Luo Yibei didn't pay much attention. He turned around and went to the restaurant to see if her breakfast was ready. When he walked to the door of the restaurant, Fang Chixia's voice came unexpectedly, "I had something happen last night, sorry!"
"tonight?"
Luo Yibei paused in his steps, turned his head, glanced in her direction, and frowned.
Her conversation was messy, but Luo Yibei guessed who the caller was.
Qing Qingchen, that bastard!
She even answered his phone call!
He walked over a few steps and took the phone from her hand. He answered on her behalf, "I'm not free. No calls are allowed in the future!"
Qing Qingchen was silent for a long time, as if she didn't expect him to be by her side so early.
After being stunned for a long time, his voice was playful and he said, "Hey, are we together so early?"
"It's none of your business." Luo Yibei hung up the phone with one sentence, grabbed Fang Chixia's hand, and led her towards the kitchen.
"Don't answer that kid's calls in the future." His words were as domineering as ever, regardless of whether she was listening or not.
After taking her into the kitchen, he glanced casually inside, looking at the several ingredients that had been taken out. He probably wanted to make them himself, but after picking them up, he put them down again.
Luo Yibei is not made for this at all.
"I'll do it myself." Fang Chixia was speechless at his actions. She pulled him behind her, skillfully fried the eggs, skillfully served the cooked porridge, and then carried it to the restaurant.
The two had a simple breakfast and then went to Rong Xi.
Luo Yibei was busy with a business negotiation today. After arriving at Rong Xi, he left within a few minutes and was not in the company all day.
A few minutes before five o'clock in the evening, when it was time to get off work, he rushed back. He originally planned to take Fang Chixia back with him, but when he arrived at the office, he unexpectedly found Qing Qingchen there.
Fang Chixia was flipping through the documents attentively. Qing Qingchen was lying next to her, with his hands on the table, smiling and chatting with her. There was also a large bouquet of red roses on the table at hand.
Luo Yibei couldn't stand red roses, especially when other men gave Fang Chixia flowers.
When staring at the two of them, their eyes narrowed coldly.
Qing Qingchen didn't seem to notice him here, and was still chatting with Fang Chixia.
"What kind of flowers do you like? If you don't like roses, can I change to something else tomorrow?"
"What about movies? What genre do you like? The one shown tonight was filmed by a buddy of mine, a heartthrob that you girls like very much! Have you heard of it, the eldest young master of the Mo family?"
"Would you like to finish your dinner before going in later? Which restaurant do you like?"
He asked a lot of questions on his own, but Fang Chixia was focused on doing his own thing and ignored him.
Luo Yibei walked towards this side step by step, his footsteps were loud and heavy.
Qing Qingchen didn't know whether he heard it or not, so he helped Fang Chixia arrange the bouquet of flowers and continued chatting with her, "If you don't have any objection, I can just call and place an order?"
He was very close to her. Fang Chixia's head was lowered and her face was not raised. Qing Qingchen's lips were just touching the hair on the top of her head.
The picture of the two people, changing the angle, seems as if they have kissed.
Luo Yibei was still walking this way, and when he was about to get closer, Fang Chixia's face suddenly lifted up. , continued chatting with her again, "If you don't have any objection, I can just call and place an order directly?"
He was very close to her. Fang Chixia's head was lowered and her face was not raised. Qing Qingchen's lips were just touching the hair on the top of her head.
The picture of the two people, changing the angle, seems as if they have kissed.
Luo Yibei was still walking this way, and when he was about to get closer, Fang Chixia's face suddenly lifted up.