Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Shiche narrowed his pupils, pinched her chin with his long fingers, and kissed her tenderly with his thin lips.

Luo Qiangwei couldn't help but her nerves trembled.

The next second, the man let go of his hand, and when he straightened up, he whispered six words in her ear, "Wait for me, be back soon."

When she opened her eyes, he was gone.

There seemed to be an aura that belonged to him lingering all around.

Luo Qiangwei sat alone in the chair for a while, until the waiter came over to pour water, she raised her face, smiled lazily and said, "Order."

When Lian Su came in from the outside, he saw her eating spaghetti alone at the dining table, eating every mouthful very gracefully, but her eyes were staring blankly at a certain place, absent minded and confused.

There were tears overflowing from her eye sockets, she didn't seem to notice it, she was still eating non-stop.

It tastes the same as Jue Wax.

Lian Su walked in and stood by the table, "Miss Luo."

Luo Qiangwei raised her face belatedly, and smiled at him, "You're here, sit down and eat with me, I can't eat well by myself."

Lian Su also just arrived, originally here to give away the car keys, I thought the proposal scene tonight would be romantic and touching, but...

"What about the young master?"

"Oh," she was a little sluggish when she heard the word, and it took her a while to realize, "Your young master... died in Seattle three years ago."

Lian Su was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Mo...isn't he the young master?"

"He's not." She opened her eyes and shook her head, "He's Mo Huangnian."

"Miss Luo, you are just lying to yourself," Lian Su said in a low voice, "He is the young master, but it may be because of amnesia, so he is a brand new person now, yes...not completely in love with you, but And dare not fall in love with your person completely."

"He is not."

"If he wasn't, why did you come tonight?"

Luo Qiangwei was stunned.

Lian Su looked blankly at the woman's delicate and fair face, and sighed slightly, "Actually, Miss Luo, you don't have to live so hard. The Mo Group belongs to the young master. If you really can't keep it, just let him torment you."

"As for him... In fact, it's the same as before. If you want him, you can work hard for him. If you don't want him, it doesn't matter what you do, doesn't it?"

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When Sheng Miao was pulled back from the balcony window, Sheng Feng also came over.

Undoubtedly, he immediately became angry and slapped him directly.

Sheng Miao was slapped down on the sofa, her cheeks were red and swollen, her eyes were full of stars, and she almost passed out.

"Tell me, what are you going to disturb?" Sheng Feng said angrily, "Don't you know what Huang Nian is doing?"

Sheng Miao bit her lip tightly, looking extremely aggrieved, tears rolled down.

Mo Shiche frowned, leaned over and took out two pieces of paper and handed them to her, straightened up and put one hand in his pocket, "Uncle Sheng, I didn't think about this matter properly, I should make it clear to Miao Miao in advance."

Sheng Feng frowned, "Are you proposing to Sheng Tang?"

Mo Shiche's handsome brows and eyes did not move, and his expression was calm, "She refuses to get married and insists on me proposing."

"Did Sheng Tang initiate the marriage?"

"Yes, she has to marry me to believe me, and I can't help it." After a pause, Mo Shiche added softly, "I will proceed as planned as soon as possible."

"Well, just let me know if you need anything."

Sheng Feng didn't ask any more questions, he just told Sheng Miao to stop making trouble and left.

Bu Wei also went out with him, and there were only two people left in the living room.

Sheng Miao sat on the sofa sobbing, and said softly, "The famine year... are you really... forced into marriage by her?"