"Okay." The man replied respectfully, turned his head and went to make a phone call.
The black extended-length luxury car slowly left after that.
night.
Luo Yibei waited until nine o'clock and called countless times, but he never got through.
He stared blankly at the blooming primroses on the table with his cold eyes, and slowly realized what was unusual about her, and his chest suddenly felt cramped.
As if he realized something, his drooping face suddenly lifted up, and he ran out of the house.
While running out, the conversation he had with Fang Chixia came to his ears from time to time:
She said, "Two people have been together for a long time. If the intimacy reaches a certain level, it is not difficult for the other person to feel what one person is thinking. This is studied in psychology."
He replied to her deeply, "Have you heard of another saying? If one person is in another person's heart, and that person turns around and disappears, and a part of the heart is missing, how can the other person not feel it?"
Grandpa has always supported him and Su Ran. Today, he suddenly saw him and Fang Chixia being so close. They were alone with her before leaving. Why didn't he think of it at that time
Luo Yibei's car drove very fast, and when he drove all the way to Fang Chixia's apartment, the room was quiet and there was no one.
All the furnishings in the room were neatly packed, and many of the things originally placed there were packed up, as if the owner had traveled far away.
On the table by the window, Fang Chixia's design drawings are still there.
The wind picked up a corner, and it was about to fall.
Luo Yibei walked over in a few steps and picked up the picture with stiff hands.
In the unformed picture, there is only one ring, a man's ring, as if it was specially designed for him.
The style is very simple, the platinum ring is inlaid with a diamond inside, which is in line with his style.
There is only one ring, and it is not designed for women. There is no trace of a wedding ring.
Luo Yibei stared at the ring for a long time, his eyes closed in pain, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with anger and turned scarlet.
Holding the blueprint in his hand tightly, he turned around and ran downstairs in large strides.
I drove all the way to the airport, pushed through the crowds of people walking around, and searched the entire airport, but I didn't see even a shadow of a familiar figure.
I went to the service desk to check, but there was no trace of it.
Luo Yibei held the phone in his hand tightly with five fingers and called Tong Yan, "Where is she?"
"What?" Tong Yan's voice was confused.
"Didn't she contact you?" Luo Yibei asked coldly again.
"What's wrong with Chi Xia?" Tong Yan didn't know what happened.
Luo Yibei hung up the phone and drove directly back to Luo's house.
The sports car swooped in front of the door, and he strode in.
His face looked terrifying, and his eyes were as cold as Satan from hell.
Several servants passed by him, and when they saw him like this, they were so scared that they all hid aside.
"Master, what happened?" The middle-aged housekeeper bravely stepped forward to ask.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Saori Hing didn't know why.
Luo Yibei glanced at Luo Enqi, who was sitting in the corner making tea, and walked over in a few steps.