Fang Chi Xia has no other choice but to stay. Cold praying didn't go out all the way. Even three meals were sent in. The two were locked in a room for the first night. Fang Chi Xia didn't sleep at night and kept staring at his mobile phone. She was thinking about the reaction of Luo Yibei. She had learned Luo Yibei's jealousy for a long time. In fact, she was a little uneasy in her heart, like hanging a stone. She swayed and swayed, and couldn't calm down all night. The cell phone didn't ring all night. The next morning, Fangchi Xia's battery ran out. She doesn't know what's going on outside. Everything seems calm. However, after breakfast, something very unexpected happened to her. The photo of Leng qihan taking her back to Leng's house yesterday was captured somehow. The story about them even appeared in the newspaper! Although Fang Chi Xia has not been recognized by Luo enqi, she is still the young lady of Luo family and the wife of Luo Yibei. Now I enter the cold house at night. Such news broke out and was added by the media. How can the face of the Luo family live? Fang Chi Xia was shocked and stared at the photos of the two people in the newspaper, his fingertips trembling slightly. If only luoyibei knew about it, it would be OK. Now it's known all over the city. Even if luoyibei didn't have much anger, should it be annoyed? Cold praying is like a person who has never happened. After reading a magazine all night, he focuses on his office with his notebook. He also read the newspaper halfway. Unlike Fang Chi Xia, he didn't set off any expression waves on his face, as if nothing had happened. Fang Chi Xia was in a trance with the newspaper for a long time, turned his eyes to him, and his voice was very cold. "Today, the whole city should be a sensation outside. Your goal has been achieved. You don't have to continue gambling. You can let me go back!" Leng qihan raised his head and glanced at her faintly. Just when he wanted to say something, the sound of knocking at the door suddenly sounded outside the door. Followed by the maid's voice, "young master, young master Luo is coming. Now he's in the hall!" Leng qihan raised his watch and looked at the time. It was seven in the morning. It's still early. It's earlier than he expected. I think I didn't sleep all night. I probably wanted to see if Fangchi Xia would go back by herself last night. I didn't wait for the talent to come“ I see. " The corner of his lips coldly hooked, put the notebook on his knee aside, lengqi stood up, and walked out slowly towards the outside of the room. Fangchi Xia followed him, walking and thinking about seeing the scene of luoyibei later. Her steps are very slow. Every step, her feet seem to be filled with gold and lead. When she came to the door of the hall, she even hesitated before entering. Luo Yibei stood in the lobby of Leng's house with his back to her. When they walked in, his face turned slowly. Fang Chi Xia's eyes followed his face and quietly observed his reaction. Her eyes were so careful that she even waited for him to be angry. Luo Yibei stared at her for a long time. His eyes were so dark that she couldn't see the emotion in his eyes. The two men looked at each other for a few minutes. He strode towards them and pulled her into his arms. His voice was calm like lake water, "madam, I'm late for my husband!" Very light tone, so light that there is no wave. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation