Your Excellency, I love you!

Chapter 760 We are over, we can never go back to the past

"I don't know," Luo Qiangwei lowered her eyes and played with her fingers, "Maybe you can rest at home... I don't know what to do, I've been looking forward to this day, but now that it's over, I feel... very emptiness."

"Isn't it great now?" Mo Huangnian smiled, his handsome face was still a little sickly pale, he reached out and stroked her long hair, "He finally knows that he is Mo Shiche, maybe he will slowly remember."

"So what?" she said softly, "The relationship between me and him is over, it doesn't matter whether he remembers or not."

Mo Huang smiled young, "Then why do you bother to let him know, I don't believe you are just trying to expose Sheng Feng and Sheng Miao."

"It may also be because he is Mo Shiche in the first place, so he shouldn't be manipulated by others. After all, Sheng Feng is my father, and I am also responsible. What's more, grandma is still here, and I must be looking forward to my grandson's retirement for her. "

She lowered her eyes, "In short... I am not for me and him, we will never be able to again."

Mo Huangnian didn't say anything else, he just reached out and hugged Luo Qiangwei into his arms, letting her head rest on his shoulder, "Tangtang, cry if you want to."

It is impossible for her not to be sad when Su Wu died, blood is thicker than water, no matter how resentful or estranged, it is her biological mother after all, and also...his.

Mo Huangnian closed his eyes slightly, and hugged her even tighter with both hands.

The door was suddenly opened with a bang.

The man strode in with long legs and saw the man and woman embracing each other by the bed, his eyes sank unobtrusively, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said softly, "Tangtang, your face is getting cold."

Luo Qiangwei raised her head from Mo Huangnian's arms, her eyes were slightly red, she groaned, and stretched out her feet to find some shoes to wear.

Mo Shiche had already stepped over, bent over and hugged her by the waist.

Then he turned around and walked out, not forgetting to say indifferently to Mo Huangnian who had already stood up, "I only cook for one person, so you don't have to come down."

Mo Huangnian, "..."

Did he say he was going down?

Mo Shiche carried Luo Qiangwei to the dining room and put them down, and handed the chopsticks and spoon to her as usual, "Try it."

Luo Qiangwei took it, and he sat down opposite her.

She took a few mouthfuls slowly, then raised her head, frowned and said, "How can I eat if you stare at me like this?"

"Well," Mo Shiche stood up immediately, and whispered, "Then I'll wait for you in the living room, call me after you finish eating, and I'll carry you upstairs."

"I can go up by myself."

"Your shoes are upstairs."

"I can walk barefoot."

"I'll catch a cold, cold from the soles of my feet..."

"Mo Shiche," Luo Qiangwei interrupted him suddenly, she poked the noodles with her chopsticks, and said in a calm voice, "I don't need you to do this, and it has nothing to do with you whether I catch a cold or not."

Mo Shiche's standing upright froze all of a sudden.

He stood still, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and it took him a long time to say, "I heard the conversation you had with Mo Huangnian in the room just now."

"Really," she was not surprised, and it didn't matter if she overheard or accidentally heard her, "so you understand?"

"Tangtang."

"You should understand very well." Luo Qiangwei never looked at him, watching the noodles softened bit by bit by the soup, never returning to their original appearance, "Mo Shiche, we're done, no more There is no going back."