Every sentence he spoke was spoken with a strong emphasis, and his voice sounded higher every sentence.
"Even if you get injured over and over again?"
"Fang Chixia, where was your IQ?"
"Have you forgotten all the grievances and hurts you have suffered?"
Fang Chixia pursed her lips tightly and didn't refute his words.
Wanting to look away, Leng Qihan clasped her chin with his fingertips and forced her face to face him.
His dark eyes locked deeply with hers, and he demanded coldly, "Leave the Luo family!"
It was not a discussion or a persuasion, his tone was a hegemonic order.
After his words, Fang Chixia just twitched the corner of her lower lip in a self-deprecating manner.
The Luo family is not something she can get rid of just if she wants to!
No matter how far away she is, Luo Yibei will always find a way to find her!
The entanglement between the two people has never stopped from the moment they met!
Leng Qihan didn't want to hear what she meant by agreeing, so he grabbed her hand and led her directly to his car.
Fang Chixia was startled, "Where are you going?"
Leng Qihan dragged her to go her own way without answering.
"Qihan, what are you doing?" Fang Chixia's face darkened.
Leng Qihan grabbed her hand very hard, as if he couldn't hear her words, led her to his car, and forcefully dragged her into the car.
He closed the car door with his backhand, slammed the door, and the black sports car drove away with a bang.
Fang Chixia didn't know what he was going to do. He was in a state of confusion and had no clue.
"Qihan, I have to go back later because I have something else to do!"
Leng Qihan was driving his car by himself, his thin lips pursed tightly, as if he couldn't hear her words.
He drove very fast, and the wheels scraped against the ground, making a squeaking sound. The black sports car shuttled through the crowded streets and disappeared into the night with a single finger.
The last place the two arrived was Leng's house, his courtyard.
Fang Chixia only visited this place occasionally when she was a child. Leng Qihan returned to China after going abroad, and she had hardly set foot here.
Fang Chixia was actually very familiar with this place. When she was a child, she had a fight with Fang Fei and had no place to stay. Every time she was picked up by Leng Qihan, she was placed here every time.
Leng Qihan had given her countless tutoring lessons here, let her sleep on his bed countless times, and warmed her who was hungry and cold countless times.
This place, for the two of them, is a repository of their memories.
Now, after the shackles were opened and he entered the courtyard again, Fang Chixia's heart was still warm, but the previous fluctuations were gone.
"Why did you bring me here?" Looking up, Fang Chixia's eyes fell on the back of the man in front of him. Fang Chixia was slightly dissatisfied with his toughness that was almost reaching Luo Yibei's level today.
Leng Qihan seemed to have not heard her words. He walked slowly in the room, watered the potted plants on the balcony, then entered the room and picked up a magazine on the table to read as if nothing had happened.
"I really have something to do later!" Fang Chixia reminded.
"What's the matter?" The voice was calm, without any fluctuation.
"It's about the contract in hand." Fang Chixia used the contract in his hand as an excuse.
However, as soon as the words came out, she suddenly felt the urge to bite off her tongue.
Leng Qihan didn't like her to interfere too much in Rong Xi's affairs. If she found this reason, wouldn't he have more reason to keep her
She raised her eyes and glanced at him in front of her calmly, secretly observing his reaction.