“Who the hell dares to…” The man howled in pain, turned his head and tried to let his fist fly. But when he saw the face of the man behind him, his face turned pale in horror and his fists shrank back.
“Bei, Bei master…” The man’s voice trembled.
Luo Yibei only glanced at him coldly as his gaze turned to Fang Chixia beside him. He pulled her hand and without turning his head, headed out of the house.
In the distance, Sha Zhixing who was chatting with Luo Xichen noticed what was happening and her eyebrows screwed up nicely.
Is this a rage for the beauty?
“What are you looking at?” Luo Xichen followed her line of sight, but, the two figures have already disappeared from the doorway.
“Nothing, just a lot of surprises tonight.” Sha Zhixing smiled and took him to continue chatting with his friends.
Fang Chixia followed Luo Yibei all the way out of the house. Her wrist was dragged raw with pain so she was compelled to struggle a few times, “Ah! It’s very painful. What are you doing?”
Luo Yibei ignored her and dragged her into the car. Then with a bang, the white sports car sped away from the Luo’s family home.
The city night was full of hustle and bustle.
But the white Bugatti just left dusts on the scenic spots and finally stopped outside of the seaside villa.
Fang Chixia pushed the car door open to get off but her wrist was pulled back by Luo Yibei.
“Is something wrong?” She looked at him sideways, her face baffled.
Luo Yibei stared at her face in silence. His eyes turned to her hand wearing a wedding ring and coldly cautioned, “On any occasion in the future, pay attention to your identity!”
Fang Chixia was taken aback.
What did she do?
Fang Chixia didn’t see the man’s salty pig hand at all so naturally, she clueless as to why he was saying such words.
Their eyes met. She only gave him a once-over then replied with a question, “What’s my identity?”
What she wanted to express was that, their marriage is a secret. There is no identity in a hidden marriage so being Mrs. Luo has nothing to do with her!
However, Luo Yibei didn’t seem to understand what she meant.
“What? It’s only been a few hours but you have already forgotten?” His eyes glinted dangerously. Then he smiled, “Do you need me to remind you a few more times?”
He hurriedly lifted her up and strode into the house.
“Luo Yibei, don’t! I don’t want to!” Fang Chixia was thrown off guard and her face immediately paled in horror.
She was eaten once before they went out tonight and she’s really hurting everywhere.
One more time and her waist will really break!
“Luo Yibei, I know, I know. Don’t!” Fang Chixia pushed a few more times and resisted in his arms.
“What do you know?” Luo Yibei unhurriedly answered her, but his steps didn’t stop.
“I know my own identity!” Fang Chixia responded painstakingly.
“Let’s hear it.” Through the long hallway, he took her to their bedroom.
“I’m your wife!” Fang Chixia acknowledged bitterly.
“What?” The handsome face remained impassive.
“I said, I am your wife!” Fang Chixia raised her voice a little louder.
“Your voice is inaudible.” She didn’t know if he was deliberately making things difficult out of spite.
“I am your wife.” Fang Chixia wept without tears.
Doesn’t this look like she’s confessing?
“What’s with that look on your face?” Luo Yibei’s eyes leisurely swept over her face, and finally, his footsteps stopped.
Fang Chixia: “…”