His strength was so strong that Fang Chixia's wrist was almost broken by him.
"Luo Yibei!" She yelled again, ignoring the injury on her wrist.
Luo Yibei seemed to not hear her words, looking at Leng Qihan with cold eyes, his handsome face raised arrogantly, with a cold look on his face.
Leng Qihan's face remained stiff as if he had just punched him. He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his hand and slowly raised his face.
His eyes glanced at Luo Yibei, and the two men's eyes met. The air was cold and hard.
Leng Qihan's eyes were very cold, as cold as the ice on the lake, which suddenly broke into pieces. The coldness in his eyes was as sharp as a sharp knife.
Luo Yibei looked at him with a scornful expression, and raised his sharply curved chin coldly and proudly.
The eyes of the two people collided in the air. Leng Qihan stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly a fist flew towards him.
"I will repay this fist to you on behalf of Chi Xia!"
The vicious tone and lightning-like speed of his attacks were so fast that it was hard to guard against him.
Luo Yibei seemed to want to retreat. His skills could theoretically avoid it, but after hearing Leng Qihan's words, he seemed to be stunned for a moment.
As soon as he lost consciousness, for only a moment or two, Leng Qihan's fist flew over.
Luo Yibei was hit in the stomach.
A very silent sound.
He groaned, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Fang Chixia witnessed this scene from the side, her face turned slightly pale.
"Beibei, are you okay?" Xiao Naibao seemed to be shocked. He ran over and supported Luo Yibei with his own body.
He seemed very concerned, tilting his head and staring at Luo Yibei several times, observing his situation calmly.
Luo Yibei ignored him and looked past him to Fang Chixia calmly.
Fang Chixia was also looking at him, but when her eyes met his, the previous fluctuation on her face was gone.
Her expression was very calm, as calm as if no wind could blow her wrinkles.
Luo Yibei stared at her for a while, then came to his senses and comforted the little girl next to him softly, "Daddy is fine, just stand aside!"
Standing up, he pressed his newly injured abdomen as if nothing had happened. He looked at Leng Qihan coldly, his joints creaked, and he wanted to fight back with his fists, but his wrist was suddenly pressed by Fang Chixia, "You That's enough! Don't make trouble here!"
Her voice was very cold, so cold that Luo Yibei was almost unfamiliar with it.
Luo Yibei's eyes fell lightly on her face, and his fist that was about to move pressed down hard.
"Follow me!" He asked coldly, gesturing in the direction of the hotel room from the corner of his eye.
Fang Chixia looked away from him and replied to her expressionlessly, "I want to be quiet for a few days."
She did not disobey him, nor did she obey what Leng Qihan said that night at Su's house. She always maintained her position, and did not even contradict him as boldly as before.
Just want to be quiet for a while.
Such Fang Chixia suddenly softened Luo Yibei's heart.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qihan coldly, but he still let go of her hand and said, "Okay."
Fang Chixia took the little milk bag and headed straight towards the resort gate.
The corners of Leng Qihan's lips curved into a cold arc, and he followed slowly.
Luo Yibei glanced sideways from the corner of his eyes, staring at the backs of the three people as they left, and closed his eyes lightly.