Your Excellency, I love you!

How many times?Countless times, after hope, it will only be deeper despair in the end.

The corner of Luo Qiangwei's mouth was still curled into a smile, cold and heartless, "Isn't this little girl the child of you and Sheng Miao? I stole it from her today."

Mo Shiche stared at her with deep pupils, and suddenly stretched out his hand that stopped, touching the woman's small face with his long fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this our child?"

Luo Qiangwei's smile turned cold, "Our child? Where did we get our child?" She mocked and sneered, "Does Mo always want to become emperor? One child is not enough, do you want all the women in Jiangcheng to give birth to you?"

Little Taozi's round and soft body writhed in Luo Qiangwei's arms, and her little fleshy hand kept reaching towards Mo Shiche, as if she wanted him to hug her.

Luo Qiangwei smiled, "Little Taozi likes Dad so much."

But Mo Shiche didn't look at Xiao Taozi again, obviously he didn't intend to pay any more attention to her, his handsome face returned to dignity and indifference, his black eyes looked directly at Luo Qiangwei, "Go to the restaurant for dinner."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter, are you afraid of starving your daughter?"

The man had a half-smile, "Then why don't we just throw her to death now?"

Xiao Taozi opened her big eyes ignorantly, looking at the dark face of the man in front of her, suddenly her mouth narrowed, and she cried again.

"..."

Mo Shiche frowned, reached out and grabbed Xiao Taozi by the back collar, and lifted her directly from Luo Qiangwei's arms, "Go to eat."

Seeing that he was about to throw the child on the sofa, Luo Qiangwei hurriedly hugged her back, and said angrily, "What are you doing, you can't throw the child like this, it will scare her."

"Luo Qiangwei," Mo Shiche squinted at her, "You can make trouble as you like, but now it's meal time, and the doctor said that you are severely anemic, so you have to eat on time. Be good, huh?"

"Okay, eat now." Luo Qiangwei smiled, turned around and walked towards the restaurant, but the man grabbed her arm, and said in a low voice, "Eat your meal, how about eating with a child in your arms, give it to me."

"I like children." She tilted her head to look at him. "Do you not want me to hold Miss Sheng's child, or are you afraid that I will hurt your daughter?"

Mo Shiche looked at her deeply, then let go of his hand suddenly, turned around and strode upstairs, only saying, "Eat first."

Angry?

Ah.

The servant saw that there was a child, so she made egg custard. Luo Qiangwei sat at the dining table and fed it with a small spoon. An expression of enjoying the food.

From time to time, she smacked her small mouth and drooled, as soon as Luo Qiangwei stopped feeding her, Xiao Taozi would immediately reach out and grab her collar, and open her mouth towards her, "Ah... eat..."

This milk doll is really... so delicious.

She ate more than her in one meal, but it was also because she had a small appetite.

Luo Qiangwei had the habit of eating cake after meals, but this time when the servant brought it up, Xiao Taozi grabbed the cake and licked it to pieces like a hungry wolf.

Luo Qiangwei didn't want her to eat it, "Little Taozi, good boy, didn't you already eat one at the western restaurant at noon? You can't eat it... smack."

Xiao Taozi covered her face with cream.

Luo Qiangwei, "..."

When Mo Shiche came down from the stairs, he saw women and children all covered in cream. He walked over with long legs and threw a file bag on the table.