Your Excellency, I love you!

It may be that someone died in front of her just now, she was a little dazed, and after a long time, she spoke slowly, "No... I... I'm a little tired, and I want to go back to my room to rest."

"Well, then I'll take you back."

Back in the room, Yan Chu didn't disturb her to rest. Before leaving, she asked the servant to make small wontons and bring them up. She used to love them in Jiangcheng, and he specially invited the aunt who made them from Jiangcheng.

Luo Qiangwei sat on the chair, watching Ning Ning quietly eating wontons lying on the table, her eyes were slightly confused.

Bu Wei said, the most trusted person.

It's impossible in a famine year, he absolutely can't plot against her, that's only... Ah Chu.

No, it's impossible... Why did Ah Chu plot against her, and why?

And... what is he planning on her?A child, or... something else?

[In Seattle, on the cruise ship, he shot me. 】

She thought of Mo Shiche's expression when he said this, and her pupils trembled slightly.

Ah Chu... how could Ah Chu do this... He didn't even blame her after she ran away from marriage, and they have maintained a good friend relationship all these years, and she always felt that he didn't want to be with her...

Luo Qiangwei slowly bent down and covered her face with her hands, feeling that all the strength in her body was being sucked away.

…………

Yan Chu asked people to clean up the blood in the dungeon, and told Sheng Miao that Bu Wei had been shot and died.

Sheng Miao on the other end of the phone was silent for nearly 3 minutes before saying slowly, "I see, it was... did you kill him?"

Yan Chu was noncommittal, and said flatly, "He talks too much, only a dead person can keep his mouth shut."

Sheng Miao was not surprised by this result, but she still asked hoarsely, "Is that girl still in Sheng Tang's hands?"

"Well, she was frightened, and that's it for the time being. Don't do anything during this time."

Yan Chu hung up after finishing speaking.

Sheng Miao listened to the beeping sound in the handset, and slowly sat down on the sofa while holding the mobile phone, with a dull expression on her face.

Bu Wei died.

She looked sideways at the pattering rain outside the window.

The heroic young man who always followed her and asked her if she was cold and if she wanted to eat the fruit from the tree with concern and flattery came to mind.

Bu Wei said that he likes her, and he is probably the only one who really likes her and has never changed.

[Miao Miao, although the famine year is gone, I will take care of you instead of him, and I will never let you be wronged, otherwise my surname will not be Bu! 】

[Miao Miao, where do you want to go in the future?If Uncle Sheng doesn't want to take revenge anymore, can I take you where you want to go? 】

The person who said those words...is dead.

Not too sudden, but so caught off guard.

All those who loved her and those she loved were leaving her one by one.

What did she get?It seems... not really.

But it's true that I keep losing...

Sheng Miao closed her eyes, clenched her hands on the sofa, her heart twitched with pain for some unknown reason, and felt endless sadness and loneliness sweeping over her.

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After Bu Wei's incident, the situation was calm for a few days, and Luo Qiangwei didn't go out, but occasionally went out for a walk in the garden with Ning Ning in her arms. Yan Chu could tell that she was not in a good mood, so he just looked at her from a distance and didn't go out. bother her.

On the third night, Yan Chu went back to the room at night, and after taking a shower, he found that the notebook on the table rang, and it was an email notification.

He walked over wiping his hair, looked at the screen and found that it was... Mo Shiche sent it.