Looking up at Fang Chi Xia, she tentatively asked, "would you like to ask Yi Bei to come here tonight?"

Fang Chi Xia Wei Zheng, put the tableware hand slightly stiff.

She didn't know if he would think it was her birthday.

Birthday is not a big deal for Chi Xia.

She's been married for two years, and she's never been with him.

Fang Chi Xia looked at the dinner that he and Tong Yan had been busy preparing for several hours on the eye table, and then looked at An'an, who seemed to be waiting impatiently to start. After thinking about it, he said, "it's OK, sit down!"

Tong Yan didn't say much, so she opened the chair and sat down.

"All right, all right, let's go!" An an stares at Fang Chi Xia with a smile.

It's almost seven o'clock at this time. Fangchi Xia's mobile phone rings once on the hour, but she doesn't notice.

She put her cell phone in her bag and didn't take it out in an afternoon.

And an Tongyan solve a dinner, then an an proposes to go hi.

Not far away, just in a family bar of Tongyan's.

After going there, three people didn't come out for two hours.

The phone rang several times in the middle, but Fang Chi Xia still didn't hear it.

Her bag is in the dining room, a little far from the bar.

At nearly ten o'clock in the evening, a servant with a mobile phone rushed over.

The room is very busy, basically the whole process is an an in noisy, singing English songs, over and over again with the cycle of "say-u-love-me (say you love me)..."

Tong Yan and Fang Chi Xia are chatting with each other.

"Miss Fang, your call, twelve missed calls!" The servant pushed the door open and raised his voice.

The surging music in the room after her "Twelve missed calls" was like the fog dispersed by the strong wind, Shua, and then died.

Ann still has a microphone in her hand. She looks at the phone in the servant's hand in dismay, and her face looks silly. "What's the matter? Is my voice too loud? "

"It's none of your business." Fang Chi Xia comforted her and stood up to take the phone call from the servant.

"Who's calling?" Ann dropped the microphone, ran over a few steps,

saw the words of luoyibei in the call record, and Ann's mouth grew into an O-shape, "where's my God!"

Fang Chi Xia ignored her expression, and her hand holding the phone was a little stiff.

"Is it Yi Bei?" Tong Yan stood up and looked at her mobile phone.

I saw the clear "12" on the caller ID and frowned.

Why does it feel like trouble?

"I'll call back first." Fang Chi Xia opened the door and went out, came to the corner, a phone call back in the past.

The phone beeped for several times, and the opposite person got through.

"Where is it?" Luo Yibei's voice was cold and light, and seemed to be mixed with some deep anger.

"At Yan Yan's house!" Fang Chi Xia explained.

"Now come to the island!" Loynorth orders coldly.

"It's late now..." Fang Chi Xia wants to explain, but Luo Yibei interrupts, "if you don't come, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

His voice was cold and heavy, with a strong sense of warning.

Fang Chi Xia's heart was in a mess after seeing his 12 missed calls. He was shocked, surprised, and some It's warm.

"You only have half an hour to take your friends with you." Luo Yibei's tone is still very tough.

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