Luo Qiangwei turned her face away without looking at him, her tone was very cold, "What to say, what is there to say."
Mo Shiche scoffed derisively, "Let's talk about your Ah Chu, then. What were your feelings when you saw him tonight, or perhaps your emotions? Don't you think you should tell me about it?"
"Oh, so it's about that," Luo Qiangwei pulled up the corners of her red lips before finally looking at him, "But since you referred to him as my Ah Chu, I've decided not to tell you."
After she finished speaking, she shook off his hand and went straight toward the bathroom. Mo Shiche grabbed her again, his voice low and resolute, using an affirmative sentence, "But you belong to me."
Luo Qiangwei was stunned, then she chuckled, "President Mo, are you joking? Our marriage has always been a sham, and I've never belonged to you, I belong to myself."
Never belonged to you.
