Your Excellency, I love you!

"Since you know, why ask?"

"Do you know that it's our turn to go up to the stage to have a cup of wine soon? How can I have any face in front of so many people if you leave?" Sheng Miao clenched her hands and said coldly, "I won't let you go."

Mo Shiche raised his hand to grab her shoulder, and easily pushed her aside.

Sheng Miao took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand tightly, "Mo Shiche! Don't you understand what I said? Today is our wedding, I don't allow you to go to Sheng Tang, you have to go on stage Have a drink with me, if you dare to leave, I will definitely not let Xiao Taozi go!"

"Sheng Miao," Mo Shiche stopped in his tracks, and looked at her indifferently, "You should be very clear that I will be threatened by you because Xiao Taozi is Luo Qiangwei's daughter—provided that she is related to her." , as long as she is well, but if something happens to her, then everything is meaningless, without her, nothing threatens me, and I don't care."

Sheng Miao was startled, and looked at him in disbelief, his eyes were stabbed, jealous, and embarrassed.

Before she could recover, the man had already brushed her hand away and strode out.

Sheng Miao sat down on the ground, looking at the spread out water red wedding dress, suddenly felt desolate and ridiculous.

he doesn't care...

Except for Sheng Tang, he really didn't care about anything!

Even if she could get his man on the wedding night, she couldn't get his heart...

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In the huge flower room of Qinjiabao, Luo Qiangwei slowly opened her eyes, but she still couldn't adapt to such a bright environment, her vision was still in a hazy state.

"Vivi, you're awake."

A hoarse voice sounded above her head, followed by a cold hand touching her cheek, followed by her thin and cold lips...

Again and again, as if carefully kissing her brow, the portrait in front of her gradually became clear.

After seeing it clearly, Luo Qiangwei's thoughts cleared up a lot. Luo Qiangwei was almost shocked, and immediately wanted to shrink back, "What are you doing, don't... ah."

The body she had just propped up fell back limply.

Yan Chu sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to undo the front button of her long skirt, Luo Qiangwei tried to pull his hand away, but found that she couldn't exert any strength, and her whole body was weak.

She recalled the butterflies on her shoulders before, and slightly opened her eyes, "You... give me medicine."

"Why didn't you call me?" Yan Chu gently took off the outer blouse of her long skirt, lowered her head and approached her, "Weiwei, didn't you call me? I like to hear you call me."

"What do you want to do..." Luo Qiangwei was so weak that she couldn't even stretch out her hand to push him away, but she just opened her eyes, "Don't touch me, go away..."

"Why did you tell me to go away, Weiwei, I won't hurt you," Yan Chu knelt on the bed little by little, holding her shoulders with both hands, "I haven't hurt you for so many years... Isn't it?"

He moved towards her until he was completely on top of her.

Lowering his head, he kissed her smooth forehead slowly and solemnly.

Luo Qiangwei opened her eyes, her breathing was rapid, her chest heaved violently, "Yan Chu," she smiled softly, "Have you ever hurt me, don't you know?"

Yan Chu's body froze, and his movements also stopped. He just pressed her down like this, and the sound of heavy breathing fell on her ears, "Weiwei,"