"It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with you." Fang Chixia patted her shoulder to comfort her.
Didn't Luo Yibei often show her such a bad face
Fang Chixia actually doesn't care about last night one more time.
The two of them sat in the room for a while, and suddenly a call came from Luo Yibei.
"Come down!" Two cold words, the same commanding tone as always.
Fang Chixia was stunned, staring at the time displayed on the call screen for a while, then hung up the phone and stood up.
"He's looking for you?" Tong Yan asked tentatively.
"Well, I'll go down for a while." Fang Chixia quickly shrank from the chair, turned around and left the room.
When I went downstairs, a large group of servants from the Qing family were busy setting the table for tonight's dinner in the garden.
Luo Yibei was sitting by the swimming pool not far away, leaning lazily on a piece of rattan wood and staring at the sky above his head with an expressionless expression.
There was a small white table next to him, with several bottles of wine and some fruit snacks placed on the table. A servant stood beside him to serve him.
Hearing Fang Chixia's footsteps behind him, he didn't even look back. He waved to the waiter standing respectfully next to him, "Get off!"
"I understand!" The servant nodded and respectfully withdrew.
Fang Chixia walked over to this side, stood next to him, and stared at his side face, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Water!" Luo Yibei stared at the distant sky, still not looking at her.
"There is no water here, only wine." Fang Chixia reminded.
"Pour!" It was a concise word, and it seemed that it was superfluous to even say another word to her.
Fang Chixia just thought he was making do with it, and took the wine bottle and poured him a drink.
However, when the wine glass was handed over and Luo Yibei was about to take it, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he touched the glass with his hand, and the full glass of wine spilled on the ground.
Fang Chixia was stunned for a few seconds, thinking he was careless, and squatted on the ground with a white rag and wiped the grass around him good-naturedly.
She wiped it very carefully, wiped it well, carefully put the rag away, and when she stood up, she poured him another glass.
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was knocked over by Luo Yibei again.
His movements were very abrupt, and Fang Chixia was standing next to him. Unexpectedly, he was gradually wetted by the spilled wine drops.
Luo Yibei was not spared either, and his white sleeves were also dyed a lot of red.
Fang Chixia stared blankly at her embarrassed body for a few seconds, her face a little stiff.
For the first time, she thought he was being careless.
However, for someone who is so rigorous in doing things, to be rash twice in a row is not his character at all!
Fang Chixia is almost certain that he did it on purpose!
"Luo Yibei, don't go too far!" Fang Chixia clenched the rag in her hand and growled at him angrily.
"What did I do?" Luo Yibei raised his eyelids and looked at her with eyes as cold as looking at a stranger.
"You just did it on purpose!" Fang Chixia accused.
"Is it too much to call it intentional?" Luo Yibei didn't mean to deny it at all, and even admitted it very simply.
Fang Chixia was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to rush forward and scratch his proud face several times.
Not far away, Shi Jinyang happened to be passing by. He saw Fang Chixia's face flushed and stopped slowly.
In a certain room upstairs, Tong Yan had been standing on the terrace staring at the garden downstairs since Fang Chixia came downstairs.
After catching a glimpse of the scene here, her wandering eyes stopped.