The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Outside the banquet hall, the clothing is fragrant, the intertwined, the guests' shattered communication, talking laughter, from time to time, unusually lively.

Compared to the outside, the corridor is surprisingly cold.

There is a guest lounge in the inner hall, but tonight, when Fang Chi Xia entered, there was no guest at all.

Even if I wanted to pull a maid and ask about the whereabouts of Luo Yibei, I didn’t stop the individual.

Fang Chixia walked alone in the corridor leading to the inner hall, while walking, pushing the door of a lounge.

The rows of lounges were quiet, dark and even the lights were not lit.

At the other end of the corridor, a figure came towards this side, and the slender back was pulled down under the light. The passing light, the lamp behind it, was smashed halfway.

Fang Chi Xia is still moving forward and has not looked back.

The two separated by a distance, her attention all fell to find Luo Yibei, and did not look back.

The figure behind him dragged her pace and walked in the direction of her. After passing through several intersections leading to the lobby, the man did not turn out, and the direction of her direction was always her direction.

Fang Chixia walked through the long corridor and came to the end. He still didn't find anyone in the lounge. He stopped for a while outside the lounge, took out his mobile phone, and pulled out the address book.

The fingertips twirled on it, turned to find the phone of Luo Yibei, wanted a phone call to him, the number had not been dialed, and a shadow behind him suddenly covered.

Fang Chi Xia back facing the body stiff and stiff, his face slowly turned.

I haven't seen the situation behind me, and I am surrounded by darkness.

Fang Chi Xia shocked the pupil slightly shrinking, wanting to explore the phone to Luo Yibei, and a blunt pain suddenly came.

Fang Chixia was dizzy in front of her eyes, and the phone in her hand, "snap", fell to the ground...

The feast of the banquet hall, the cold family father, continues.

The cold home prepared hundreds of thousands of fireworks tonight. When the nine o'clock bell rang, the sky at the dinner party, a salute burst through the sky, and then it was like a fireworks, seven colors. The fireworks fire will smother the night sky.

On-site, extraordinarily lively.

“The old man is younger than in the past few years!”

"Where! Where is the mentality?"

"That is also true. Cold home, out of the cold, such a reassuring descendant, do not need the elders to do anything, can be blue, and manage the family more powerful, this is the blessing of the cold family! It is no wonder that the father Happy all day!"

"Pray for this child, good ability is good, but why not worry about it?"

"Is the old man referring to the marriage of the young master? Still young, no hurry!"

"When the elders, how many can not care?"

Mixed in the sound of fireworks, a burst of humming sounds from time to time.

The hustle and bustle of the scene, after that, is even more complicated.

There was no one in the scene of the inner church.

Luo Yibei chats with several friends at the cold door.

Shi Yanyang and the people of the Qing family also came, and they came better. After they came, they didn’t go in, and they exchanged directly with Luo Yibei for a while.

"Where did Xia Xia go?" Tong Yandong looked at Fang Chi Xia.

Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows with Shi Yangyang.

"There are so many men on this occasion, do you let her alone?" Tong Yan was slightly disliked by his behavior.