Your Excellency, I love you!

Sheng Miao was carrying an exquisite insulated lunch box in his hand, wearing a warm-colored windbreaker, and said coldly, "I'm here to find Shi Che."

"President Mo is not at home." Luo Qiangwei walked in front of her, folded her arms around her chest, "What's the matter, Miss Sheng?"

Sheng Miao bypassed her and walked in, and put the thermos box on the dining table, "I'm here to deliver dinner to Shi Che, he likes it very much, so I often deliver it in the past ten months."

"Is that so?" Luo Qiangwei turned around, squinting her eyes and smiling, "I thought Ms. Sheng was here to thank me for letting you join the crew again."

Sheng Miao was startled, then frowned, "Is it your idea?"

Luo Qiangwei smiled, "That's right, Ms. Sheng entered the entertainment circle through my name, so I should discuss with you anyway, right?"

"Oh," Sheng Miao laughed mockingly, "I haven't acted in a few years, do you still remember how to act? Don't be ashamed and waste the time of the whole crew. No matter how much money Shi Che has, he can't afford you to spend so much."

"I find it very strange. I have been away for ten months. It should be a golden period for you," Luo Qiangwei smiled contemptuously. "What's more, your daughter is already born, and your status is considered stable. Why didn't President Mo marry you?" You are a wife, let you live in the Mo family villa and become the hostess?"

After a pause, she smiled more provocatively, "Is it because you don't show your love to President Mo enough, or...he is no longer interested in you?"

Sheng Miao suddenly clenched her hands when she heard this, her beautiful face was slightly stiff.

In the past ten months, she has shown her love to Mo Shiche countless times, and she put down her face and self-esteem to pursue him, but he was completely unmoved by her pursuit. At first, she refused, and then she just ignored her. The number of times she met him Not more than ten times!

Thinking of this, Sheng Miao felt even more angry and jealous, and smiled coldly, "He may just feel ashamed of you, so he doesn't plan to marry me for the time being—after all, he shot your mother because of me, and he was buried for less than a year. Is not it?"

"So do you think you've won?" Luo Qiangwei curled her fingers at the ends of her hair, smiling coldly, "Unfortunately, I think you lost—you tried your best to save Mo Shiche and become Mo Huangnian's replacement , but in the end he still can't be your lover, and he doesn't even want to marry you, aren't you wasting your efforts?"

The more Sheng Miao listened to her, the harder her nails dug into her palm, her eyes turned red, "At least, we didn't win."

"That's not necessarily true." Luo Qiangwei took a step forward, almost leaning against her ear, and said with a low smile, "I know an old friend, I believe you will be interested too—"

Sheng Miao was startled, and subconsciously wanted to ask who it was, but before she could speak, there was the sound of the door opening from the entrance, followed by a servant shouting, "Master, you are back."

Luo Qiangwei raised her eyebrows, her feet suddenly tripped over her slippers, and then her body fell back limply, "Ah..."

The man who was changing his shoes narrowed his pupils, and immediately rushed over with his long legs, grabbed Sheng Miao's shoulders and pushed her away, and stretched out his arms to hug Luo Qiangwei who was about to fall——

Sheng Miao was pushed back two steps by Mo Shiche, and fell heavily to the ground. She let out a cry of pain, but Mo Shiche didn't look at her, but quickly picked up Luo Qiangwei and put her on the sofa, leaning over to touch her. Face, "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable?"

He always felt that she must have been abused during the ten months of her disappearance, so she frowned slightly, and he was worried that she had some physical problems.