Tong Yan felt as if she had soaked in an icy lake, and her heart felt completely cold.
When Fang Chixia was around, he even forgot about his own existence...
It seemed that she was so humble in front of him that she was not even worth a glance.
Tong Yan, who has been aloof since childhood, has never felt that she has been so humble.
Luo Yibei's face also looked foul, and the air pressure on his body was very low. His whole figure was like a frozen thousand-year iceberg. The cold air on his body was so permeable that several people kept away from him.
He stared coldly at the direction Shi Jinyang and Fang Chixia were leaving. He pursed his lips tightly. He pinched a rose next to him with his drooping hands and pinched the thorny stem with his fingertips. He seemed to have no idea at all. pain.
The sharp thorns pierced the skin, and bright blood oozed from the blood vessels. Drops of blood rolled down from the fingertips, splashing on the green grass, and blooming into charming flowers.
His eyes were filled with coldness, as if covered with countless layers of frost, as if the ice would break into slag in the next second.
After staring at the direction Shi Jinyang left for a long time, his slender legs walked into the house step by step. His steps were heavy and murderous with every step.
Tong Yan was worried about Fang Chixia's condition, waved away the bitterness in her chest, and ran after her.
Entering the house, he found the room where Fang Chixia was, came to the door, opened the door, and was about to go in. However, he was shocked by the scene inside the house.
Fang Chixia was sitting on the bed, the blood on her face seemed to have been drained, and it still had not recovered.
She looked extremely thin, like a flower branch swaying in the wind that could be broken by the wind if not careful.
Shi Jinyang held her whole body in his arms, holding her tightly with his arms, like the most intimate embrace between lovers, carefully protecting her with his own strength.
Tong Yan seemed to have been slapped hard, her eyes fixed on his arm holding Fang Chixia, her eyes and lips full of sarcasm.
Countless times, she had been moved by Shi Jinyang's tenderness.
However, now it seems that his tenderness is not only for her, but also for Fang Chixia!
Tong Yan suddenly wondered, would he be like this when facing other women
It’s so cheap and gentle!
All the emotions that Tong Yan had accumulated towards him were instantly crushed to nothing.
He is nothing more than that, no different from other men!
After all, Luo Yibei was Fang Chixia's legitimate husband. Even if their relationship was not made public, he would not allow other men to be so close to her.
Pushing the half-open door open with one hand, Luo Yibei strode into the room and went straight to the bed. He took Shi Jinyang's arm with one hand, pulled him away, and sat down in his place. Where he was sitting just now.
His long arm hooked around Fang Chixia's waist, and instead of continuing to fight with Shi Jinyang, he stared at her pale face for a few seconds. He ordered the doctor beside him, "Continue!"
"Yes, Master Luo!" The doctor lowered his head and continued to examine Fang Chixia.
Check and report at the same time.
"Ms. Fang spit out all the water she sucked in. It doesn't matter much. She was probably frightened and had a mental illness. She will be fine after she calms down."
"Everyone, get out!" Luo Yibei ordered coldly.
"Okay, Master Luo." The doctor turned his back and led a few nurses out first.
Shi Jinyang stood stiffly on the spot, seemingly unwilling to go out.
Tong Yan turned her head and glanced sideways at him, her eyes darkened, and she walked out of the room first.