Fang Chixia didn't want to pay too much attention to him, turned around and continued to visit the church.
Luo Yibei paced towards her, picked a chair next to her and sat down. He raised his eyes and his eyes fell on her face again, "Do you like it here?"
"Mr. Luo is overthinking. Do you have to like a place before you go?" Fang Chixia retorted expressionlessly, without even looking sideways in his direction.
Luo Yibei snorted slightly, feeling that her words were ridiculous.
"I'm used to your duplicity." He lazily replied to her. He stood up and glanced at the chairs around him. He asked, "What do you think if the wedding is held another day, the venue will be here? ?”
His tone wasn't an assumption, it was a matter of course.
It seemed that he was sure that she would come back to him one day and hold a new wedding with him that would not just be him and her. She would wear a white gauze and walk towards him from one end of the red carpet in front of many relatives.
He even turned his head and counted the number of seats in the church.
Dozens of close relatives are enough!
"Mr. Luo, are you kidding me?" Fang Chixia caught his actions from the corner of her eyes, and raised a hint of sarcasm on her lips. She said sarcastically, "Why should I marry you?"
Luo Yibei looked to one side of her face and looked at her deeply.
After staring at her intently for a few seconds, he uttered four words one at a time, "Because, fate!"
He doesn't believe in fate, just like Fang Chixia before he met him.
However, the two met again and again six years ago, and each time it was when Fang Chixia was most helpless and embarrassed!
From the moment he appeared in front of her again when she was cornered, Fang Chixia believed in fate.
Luo Yibei believed in fate because he had her.
There were many outstanding men around her, such as Leng Qihan and Feisinuo, but none of them appeared at the right time like him.
Just because her heart is still with him and the two have been tied together for so many years, Luo Yibei believes that fate will make her belong to him in the end!
He said so firmly that Fang Chixia's body trembled slightly.
She seemed shocked by his words, and stood stiff with her back to him for a long time, without saying a word.
The corners of Luo Yibei's lips curled up slightly, and he turned around and walked out of the church. He picked a bouquet of hydrangea flowers from the flower path, pricked them casually, and handed them to her, "I apologize for what happened before."
Fang Chixia just stood stiffly and didn't answer.
Luo Yibei didn't rush her, but waited patiently with the flowers.
However, this kind of patience didn't last for more than ten minutes, and the cold pride in his bones began to cause trouble again.
"There are only a handful of people in this world who can bear my apology. Isn't it enough that Miss Fang has made a fuss?"
He was taunting her not to be ignorant.
Fang Chixia's anger from tonight had not subsided, but when she heard what he said, the anger in her chest was like a deliberately generated volcano, as if it was about to explode.
Luo Yibei saw something wrong with her face, and belatedly realized what he had said, and his expression was a little embarrassed.
"That..." Touching his chin, he seemed to want to say something. Fang Chixia turned his head aside, turned around and walked past him straight out of the church.
She walked decisively without even looking back.
"Stop!" Luo Yibei stood behind him and shouted coldly.
Fang Chixia ignored it and continued walking out of the flower path.