In the hospital, the police took a statement before leaving early in the morning.
Shen Ziqian held Mo Yongqiang's hand lovingly. "Ah Qiang, Shen Chengjing hates me. If it wasn't for me, perhaps you would have gotten together with her."
"Don't be silly. I never loved her. Even without you, I wouldn't have gotten together with her." Mo Yongqiang's eyes darkened. As he looked at her beautiful little face, all the doubts in his heart were swept away.
He had known her for many years. Regardless of whether it was in life or in bed, they were so compatible. Other than Shen Ziqian, there was no one else who was so suitable for him.
Thinking of Shen Chengjing, he felt indignant. Things with her had clearly gone off the rails.
D*mn it.
"Let's bring the wedding forward so that we don't have to wait too long," she said as she laid in Mo Yongqiang's arms.
