He reached out to wipe her tears, but Luo Qiangwei turned her head away. Clenching her teeth tightly, her eyes, red with emotion, stared at him. All the grievances, anger, sadness, and despair that had been brewing since the divorce erupted...
Mo Shiche wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to console her to stop crying, so he remained silent. Bending over, he forcibly lifted her in a bridal carry.
The next second, the woman lowered her head and bit down hard on his shoulder—
The bite was fierce. Mo Shiche's handsome face slightly changed, but he still carried her steadily into the villa.
He Ya, coming out after putting away some things, was so surprised by the scene that her voice changed, "Luo... Miss Luo?"
Mo Shiche glanced at He Ya indifferently, but his eyes were filled with the image of Luo Qiangwei, "Go buy some fresh vegetables and meat. Beef or shrimp will do, and get some fruits for dessert."
