Luo Qiangwei's eyes widened as she pounded on him, but she couldn't shake him in the slightest. They were surrounded by the crew, so she couldn't scream... Damn it, did this man really have her figured out this well, always taking advantage of her whenever he could.
She wasn't sure how long he kissed her, but Moh Shiche finally pulled away from her lips, his nose touching hers as he asked with an adam's apple moving, "Luo Qiangwei, what am I to you?"
What was he?
Luo Qiangwei felt slightly dazed upon hearing this question, what was he... For twenty years, Moh Shiche, to her, Luo Qiangwei, he had been everything to her perhaps.
But what of it? She forced a smile, nonchalant, "Uh, what an outdated question... To me, you are nothing at all."
Moh Shiche's frame stiffened slightly, as he looked into her bright eyes, his heart grew colder bit by bit, "Then what is Yan Chu?"
"Ah Chu, of course."
"I'm no different from him?"