Luo Yibei was slightly startled, "Where is it?"
"America, New York!" The other party's voice seemed a little excited.
Luo Yibei pressed down the call button with his slender fingertips, looking blankly at the distant garden scenery, and the corners of his lips curled up without leaving any trace.
When Fang Chixia got up, he was packing his luggage.
She glanced at his suitcase casually and asked curiously, "Are you going abroad?"
"Well, I'll be out for a few days and I'll be back soon." Luo Yibei responded to her lightly.
"Xiao Yi's birthday is coming soon, don't miss it this time." Fang Chixia reminded.
Luo Yibei has disappointed Xiao Yi too many times. Now, finally, he is here, Xiao Chenxi was born, and there are so many people in the family spending time with him. Fang Chixia wants Xiao Yi to be happy.
Luo Yibei was slightly startled, stopped packing his luggage, took out his phone and looked at the schedule, nodded lightly, "I will be back on time."
"Where are you going?" Fang Chixia walked towards him in a few steps, pushed his hand away, and packed up his clothes instead.
"America." Luo Yibei stared at her calmly, secretly observing her reaction.
Fang Chixia had no idea what the purpose of his visit was, and there was no expression on his face.
"Be careful on the road!" The suitcase was closed, and she stood up to help him adjust the collar of his shirt.
"Okay." Luo Yibei put an arm around her neck, leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead, releasing her.
Fang Chixia was not busy these days, so she went downstairs with him and sent him directly to the airport.
The flight to Luoyibei was temporarily arranged, and the flight was in the morning.
After the two said goodbye, they didn't even wait for the flight and flew straight to New York.
When we arrived, there were already dozens of people from abroad waiting at the airport.
"Who is the other person?" Luo Yibei handed the suitcase to the person and asked casually.
"One of the staff members who carried the young lady back to the orphanage." His subordinates replied respectfully.
"That's just right."
"Yes."
The two exchanged a few words briefly, and then the man asked, "Master, should I arrange a hotel for you first or..."
He was thinking that Luo Yibei must be very tired after flying for so long.
However, before he could speak, he was interrupted by Luo Yibei, "Go directly to see that person! It's getting better and better!"
Luo Yibei guessed that someone was investigating Fang Chixia's life experience. If he guessed correctly, he would be competing for time with the other party's people.
Luo Yibei's defense was that he arrived late and was taken advantage of by the opponent's people.
Without any extra words, his men opened the car door, let him sit in, and drove him in a certain direction in the city.
The two people's car took many turns, crossed countless roads, and rode through the bustling downtown area, finally stopping in front of a very quiet old pavilion.
It was a very old small building, located in the suburbs. The guardrails on the stairs and balconies were rusty, and it looked obviously older.
The appearance of such pavilions in a big city like New York is undoubtedly a slum.
However, the corridors were kept tidy both inside and outside.
Luo Yibei got out of the car, stood outside the pavilion, raised his head and stared quietly into the house.
There is a very small garden in the pavilion, where some vegetables are grown. The light in the house is very dark, and a fan is still used in the living room. The environment looks like a place where elderly people live.
Walking towards the door step by step with his slender legs, Luo Yibei raised his hand and lightly knocked on the iron door whose paint had peeled off.
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