The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favorite: Baby

Encountering Luo Yibei in such an occasion stunned Fang Chixia.

She was shocked not from colliding with him so soon, but by the fact that he was in a noble’s home in R.

It gave her the feeling that he has his network all over the world.

His sphere of influence was like a dense and solid net, where all corners of the world were covered by him, where she has nowhere to escape.

Her surprise lasted for a second, but she composed herself at once.

She silently looked back at him, secretly speculating on the purpose of his presence here.

A man so indifferent that he could hand her over to someone else, she believed that he shouldn’t have come for her.

If not, the reason would probably be the hit he took the night on the cruise ship, when he unwillingly let her walk out.

The two eyed each other with different thoughts in mind.

The crowd that filled the gap in the middle went on with their chatter, with some stopping then leaving.

All of a sudden, she was unaware of what has happened. There was someone in the hall who held something. Then after, the people in between them all left.

Luo Yibei stood up and walked slowly toward her.

Hi unhurried pace, calm temperament and face, as indifferent as ever, rendered everything around them insignificant.

Fang Chixia’s eyes stayed on him as he got closer and closer, not retreating nor averting her gaze.

Her mentality was still clear. Both has already met each other. If he had the heart to take her back, would she be able to avoid him?

“Anything the matter?” She asked flatly.

Luo Yibei stood beside her, his eyes locked on the drop of wine that had not been wiped off on her lips. In Fang Chixia’s consternation, he lifted a slender finger and brushed the drop off her lips.

He gently brushed her lips, stroking her lip line far more than necessary.

It was brimming with the touch of love.

Fang Chixia took a step backwards in reflex.

With so many people in the banquet hall, her heart was somewhat troubled, but the expression on her face remained poised. She lowered her head lightly and grabbed a tissue paper offhandedly and dried her lips.

Luo Yibei’s gaze moved along her figure. He also took a step forward and captured her wrist. “Did Miss Fang forget her identity?”

Fang Chixia dropped a glance on the hand imprisoning her wrist and sneered.

If she had known that being on his side was more dangerous, she would have endured Fang Rong’s pestering and would have never gone anywhere near him!

Fang Chixia was cold with fury at him, but she was very clear about her identity.

There hidden marriage was her own proposition. He didn’t love her. She didn’t love him either. She has no right to be a resentful wife. He too wasn’t going to let a woman fool around in front of him.

Luo Yibei took stock of her reactions and couldn’t help frowning.

“Come home with me!” He tugged at her heading out of the hall, but Fang Chixia shook off his arm.

“Mr. Luo, what identity are you taking with me now?” She looked up and asked lightly, but her eyes shone with irony.