Mr President Spoils Me Too Much!

Last life at this time, she and Ah Chu hadn't met yet.

After getting ready, Luo Qiangwei walked out in her petal long dress. By now, most of the guests at the banquet had dispersed. Knowing that the Mo Family didn't care for her, she couldn't be bothered to rub salt in her wounds and headed straight for the hotel exit.

Suddenly, a familiar low and magnetic male voice came from behind her, the tone cold and noble, "Luo Qiangwei, what do you think you're doing?"

Luo Qiangwei paused in her tracks, turned around slowly, and offered a teasing smile, "Of course, I was about to leave. Has President Mo suddenly gone blind in broad daylight?"

Mo Shiche's handsome face was expressionless, "And where are you going?"

She continued to smile, "Naturally, I'm going to do what I want to do. There's this thing called marital freedom these days. Surely you aren't planning to meddle in my life on the very first day of our marriage?"

"Your life?" the man scoffed coldly, "How come I remember someone saying they wanted to be tied to me every moment of this life, and even after death, be buried together with me?"

Luo Qiangwei's eyelid twitched, and wishing she could slap herself for ever saying such words, she raised an eyebrow, "Oh, perhaps I did say that, but you know, people have moments of blindness, don't you agree?"

Infuriated, Mo Shiche couldn't help but laugh, "How did I never notice before that you had such a sharp tongue."

She played with her lightly curled hair with her index finger and replied nonchalantly, "Thanks for the compliment. There's a lot you haven't noticed about me. Now, I'm leaving."

However, she had barely taken a step before the man who had walked up to her yanked her back. Mo Shiche gripped her slender arm tightly, his voice filled with extreme displeasure, "Did I say you could leave?"

"Is that any of your business? Let go of me!"

Luo Qiangwei frowned in disgust, struggling with the man at the door, when suddenly she heard the rapid footsteps approaching, followed by Senior Madame Mo's anxious voice, "I've been looking for you two for ages. What are you doing here?"

The little flame of anger in Luo Qiangwei's eyes flickered away as she turned around with a cheeky smile, "Ah, it's Granny. I was just talking with my husband... Shiche here. He insists on kissing me right here, and I'm all shy~"

Mo Shiche looked down with a cold gaze at the woman who had switched faces in an instant.

Standing next to Senior Madame Mo, Luo Hongying immediately clenched her teeth in anger, her face a mixture of jealousy and barely contained rage, but she turned her head down pitifully, as if heartbroken.

Tsk tsk, her cousin really was first-rate at acting.

Senior Madame Mo was indeed drawn in by Luo Hongying's reaction, fully aware of her affection for Shiche. She patted her hand affectionately, "Is the plane ready? Can we leave right away now?"

An attendant promptly replied, "Yes, the plane is all set. The destination is Switzerland, and this season is perfect for skiing in the mountains."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qiangwei's face crinkled in annoyance. Switzerland... she really didn't want a repeat of that dreadful honeymoon from her last life; the mere thought of it made her want to explode on the spot.

Senior Madame Mo nodded, "Then Hongying should come with us. She's learned a bit of medicine since she was young. It'll be good to have someone look after us in a foreign place."

As she spoke, she looked towards Luo Qiangwei, seemingly waiting for her reaction—

"Of course, I'd be happy to have my little sister there," Luo Qiangwei smiled, then frowned in annoyance, "but if we all go, there will be no one to take care of Granny with her asthma... Maybe I should stay, I'll take care of Granny."

Senior Madame Luo clearly didn't expect her to say that. Of course, she wanted Luo Hongying to spend more time with Shiche to foster their relationship. She quickly chimed in, "How rare that Qiangwei is so filial. I almost can't bear to turn you down... Go ahead, and after all, Hongying is very good at taking care of people."

Luo Qiangwei walked over and linked arms with Senior Madame Luo, smiling sweetly, "Then it's settled. I'll be reassured with little sister Hongying taking my place to care for you."

"Is that so?" Mo Shiche, who had been silent up to this point, suddenly spoke up. His sharp and profound gaze fixed on the woman with a beaming face, "This is our honeymoon, and as my wife, you're not going? And even thinking of having someone replace you?"