The words were spoken in such a way that even if Old Madam Moh still harbored anger, it was impossible for her to continue—
She looked at Moh Shiche with some surprise before sighing and dismissing the matter with a hand gesture, shaking her head, "Forget it, take your wife upstairs to rest first. Really, it's enough trouble for the day, I don't want to fuss with you young people anymore."
Moh Shiche's handsome face remained expressionless as he turned and entered the villa.
Luo Hongying stood stiffly in her spot, watching the tall man carry Luo Qiangwei inside, her fingernails almost drawing blood from the palm of her hand.
She had calculated that Luo Qiangwei would definitely intervene for Ding Fanying, but she had not anticipated Moh Shiche's attitude...
Could it be that he had truly fallen for Luo Qiangwei so soon after their marriage?
No, impossible, he, Moh Shiche, could only be her, Luo Hongying's man...
She still had a chance, she must still have a chance!
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