She smiled faintly, "Right, after all, we've slept together, and you know your own size. Oh, right, I have a new marriage gift for you, I've been preparing it for a long time. Be good, close your eyes first."
Mo Shiche frowned and looked at her, as Luo Qiangwei winked at him suggestively, and then... he really did close his eyes after giving her a deep look.
Taking the opportunity, Luo Qiangwei pulled away from his grasp and quietly stepped back a few paces before saying, "You can open them now."
Mo Shiche opened his eyes.
And then, he saw Luo Qiangwei standing not too far in front of him... giving him the finger.
Mo Shiche, "..."
Looking at the man's face quickly darkening, Luo Qiangwei provocatively raised her eyebrows at him, "What are you going to do, hit me? If you commit domestic violence, I can sue for divorce—alright, I've given my gift, you're welcome."
After saying her piece, she turned and walked away. Just then, a few waiters with trays passed by. The noisy banquet hall was outside, and he couldn't possibly chase her out to teach her a lesson.
She had timed it exactly for this moment.
This woman...
For a moment, Mo Shiche was so angry he was almost at a loss for words, and also quite surprised—Luo Qiangwei was never a woman who dared to provoke him before, she would always act extra obedient.
He slightly narrowed his cold black eyes and his lips curled into an amused smirk.
......
Luo Qiangwei returned to the dressing room to change out of the large red gown she was wearing. She moved neither hurriedly nor lazily, carefully removing her makeup, washing her face, and taking care of her skin, no longer neglecting herself for people who didn't matter.
The door suddenly opened, and her mother Ding Fanying, seeing her sitting in front of the mirror, hurriedly walked in with concern, "Oh, Qiangwei, why are you still primping, the banquet is ongoing, and Hongying is keeping Senior Madame Mo company. You should hurry out!"
After finishing with her moisturizer, Luo Qiangwei stood up and pulled Ding Fanying to sit down, "Mom, sit here, let me take a good look at you."
Ding Fanying sighed and gripped her hand, "What's there to see with an old woman like me... Qiangwei, now that you've finally got your wish and married Shiche, you should really grasp the opportunity, hold on to Shiche's heart, and not let Hongying find a way in..."
"If she likes to play the dog then let her, if she likes being an escort then let her,"
Luo Qiangwei's lips curled indifferently as she looked Ding Fanying up and down, suddenly leaning in to hug her and said softly, "Mom, you have to take good care of yourself, I will protect you, I won't let you worry anymore."
In her last life, after Mo Shiche caught her, she was despised and ridiculed by everyone. Senior Madame Mo even hospitalized her with injuries, and only Ding Fanying took care of her day and night, ultimately dying in a car accident while buying food for her...
Her mother had always been kind to her.
Ding Fanying was taken aback, then chuckled sentimentally, "What's gotten into you to be so melancholic all of a sudden... Don't be so formal with your mom... You're going on your honeymoon as soon as the banquet ends, you should get ready."
Luo Qiangwei patted her back reassuringly and smiled, "I know, Mom. You go home in Uncle Chen's car first. Don't worry, I'll manage the relationships well."
After calming her mother and sending her off, Luo Qiangwei casually tossed the big red gown into the hotel's wardrobe, with no intention of taking it with her.
Wearing something gifted to Luo Hongying by Senior Madame Mo made her feel dirty.
As for the honeymoon, to hell with it, she had no desire to go!
She had many more important things to do now—first and foremost, finding Yan Chu.