Your Excellency, I love you!

"What's the point of you insisting on killing Sheng Miao? She took advantage of the loopholes to get together with Mo Shiche. In the final analysis, it was my fault for believing in you. The culprit of everything was actually me. It was because of Mo Shiche that Sheng was shot. Feng was taken away and lost his memory—so no matter how he treats me, I deserve it, who made me trust you so much?"

Every time she uttered a word, Yan Chu's jaw tightened even more, almost to the point of breaking bones, and the fundus of his eyes was filled with thick darkness.

Luo Qiangwei smiled lightly, "As for you talking about turning the page, you can't turn it over, what happened is what happened." Her smile suddenly turned cold, and gradually became colder, "Yan Chu, in the debt, the only way to pay back this In other words, there is no turning point."

"Repay," Yan Chu chewed on these two words, staring at her and said in a low voice, "How do you want me to repay, let them go now to complete their wedding, or I give myself two shots and pay in blood? "

"Letting them go is not repayment, it is necessary. I will not let you hurt Mo Shiche again, because if you hurt him, then he was hurt because of me. I will feel guilty, owe it, and get involved,"

Luo Qiangwei took a few steps forward, standing in front of Mo Shiche and Sheng Miao, and smiled, "It's just that my life is bad, and he just wants to protect Second Miss Sheng, so I can only go together Protect it, let Second Miss Sheng take advantage of it."

Yan Chu squinted his eyes, and the corners of his brows and eyes were covered with thick self-deprecation, "So you asked me to shoot myself twice? Are two shots enough? If not, I can fire a few more shots."

"Two shots are enough, but..."

Luo Qiangwei's pretty face was indifferent, and halfway through her words, she suddenly bent down and picked up the gun that the man dropped during the fight, quickly loaded it, and pointed it at Yan Chu, "You shouldn't be the one who opened it, I should be the one who drove it for six Mo Shiche, who died on the cruise ship years ago, returned those two items to you—"

With that said, she pulled the trigger.

The sound of bullets.

Twice, two shots.

Yan Chu's chest was suddenly smeared with a large amount of blood, and his eyes, which were not unexpected but still shocked, just looked at her straight, the hand holding the gun slowly dropped, and the whole person fell down.

Luo Qiangwei looked at the man lying in a pool of blood, her eyes were dull, her whole body was stiff, and her hands fell to her sides.

ended.

No matter what the result is, all the feelings, kindness, and old love she had with him are over.

…………

The lights in the operating room were on.

In the corridor outside, Luo Qiangwei sat alone on a wooden bench, holding her head in her hands, and a black gun on her lap.

Mo Huangnian came here at the last moment, and heard Luo Qiangwei's last words to Yan Chu who was pushed into the operating room.

[I will pay you back two shots for Mo Shiche six years ago. If you die after failed rescue, then I will kill you and pay for your life. If you are alive, then we will be completely clean from now on, we are completely strangers people. 】

He didn't expect her to do this, to be so...resolute and extreme.

Not only him, Mo Shiche and Sheng Miao hadn't thought of it, and even Yan Chu himself hadn't thought of it.

What's more, at the moment when the gun was fired, all of them seemed to be soberly aware that there was a hatred hidden deep in this woman's bones that had never been tapped——

The hatred for Mo Shiche's amnesia, the hatred for Sheng Miao who robbed her man and killed her daughter, the hatred for everything that happened in the past few years...