The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favorite: Baby

She still dared to smile at others!

Not far away, Du Lan approached his side.

As he came to his right, he diligently suggested, “Bei Shaoye, do you want to change places?”

Luo Yibei has been sitting in the center since he arrived. He was looking straight ahead and not knowing who he was watching.

Du Lan thought that the banquet hall was too crowded and noisy and people like Luo Yibei who liked quiet, would surely be irritated.

He took it for granted that Luo Yibei would go with his suggestion.

Who knew that the man just stared blankly at the front, staring who knows what, without even gifting him a glance.

Du Lan has hit the wall and was too embarrassed to bother him. He could only stand next to him in case he had any requests.

A few meters away from the two, Fang Chixia and Fei Si Nuo were still at it, mixing and taking sips over and over again.

Their two heads were intimately close as they whispered to each other unceasingly.

From time to time, they would bring in a cocktail glass and take a sip.

The longer Luo Yibei watched their show, the darker his complexion turned.

It was only a few days and they were already this close?

Fang Chixia has never glanced behind her. Furthermore, with lots of guests in the middle having conversations, her line of sight was totally blocked.

She kept his talk with Fei Si Nuo and a smile would escape he lips now and then.

Luo Yibei’s face has grown cold it could freeze into ice.

Du Lan was also a person with discerning eyes. This banquet was held in accordance with Luo Yibei’s request. Tonight, there were so many attendees, but the pure-bred orientals were only Luo Yibei and Fang Chixia.

Luo Yibei’s gaze has been fixed intently in Fang Chixia’s direction. With just a glance, Du Lan was able to pick some hints.

“Bei Shaoye, do you need me to do something?” Bending down, he whispered in Luo Yibei’s ear.

“Just do what you should do.” Luo Yibei returned stolidly, his eyes not moving an inch from Fang Chixia’s direction.

“Then, I’ll take my leave first. Just call me if you need anything.” Du Lan has been looking forward to pleasing him, but given no chance, he once again touched his nose and left.

He had just turned away when a guest happened to advance in Fei Si Nuo’s seat.

The man whispered to Fei Si Nuo. Following that, Fei Si Nuo turned to Fang Chixia and after leaving some words, he strode away.

Fang Chixia was left sitting alone in the high chair. She didn’t change positions. Instead, she took another cocktail and swiveled around and took a sweeping glance at the crowd.

She wasn’t the sexy type. Her temperament leaned on the pure, but the movement of thte glass into her mouth was just too luscious.

The light blue wine swirled slowly into her mouth. When she put the glass down, there probably were droplets left at the corner of her lips as she subconsciously stretched out her tongue to lick it.

Luo Yibei watched unblinkingly from the distance, his eyes darkening deeply at as they dropped fixedly on the droplet still hanging on the corner of her lips.

Fang Chixia licked repeatedly facing him.

She felt as if there was more left on her lips, so she her fingertips and rubbed a few times.

Her brows crumpled. She stood up with the intent of finding a tissue to wipe it off, but when she turned, her line of sight braked at Luo Yibei, who knows how long has been staring at her.

Fang Chixia was caught unprepared and her back stiffened in an instant.