Chapter 1135 Leng Luo Collides

There was no one in Fang Chixia's room.

In the room, the breeze swayed.

The door was pushed open, and a burst of floral fragrance came to my nose. It was a very natural smell, as if the fragrance of the garden was blown by the wind from the balcony.

Luo Yibei walked into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and looked around the room quietly.

There aren't many things in Fang Chixia's room, probably because she doesn't like luxury. Her room is much simpler than other rooms in the palace.

There is only a bed, a sofa chair, a small table and a wardrobe in the room.

There was a coat scattered casually on the sofa chair, and it seemed to be men's style.

Luo Yibei's lips were slightly curled when he came in. However, when he saw this coat, his expression froze almost instantly.

After walking over a few steps, his eyes lingered on the coat for a few seconds.

GUCCI's limited edition men's clothing just came out not long ago. I only saw Leng Qihan wearing it at a social occasion!

Leng Qihan!

The sluggish arc at the corner of Luo Yibei's lips turned downward, and his face suddenly turned cold.

Leng Qihan had been to Country Y and even came to her room!

What pissed him off even more was what he saw next!

A gust of wind blew in gently from the balcony, blowing away a document on the small table next to him, and one page just happened to be blown to his feet.

Luo Yibei's eyes were fixed on the words "divorce agreement" that stood out on the document, with a cold light reflected in his eyes. He bent down and picked up the documents on the ground one by one.

His eyes swept over the documents page by page, reading each row of type. Every time he turned a page, he held the document's hand a little harder.

The thin document, which had only a few pages, was crumpled into various wrinkles in his hands.

divorce agreement!

divorce!

Luo Yibei squeezed the document's hand, and the joints were glowing with a cold white light. His carved face was filled with gloom...

Fang Chixia went out to meet Leng Qihan today, but Leng Qihan hadn't gone back yet. The two chatted outside like friends for a while, and had dinner by the way. It was close to nine o'clock when they returned to the palace.

The palace gate has a brilliant wall of lights, and rows of orange lights surround the entire palace, setting off the mottled light and shadow outside the gate.

"Let me take you in!" Leng Qihan suggested as he parked the car outside the gate and followed her out of the car.

"No, you can go back directly. I haven't even been in for a few minutes!" Fang Chixia refused calmly.

"Okay, bring your coat over here. It's getting cold. Wear more when you go out in the future!" Leng Qihan took off his coat and put it on her shoulders naturally.

"Actually, you still have something with me..." Fang Chixia lowered her eyes and looked at his movements, wanting to remind him about the coat before. As soon as she spoke, her eyes suddenly collided with a figure not far away.

Not far away, Luo Yibei stood outside the palace gate, looking at the scene here coldly, the expression on his face was as sinister as the sudden wind in the cellar.

He looked at the two of them with a very sharp gaze, as sharp as a knife. When it fell on Fang Chixia's face, her cheeks hurt.

Fang Chixia obviously didn't expect him to come suddenly, let alone that he would bump into Leng Qihan.

She seemed to be struck by a powerful bolt of lightning and was stunned on the spot, forgetting to react for a moment.

Leng Qihan clearly noticed something strange about her. He paused in his movements and slowly raised his face.