Fang Chixia was speechless about the little milk bag. She stood there with no expression on her face from beginning to end.
After finishing her meal, Xiao Naibao happily came over and took her hand to lead her in the direction of Luoyi Bei.
Fang Chixia loved him very much. He felt that as long as he was around, even for his sake, Fang Chixia would not be able to have too much trouble with Luo Yibei.
However, before leading her to Luo Yibei's side, an accident happened at the scene.
Outside the door, a figure walked slowly towards this side.
When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, he glanced lightly at the faces of the people in the restaurant. The man who came in walked toward Fang Chixia with his long legs.
The little girl stared at the man who was getting closer and closer to the two of them. She seemed to be dumbfounded as she didn't realize the current situation.
Why is he here
Leng Qihan walked in slowly, without looking at Luo Yibei in the distance, and went straight to Fang Chixia.
"I just got off the plane and I'm not familiar with this place. Why don't you show me around?"
"Okay." Fang Chixia agreed happily, holding the little milk bag in front and heading out of the restaurant.
The little girl passively followed her, frequently looking at Luo Yibei behind her as she walked.
How did things develop like this
Luo Yibei stood stiffly on the spot, looking coldly at the two people who had walked out of the restaurant, and scolded expressionlessly, "Stop!"
Fang Chixia didn't know if she heard it or not, but she was still walking on her own without looking back.
Leng Qihan followed her slowly, took her wrist, and pulled her to his side. The two of them changed from one behind the other to side by side.
"I said, stop!" Luo Yibei's voice sounded again from behind.
His voice was raised high, and the chill in his tone was like a biting wind, which could be felt throughout the restaurant.
Fang Chixia's wrist was pressed twice silently in Leng Qihan's hand, and he wanted to take his hand out, but he was forced to hold it down.
"If what happened that night happened to me, I wouldn't let my woman be so wronged!" Leng Qihan grabbed her hand and still led her out of the restaurant without looking back.
Fang Chixia felt as if a needle had pricked her chest and said nothing.
The little breast bag was still held by her, and he had been observing her expression calmly.
Seeing her so silent, the little girl felt like she was finished.
"Fang Chixia, can't you hear me?" Behind him, Luo Yibei's voice sounded for the third time.
His tone was particularly domineering, just like every moment in the past few years. Even under such circumstances, he was still as cold and arrogant as ever.
Fang Chixia's steps didn't stop, and Leng Qihan's steps didn't stop either.
Luo Yibei's face darkened, and he walked up to the two of them with his slender legs. When he came to their side, his handsome face turned sideways and his eyes glanced at Leng Qihan's face. Then he raised his hand and aimed a fist at him. His face flew over.
He struck so fast that people like Leng Qihan didn't even react.
In the middle of Leng Qihan's face, a few drops of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Luo Yibei, what are you doing?" Fang Chixia's expression changed, and she wanted to check on him, but was pulled back by Luo Yibei.
"Back away!" Three cold words without any warmth.
"Don't make trouble here!" Fang Chixia was speechless at him and wanted to step forward to stop his behavior. However, as soon as he took a step forward, he was pulled back by Luo Yibei again.