposite side looking at him with blinking eyes. He said calmly, "She said she wanted to act in the play "The Lady of the Qing Dynasty", but I said no."

"Why, let her act if she wants to." Luo Qiangwei smiled, "Let her join the group, President Mo."

Mo Shiche rolled his eyelids lightly, "Don't you hate her, isn't it even more annoying to see her?"

"But I also want to cooperate with Ms. Sheng. Let's compete," she smiled. "President Mo will not refuse, right? If I let go, you will not be offended by either side. You should be smiling like a flower." .”

"I only bloom for you."

"..."

In the end, Mo Shiche returned the call at Luo Qiangwei's urging and asked Sheng Miao to join the group to play other roles.

However, Luo Qiangwei picked up the milk glass, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, "I have one more request - I will be responsible for changing the script and tailoring a role for Miss Sheng."

…………

In the afternoon, Yue Jing came to the Mo family's villa, and discussed with Luo Qiangwei about the script and new characters of "The Maid of the Qing Dynasty".

Only after Yue Jing was sent away, the doorbell rang again.

The servant went to open the door. Luo Qiangwei was sitting on the sofa, seeing the visitor narrowing her eyes, she stood up lazily, "So it's Miss Sheng who came."