Luo Qiangwei's face stiffened, and she raised her hand to deliver a slap.
Mo Shiche took it with an emotionless face, his gaze still icy cold. Luo Qiangwei felt a chill in her heart under his stare, and quickly turned to stride out of the room.
She left behind a sentence, "Liansu, go find a doctor and also get those two out of here to sit further away, I don't want to see them clinging to each other."
This was a hotel, and except for a set of business attire for work, Luo Qiangwei had no other clothes to change into, so she couldn't be bothered to fuss and simply left after washing up and doing her skincare.
The doctor and the meal had already arrived.
Mo Shiche sat on the comfortable soft sofa, lifting his gaze to see the woman still wearing that revealing spaghetti strap nightgown. His handsome face instantly turned gloomy, "Luo Qiangwei, are you deaf or what?"
