Your Excellency, I love you!

that shot.

The things she said.

None of them are very good memories, and they are even the culprit of his three-month coma in the hospital.

But Mo Shiche just looked at her, his eyes were as deep as splashed ink, and his voice remained calm, "No matter what happens, I will take you home. You should know and remember this."

"Oh, that's it." Luo Qiangwei nodded, wiped her mouth and stood up, "Then go home."

Mo Shiche didn't seem to expect her to agree so quickly, but the second she finished speaking, he had already raised his hand to wrap around her waist.

Luo Qiangwei didn't resist either, and let the man walk out with her arms around her.

Are you going home? Come back.

After all, she didn't know how many times she could go back to that home.

It would be a lie to say that I don't miss it. I have lived for so many years, I have waited for so many years, I have cried, laughed, quarreled and quarreled. I guess by then... it will take many years to forget.

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Back at the Mo family's villa, Luo Qiangwei took a shower and went to bed. Mo Shiche soon came out of the shower. He stood by the bed and looked down at the woman lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

Sensing his gaze, Luo Qiangwei lay on her back and looked up at him, "Is Mo always looking at me?"

"Tangtang."

"Do you have something to ask me?"

Mo Shiche didn't speak, but his eyes became darker and darker.

Luo Qiangwei slowly got up on her knees, combing her long hair with her fine fingers and sitting on the bed, looking at him with her beautiful eyes, "You want to ask if what I said that night is true, right?"

Mo Shiche's thin lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

His eyes locked her tightly like a net, trying to find the slightest strangeness in her facial expressions.

But nothing.

Luo Qiangwei had a smile on her face, like a perfect mask, except for the lack of light in her eyes, her other expressions seemed to be stating something about others, "I didn't lie to you, and I didn't intend to stab you on purpose, our daughter Just dead."

It wasn't that she strangled, but what difference did that make, death was death, and there was no coming back.

She just knew very well that what she said could hurt him to the greatest extent—in fact, she also succeeded. He suffered a heart shock and was in a coma for three months, which was already a serious injury.

Mo Shiche was still looking at her like that, his black eyes were like an endless abyss. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Tangtang, I'm sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize to me?" She smiled, but she was a little cold. "I'm sorry, and the child is dead."

He stared at her with black eyes, "You didn't strangle to death."

Except for the shock and pain when he first heard it that night, he woke up intermittently from the coma, and when his consciousness was chaotic, he thought, what she said was false, even if the child is gone...it is definitely not caused by her.

After a pause, he spoke quickly again, "I know it's not you, you wouldn't do that kind of thing... Tangtang, you are reluctant."

reluctant?

These three words are really good.

She is reluctant, whether it is the child or him, she has never been reluctant, but no matter whether she is willing or not, she must.

Luo Qiangwei lowered her eyes, her long hair slid down to cover her face, she didn't say anything else, she just lay down on her side, pulled the thin quilt over her, "Stop talking nonsense, go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Mo Shiche watched the woman close her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "I sleep here too, huh?"

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, as if she had fallen asleep.

Mo Shiche also lay down on the other side. Seeing that she didn't respond, he leaned towards her after a while. Seeing that she still didn't respond, he stretched out his arms and hugged her waist.