However, Fang Chixia threw his hand away.
"In what capacity is Master Luo asking for me?" She looked at him with a faint look.
The corners of Luo Yibei's lips raised a hint of mockery, and his face was raised proudly, "As your son's biological father!"
His expression was very cold and arrogant. If his words were referring to her husband or something like that, Fang Chixia would still know how to refute.
However, the relationship with Xiao Yi and his son cannot be argued no matter how hard he wants.
This is an undeniable fact!
He is Xiao Yi's biological father, and she is the child's mother!
Fang Chixia glared at him angrily and didn't say a word for a long time.
Luo Yibei's hand pulled hers over and led her towards his car in large strides.
He took her into the car and pushed her to sit in the passenger seat. Without looking at the two cars still at the accident scene, he started the car and left the scene.
When they were about to turn the corner and drive up the street, several cars suddenly blocked the road in front of the two of them.
Neat and uniform models, neat attire, and even well-trained driving skills are all the same.
Seven or eight cars blocked the front, blocking the car the two of them were in. The man in the leading car locked his eyes in the direction of Fang Chixia.
The people from Chris Castle came for Fang Chixia.
"Please hand over Miss Fang to us!" The man in the lead said politely.
Luo Yibei didn't seem to hear what he said. He looked past the group of people and locked directly on the open space behind several cars.
"We just need to take Miss Fang away!" the leading man's voice sounded again.
Luo Yibei still ignored it.
He backed up the car for a while, squinted his eyes slightly, and was about to sprint, when the man's voice sounded again from inside the other car, "Miss Fang, if you just leave like this, have you ever thought about what my young master will do? I Someone presided over such a wedding, but now Miss Fang leaves the young master alone at the scene, how embarrassing it will be for the young master!"
Luo Yibei ignored his words and was still making preparations for the leap.
He held the steering wheel tightly and was about to step on the accelerator hard when Fang Chixia's body suddenly fell into his arms and pressed his hand tightly on the steering wheel.
Luo Yibei knew what she wanted to do and ignored her.
Shaking her hand away and trying to sprint again, Fang Chixia suddenly pushed him to the side and took his place in the driver's seat.
Taking over the initiative and controlling the steering wheel, Fang Chixia sprinted forward for a short distance. The blocking vehicles automatically moved out of the way for her, and the white sports car headed towards the wedding venue like a gust of wind.
"Fang Chixia, I warned you!" Luo Yibei looked at her coldly, his voice full of sinisterness.
Fang Chixia seemed unable to hear his voice and was still focused on driving.
She was driving very fast, the steering wheel was turning like a whirlwind, the wind was passing by her ears, and the open windows were filled with the sound of wind.
The speed was too high, and Luo Yibei knew clearly what kind of accident would happen if he pushed her away from the driver's seat at this time.
Staring at her who was concentrating on driving, Luo Yibei's eyes were as cold as the wind blowing from the ice cellar.
The white sports car passed through the streets and was still driving towards the wedding venue.
When we arrived outside the scene, we were nearly ten minutes late.
Fang Chixia pushed the car to the side, ignored Luo Yibei in the car, opened the door and went straight to the venue.