"Who the hell dares to care..." The man howled in pain, turned his head and wanted to fly over with his fist. However, when he turned away the face of the person behind him, his face turned pale with shock and he swung out. His fists shrank back in embarrassment.
"Bei, Master Bei..." The man's voice was trembling.
Luo Yibei just glanced at him coldly, turned to Fang Chixia beside him, grabbed her hand, and walked outside the Luo family's residence without looking back.
In the distance, Saori Xing, who was chatting with Luo Xichen, noticed the scene here with sharp eyes and twisted his eyebrows nicely.
Is this a case of anger for beauty
"What are you looking at?" Luo Xichen's eyes followed hers, but the two people were no longer at the door.
"It's nothing, it's just that there were a lot of surprises tonight." Saori Hoshi smiled faintly, held his arm and continued chatting with his friends.
…
Fang Chixia followed Luo Yibei out of Luo's house. His wrists were so painful that he pulled her. She struggled and whispered several times, "It hurts. What are you doing?"
Luo Yibei ignored her and dragged her into the car. The white sports car drove away from Luo's house with a bang.
The night in the city is beautiful and charming.
The white Bugatti passed through the scenery and finally stopped outside the villa on the beach.
Fang Chixia opened the car door and wanted to get out of the car, but Luo Yibei grabbed her wrist from behind.
"Is something wrong?" She turned her head and glanced at him, confused.
Luo Yibei stared at her face quietly, then his eyes fell on her hand with the wedding ring, and said coldly, "On any occasion in the future, pay attention to your identity!"
Fang Chixia was startled.
What did she do
Fang Chixia actually didn't see the man's dirty hands just now, so naturally she didn't understand why he said such things.
Turning her eyes sideways, she glanced at him lightly, and then followed his words, "What is my identity?"
What she wanted to express was that they were only married in secret. A secret marriage meant they had no identity, and the young lady of the Luo family had nothing to do with her!
However, Luo Yibei clearly understood something different from her.
"What? It's only been a few hours, and you forgot so quickly?" His eyes narrowed dangerously, and the corners of his lips raised a hint of coldness, "Do you need me to remind you a few more times?"
Daheng picked her up and took her into the house with large strides.
"Luo Yibei, don't, I don't want it!" Fang Chixia was a little confused, and her face changed in shock.
She had only been tortured by him once before going out tonight, and she was still hurting everywhere on her body.
If she does it again, her waist will really break!
"Luo Yibei, I get it, I get it, don't do this!" Fang Chixia pushed him a few times and tried to struggle in his arms.
"You know what?" Luo Yibei responded to her unhurriedly, without stopping.
"I know my identity!" Fang Chixia followed him with a grimace.
"Tell me about it." He led her through the long corridor into their bedroom.
"I am your wife!" Fang Chixia looked sad.
"What?" The handsome face was still expressionless.
"I said I am your wife!" Fang Chixia raised his voice.
"The voice is lowered." Luo Yibei didn't know whether he was deliberately making things difficult.
"I am your wife!" Fang Chixia was about to cry without tears.
Does this sound like she's confessing
"What's your expression?" Luo Yibei glanced at her face leisurely, and finally stopped.
Fang Chixia, “…”
(End of chapter)