Chapter 4 He Actually Fell Down

"So what if I bit you," Luo Qiangwei stood close to him, took a deep breath, and her gaze as she looked up was haughty and glamorous, full of provocation, "You kissed me forcefully, not biting you to death even shows I'm kind-hearted."

Moh Shiche's lips curled coldly, "You used to cling to me begging for kisses, and now you say I kissed you forcefully?"

Luo Qiangwei blinked her beautiful big eyes, "That's right, doesn't Young Master Moh know that women are fickle?"

Moh Shiche looked at the woman who had changed her face in an instant with deep eyes and then coldly turned and walked away with long strides.

Luo Qiangwei watched his tall figure, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, but then her body stiffened again.

Behind her was a wall with a large mirror. She slowly turned around to look at the beautiful woman in the mirror wearing a tailcoat wedding dress.

That was her.

Luo Qiangwei reached out to touch her smooth cheek, then let her hand fall to the deep blue butterfly birthmark on her neck.

The real touch made her shiver uncontrollably.

In the past, Luo Hongying had stabbed Moh Shiche's mother to death, framed her, and used this as an excuse to send her to the asylum, where she also bribed the nurses to torture her every day in different ways. They even scarred her butterfly birthmark with a knife, calling her a monster.

In the past, she would often swallow her anger when framed by Luo Hongying, because she was afraid that Moh Shiche would gain a bad impression of her. But every time she confronted Luo Hongying afterwards, it just so happened that Moh Shiche would see it.

In the past...

Whenever she thought of these two words, she felt like the twenty-two years she lived were in vain—

It was because she loved Moh Shiche too much in the past that she always deliberately suppressed her true character in front of him, acting obedient and cute, gentle as a kitten, not realizing that such pretense was what he despised and loathed the most.

That was not the color Luo Qiangwei was supposed to have.

And now...

No matter why she was able to return to this day more than a year ago, since Heaven had given her a chance at rebirth, she should not be the same as before.

She wanted to live out the true color of Luo Qiangwei, she wanted to avenge her dead baby, her incomplete life!

......

It hadn't been ten minutes since Luo Qiangwei was backstage when someone came to find her, asking her to get ready to toast at the banquet.

She was the bride of this wedding, an indispensable role.

Luo Qiangwei took a deep breath in front of the mirror, patted her stiff face, and turned to leave.

She went upstairs to the dressing room, and the situation was just as it was in her previous life—

The girl who was supposed to help her dress was gone, leaving her a note saying she went to the bathroom because of stomach pain. Of course, it was just an excuse.

Hanging on the clothes rack beside her was a beautiful red embroidered off-the-shoulder gown, which she was supposed to wear to toast.

But as soon as she happily changed and went out, Luo Hongying would wear an identical gown, causing her to lose her temper and make a scene. Then, the gown that had been tampered with beforehand would fall from her body, and everyone would see her naked, turning into a huge laughingstock for the Moh family in Jiangcheng.

It was this incident that deepened the disgust and rejection Moh Shiche had for her in his heart, which also led to him not wanting to deal with her after the wedding, or even refusing to appear with her in public.

Of course, these were all incidents from her past life. Now, she was no longer the Miss Luo Qiangwei who didn't know how to behave appropriately and only knew how to throw tantrums.

Luo Qiangwei picked up the red gown and meticulously examined it, indeed finding that the buttons at the back and waist had been loosened, guaranteeing that it would slip off her body if she made any significant movements.