Led by a large group of servants, she got into the car and the driver took her towards the church.
"Where shall we go later?" Fang Chixia raised his head and stared at the person in front of him.
"Miss, go to XX church." The driver gave her the name of the church.
"How many people are here today?" Fang Chixia asked again.
"The royal families of major European countries are here." The driver answered truthfully.
The conversation between the two people was very simple, just like that, without any ripples.
Fang Chixia felt a little ridiculous.
Today's wedding was held for her. However, she still had to ask the driver for such basic information.
The driver was not a talkative person and drove her all the way away, heading straight towards the church.
On the other road to the church, a white sports car was galloping like a gust of wind. It soared, jumped, passed several cars, and then turned steadily onto another road.
The streets the two cars were traveling on ran at right angles.
Fang Chixia's car drove slowly, and the white sports car drove like a huge whirlwind, as if it was about to fly.
In directions where they cannot see each other, the distance between the two cars shrinks.
When they arrived at the junction of the two routes at a right angle, the white sports car suddenly accelerated, spun around on the spot, and landed steadily in front of Fang Chixia's car, which happened to be driving here.
The white sports car rushed out very quickly. The driver of Fang Chixia's car obviously didn't expect it. He slammed on the brakes and almost rushed in his direction.
Fortunately, we didn't hit it yet and stabilized it in time.
The driver's body leaned forward due to inertia, his face suddenly raised, and he looked in the direction of Luo Yibei in disbelief.
Fang Chixia looked across the car glass in his direction, ignoring his face inside. She just narrowed her pupils slightly, but other than that, there was no reaction.
Luo Yibei will definitely cause trouble today, she can guess it!
"I said it first!" With a sharp glance in her direction, Luo Yibei opened the car door and walked towards her.
Fang Chixia didn't look in his direction, but said calmly to the driver in front of him, "Mr. Driver, please drive!"
"Yes!" The driver originally dared to wait, but was afraid of being late and causing trouble. He wanted to turn the car around and continue driving around Luo Yibei's car. Before the car could drive out, Luo Yibei's body suddenly lay across the front of the car. .
The driver was startled by him and his hand on the steering wheel slipped.
Turning his head, he looked calmly at Fang Chixia behind him, waiting for her arrangements.
"Keep driving ours!" Fang Chixia just glanced at the face of Luo Yibei who was blocking the front, and then quickly moved away.
"Yes." The driver obeyed the order and continued to drive carefully.
The street where the three of them were was very narrow.
After Luo Yibei's car was lying across the middle of the road, it was difficult for Fang Chixia's car to get out. When he stopped ahead, the driver walked with difficulty, fearing that he would accidentally bump into him.
The driver didn't know Luo Yibei, but just from Luo Yibei's dress, the driver knew that people like him were not someone ordinary people could afford to offend.
Luo Yibei looked slightly sideways and stared at Fang Chixia in the car calmly.
Fang Chixia was wearing a formal dress instead of a wedding dress today, which surprised him a little.
He stared at Fang Chixia sitting dignifiedly in the car for a long time, and suddenly the scene of their wedding in Sicily flashed through his mind.