Fang Chixia stared at the pile of food, slightly startled.
"You asked someone to prepare it, right?"
"It's good for people with fever to eat this." Leng Qihan replied calmly, put a lot of bowls and cutlery on a tray, and then placed them in front of her bed.
He seemed to want to feed her, but just as he picked up the bowl, Fang Chixia refused, "I can do it myself."
Leng Qihan didn't insist on her and let go of her hand.
Fang Chixia took the spoon and tasted two mouthfuls of porridge, and suddenly thought of the phone call last night.
She was confused last night, but now she is so clear-headed.
Luo Yibei called at that time, but Leng Qihan hung up. She knew exactly what this meant!
Fang Chixia's hand holding the spoon froze.
"The flight ticket back to China is booked today, do you need me to delay it?" Leng Qihan stared at her for a moment and saw something was wrong with her condition, so he asked tentatively.
Fang Chixia came back to her senses and was about to answer when her cell phone suddenly rang.
The message came from Luo Yibei.
Nothing else, just a simple sentence, "Wait for me in Marseille!"
His tone was very domineering, and it felt like he was preparing to accuse him.
Fang Chixia stared at the words in the text message for a long time. She didn't reply well or badly.
Leng Qihan didn't know what was said in the text message and was still waiting for her answer.
Fang Chixia's face slowly raised, and she slightly twitched the corners of her mouth towards him, "It doesn't matter, you can go back first, I will make my own arrangements."
Leng Qihan was slightly startled and raised his eyebrows.
After Fang Chixia said the words, she also realized how inappropriate her words were. The two of them came together and could obviously leave together. What was it like for her to ask him to leave by himself
Fang Chixia thought about it, pondered for a while, and casually made up an excuse for herself, "A friend happens to be in Marseille, and I just made an appointment with him."
She didn't tell him that it was Luo Yibei, she didn't want to complicate the matter.
"Is that so?" Leng Qihan squinted his eyes slightly, not sure whether he believed her words or not.
But fortunately, he didn't insist.
His schedule was still according to the original plan and was scheduled for the morning.
Fang Chixia went to see him off and returned to the hotel after seeing him off.
Luo Yibei didn't know what time he boarded the plane, but it was evening when he arrived in Marseille.
At dusk, the sky in Marseille is hazy orange, and even the smell of the wind is warm.
However, the face of the man who broke into the room was as cold as ice.
His eyes were cold, and his face was covered with frost. When he walked in, the air around him seemed to have become much colder.
"You've been with him for the past three days?" He twisted her eyes, and his eyes were so cold that he seemed to be about to pierce through her.
"Yeah." Fang Chixia didn't make any excuse for herself.
"Three days?" Luo Yibei's voice was a little colder.
"It's just for business." Fang Chixia didn't like his tone very much, so she explained lightly and wanted to turn to the balcony, but he grabbed her wrist.
His strength was very strong, and he pulled directly.
The hand that clasped her wrist exerted a little force, and Fang Chixia's body was carried by him, and she fell into his arms.
"For business?" He looked at her with cold eyes, and every word was extremely sarcastic. "Is it for business to let other men enter my room at one or two o'clock in the morning?"