Mo Shiche cut her off, speaking indifferently, "Since there's nothing else, you can leave. I have something to say to my wife and would prefer not to have outsiders present."
Luo Hongying, "..."
Outsiders... Could it be that Luo Qiangwei was no longer an outsider to him?!
Luo Hongying opened her mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start; in the end, she could only support herself weakly against the wall, wiping her tears as she departed.
Before leaving, she turned back to glare at Luo Qiangwei several times, her fingernails digging into her palms until they left bloody marks.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
As soon as Luo Hongying left, Luo Qiangwei felt as if the air around her had cleared. She breathed a sigh of relief, ready to turn back to the sickroom when the man abruptly seized her arm, "Stand still."
Luo Qiangwei turned to look at him, frowning, "You're hurting me, let go."
