Love's Misstep: The CEO's Accidental Bride

Thinking about it made me feel pitifully stupid.

Luo Qiangwei, still smiling after being pushed away, stood by Old Madam Moh's side and did not leave. "Grandma, what are you talking about? There's no other granny as beautiful and dignified as you. Grandpa must have been showing off every day when he was young about how pretty his wife was."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Old Madam Moh glared at her upon hearing these words. The previously cold and austere expression on her face slightly softened, although still a bit tense. Of course, she had been a great beauty in her youth, hmph!

Luo Qiangwei suddenly looked at her closely. "Eh, Grandma, is that lip color from the Ji Family's latest collection?"

Old Madam Moh was taken aback. "Can you tell?"

She was afraid it was too flashy, so she had applied it very lightly…

Luo Qiangwei sweetly said, "Mm-hmm, it suits you very well. The Ji Family's new release matches your outfit perfectly."

Old Madam Moh huffed lightly, "Of course it does."

Luo Qiangwei talked while helping her get into the car and then sat in beside her.

Luo Hongying, standing by the side, was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Luo Qiangwei roll down the car window and, with an expression of surprise, said to her, "Oh dear cousin, there's no room left. Do you want me to get out and give you my spot…"

"No need for that extra trouble," Old Madam Moh said from inside the car, "Hongying can take another car."

Luo Hongying was so angry she wanted to stamp her feet, but she managed a gentle smile on her face, "…Alright, Grandma."

Luo Qiangwei cuddled up next to Old Madam Moh, raised her face to the window where Luo Hongying was, lifted an eyebrow, "I can only put you out for the time being, little sister. See you at the airport, xoxo."

Then, taking advantage of the moment when nobody was looking, Luo Qiangwei made a gesture with her middle finger straight out at Luo Hongying from an angle where she could see it.

Luo Hongying, "…"

Moh Shiche's tall figure was standing not far away, witnessing the whole scene.

Even as the sedan drove away, Old Madam Moh, charmed by Luo Qiangwei, was laughing inside the car, a rare sight indeed.

Since when did she become so good at sweet-talking the elderly, or rather… so adept at hiding a knife behind her smile?

Her past self was not like this, though equally arrogant and overbearing, her behavior was entirely different.

So, was she pretending back then, or is she pretending now?

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, unintentionally recalling the scene in the hotel corridor where Luo Qiangwei had wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his.

The enticing floral scent of the woman seemed to linger at the tip of his nose.

A sudden heat surged in his abdomen—

Moh Shiche was not unfamiliar with this feeling, but he could hardly say he liked it. In fact, he could say he had little interest in women, the only exception being when Luo Qiangwei had drugged him, leading to their night together in the hotel.

Beyond that, he had never even touched another woman's hand. He had mild germophobia and disliked dirt.

The usually aloof and abstinent Young Master Moh was recalling for the first time in his life the only sexual experience he had had… but after all, he had been drugged, and his memory wasn't too clear.

Suddenly, a figure approached him, and a soft female voice rang out, "Shiche."

His thoughts abruptly interrupted, Moh Shiche frowned unhappily, his whole face turning cold.

"What are you thinking about?" Luo Hongying stood in front of him, saying gently, "Grandma and my cousin took one car, so I'll ride with you. Shall we go now? Or is there somewhere else you need to be? I can accompany you."

Moh Shiche smelled the perfume on her, completely different from Luo Qiangwei's, and his frown deepened, "I'm not used to riding with others; you go on your own."

After dropping these words, he walked towards the sedan car, where Lian Su, his close aide, opened the door for him.