Your Excellency, I love you!

After a pause, Luo Qiangwei glanced casually around, smiling brightly and provocatively, "Actually, don't worry too much, you won't die if you get stuck in the snow, at most it's just numbness in your legs, cold palace or something. The root of the disease, but you shouldn’t care, after all, the man you love is married to me and sleeps with me every day, and the child is also born to me, you can only watch, it’s better to be infertile.”

Luo Hongying was so angry that she almost vomited blood, "You!"

"Okay, I'm going to skate mine, you keep stuck, bye."

The moment Luo Qiangwei stood up, Luo Hongying gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, grabbed the signal device hanging on her waist, and pulled it off forcefully.

The ski suit was too thick, Luo Qiangwei couldn't feel anything at all, she turned around and slid away neatly, the snow picked up by the ski pole splashed on Luo Hongying's face.

Luo Hongying shivered again from the cold, her eyes were red with anger, she yelled loudly but no one responded, and she tried to climb out of the snow pit but failed, and could only be stuck tightly.

Due to the freezing weather and being unable to move, Luo Hongying soon had a runny nose and became light-headed.

She gritted her teeth and pinched the signal device torn from Luo Qiangwei's body, buried it in the deep snow, and beat it angrily.

That bitch Luo Qiangwei had better lose her way and die in the snow!

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Luo Qiangwei slid for a long time, and when she stopped, the sun was covered, and the originally blue sky became gray.

She frowned and reached out to touch it, only to find that the place where the signal device was hanging on her waist was empty.

Luo Qiangwei felt a slight chill in her heart.

How did it fall off? Either Mo Shiche didn't fasten her fasten, or...was just torn off by Luo Hongying?

She didn't think about whether Mo Shiche did it on purpose. If he said now that he wanted her to die, she would believe without hesitation that she didn't have any confidence or thoughts about that man.

Luo Qiangwei slid forward for a short distance, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the road she came from could no longer slide.

Without an annunciator as a compass, she herself is a road idiot... unable to move an inch.

Luo Qiangwei stood in the snow, looking at the vast expanse of whiteness in front of her, as if it had no end, she subconsciously clenched her ski poles tightly and looked up at the hazy sky.

After all, she was too careless. She died tragically once, and she should be on guard against everyone all the time...

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After skating for a short time, Mo Shiche received an international call from work. When he returned to the ski resort, the staff were already cleaning up the venue.

One of them stepped forward and said to him, "Mr. Mo, it's snowing suddenly and the mountain is about to be closed. Please go back to the hotel with your family as soon as possible."

Old Madam Mo was also helped over, and she said anxiously, "Che'er, send someone to find Hong Ying and Luo Qiangwei, how long have they been skating..."

Luo Qiangwei hasn't come back yet?

Mo Shiche frowned, and pursed his lips, "I'll look for it."

After finishing speaking, before Mrs. Mo could stop him, he had already slid away quickly.

This ski resort is huge, and the snowy road is winding and winding. It is not easy to find people. Mo Shiche squinted his eyes and skating, his eyes cold and sharp, scanning every possible place where there might be people.

Luo Hongying finally crawled out of the snow pit and was standing up when she saw a slender and tall figure from a distance. She hurriedly fell down on purpose and cried out in pain, "Shi Che! Shi Che, I'm here here……"