She didn't speak, and Mo Shiche simply picked her up by her waist and carried her towards the hospital parking lot.
Luo Qiangwei leaned back in her seat, silent all the way, as if she didn't have the energy to argue with him anymore. After returning to the hotel's Presidential Suite, she went straight into the bathroom to shower, dried her hair, and then prepared to go to bed.
The man wearing an apron in the kitchen came out, placing a steaming bowl on the table, "Come and eat the noodles."
Luo Qiangwei had already climbed into bed, so hungry she felt dizzy and blurred, and just wanted to throw herself into the covers. However, before she could lie down, the man who walked over wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up.
"Ah..." She felt a wave of dizziness and protested angrily, "What are you doing? Put me down!"
