Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Shiche didn't speak, and stood still maintaining his posture, as if he was nailed there.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice for a while, "Eat the noodles first, and then we'll talk after you finish eating."

The woman said word by word, "It's the same result after eating. I don't love you anymore. I don't want to pursue what you have done. Please let me go."

"Isn't it delicious? I can cook another bowl until you are satisfied."

"You mean you keep cooking if I don't eat it?" She pulled her lips and smiled, "Do you think it's interesting?"

"It was you who said you were hungry in the car," he said in a stubborn voice, "If you don't eat, your stomach will hurt."

She didn't answer, but still picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles quietly.

The only sound in the living room is the soft and slow chewing of a woman.

When she finished eating, she put down her chopsticks and was about to stand up, but the man with his back to her seemed to have eyes behind his back, and immediately turned around and hugged her up.

Luo Qiangwei wanted to punch him but felt it was boring, so she lowered the fist she clenched.

Mo Shiche carried her back to the bedroom and put her on the mattress, wiped her feet with a hot towel, and put on thick house socks for her, "Wear this kind of socks at home from now on, your feet are naturally cold, the doctor said you should Pay more attention, otherwise it will affect future fertility."

"I won't give birth, and I won't give birth to you." Luo Qiangwei looked down at the man squatting in front of her, "I won't live in this place anymore. This is the Mo family's villa, and it's your home."

"You like it here."

"It was only when you didn't come back. I guarded here, and I thought you would come back," she said, "Now that you are back, this is your home, and you will have a wife and children in the future."

"I won't," he held her cold little feet, "I love you."

"I know, but you have forgotten it before, so you can forget it again," she said calmly, "Mo Shiche, let's get a divorce, we have been entangled and tormented for so long, and it's time for us to break up completely. "

Mo Shiche half-kneeled on the carpet, his expensive suit trousers were wrinkled, he lowered his head, and said after a while, "You were frightened today, sleep well tonight."

As he spoke, he stood up, put her little feet into the quilt, and laid her body flat on the quilt, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Good night, I'm in the study next door, just call me I can hear you."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak.

Mo Shiche waited for a while, making sure that she would not get up again, turned around and walked out of the room.

When he walked to the door of the room, the woman's cool voice sounded behind him, "Mo Shiche, before you lost your memory, I waited for many years for you to say I love you, now I don't want to love you, if I still have to wait for many more years, and I will completely regret meeting you."

After saying this, she turned over and closed her eyes.

After about five or six minutes, she heard the sound of the man opening the door and going out.

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The next day, Luo Qiangwei slept until almost noon before waking up.

After washing and going downstairs, I was surprised to see a man sitting on the sofa with his elbows on his knees, his handsome face buried in his palms, and he seemed to be asleep.

On the coffee table was an ashtray full of cigarette butts.

She frowned. She didn't want to care about it at first, but she was afraid that something might happen, so she walked over and pushed him, "Mo Shiche?"

The man woke up as soon as she shook her, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a bit blurred and hazy because he just woke up, and his voice was also hoarse, "Well... I'm here."