Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Shiche's hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched into a fist.

The hand holding his heart seemed to be equipped with a blade, cutting sharply and mercilessly, the blood mixed with the wound, tearing painfully.

He looked at the extremely pale face of the woman in front of him, bloodless, like quicksand in his hand, lost bit by bit through his fingers.

The panic of losing invaded his brain, his eyes were complicated and deep, and changed several times, and finally his thin lips parted and said, "I love you."

Luo Qiangwei stood there expressionless, even with a big belly, her figure was still so thin that it made people feel distressed.

"Whether you love me or Mo Shiche, or you hate me," the man's deep and hoarse voice filled the corridor, repeating her words, "Going up to the poor and falling to the underworld, in this life, in the next life, in every lifetime, I love you all, if you are guilty, I will use the rest of my life to redeem, but you can only stay by my side, forever."

After a pause, he walked over and put his arms around her shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I will hold your mother's funeral first, and she will be buried in peace. You go to the ward for a rest first, and I will ask someone to arrange it."

Luo Qiangwei didn't struggle, didn't brush him away, just closed her eyes blankly, a sneer escaped from her throat, "Heh."

Redeem with the rest of your life?

Not every sin can be atoned for.

What's more, it was her fault from beginning to end.

It is the sin she made with love.

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Ding Fanying's mourning hall was set up in the ancestral hall of Luo's villa - two years after the old lady Luo passed away, Luo Qiangwei spent a lot of money to buy this place, and drove Luo Shirong and You Yulian out.

She knew that her mother loved Luo Shiqing very much, and she would definitely want to stay with him.

Luo Qiangwei knelt in front of the mourning hall, quietly burning the paper.

Footsteps came from behind.

The handsome man stood still behind her, and said in a low voice, "You are pregnant, you should not kneel for a long time, I will burn it for you, you go to the room and sleep for two hours."

"Why do you burn it for me?" She smiled softly, "Have you ever seen a murderer burn paper for a victim?"

His voice was dark, "Luo Qiangwei."

"I know, you were just acting in self-defense. The situation was critical. My mother suddenly went crazy. She wanted to take a gun to kill Miss Sheng. It's normal for you to shoot," she said calmly, "You're right, it was mine. wrong."

She shouldn't have let him take mom to the hospital.

She doesn't blame anyone.

It was herself, it was the love she insisted on that killed her mother.

Mo Shiche's pupils were tense, his jaw was also tense, his entire handsome face was covered with an indescribable obscure emotion, "Luo Qiangwei," he shouted in a low voice, "Don't do this, it's not your fault, Um?"

"Can you go out?" She never looked back at him, and her attitude was abnormally calm. "I want to be alone with my mother for a while. She likes to be quiet."

Mo Shiche stood behind her for a while, and then said in a low voice, "In four or ten minutes, I will come in and ask you to rest, your mother in the sky will not want you to abuse your pregnant body like this, she will feel sorry for you. "

This sentence is more effective than any persuasion.

Luo Qiangwei closed her eyes lightly.

Yes, I talked to my mother on the phone a few days ago, and she said excitedly that she could hold her grandson soon, and told her to take good care of herself.

It should be taken care of.

She only has a baby now.

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Ten minutes later, Luo Qiangwei went to the room of the Luo family villa to sleep for a while. Mo Shiche asked the doctor to give her an injection, but she didn't refuse, but her expression and reaction were almost indifferent.