Chapter 1303: Being Rough with Her

Wanting to follow her in, Luo Yibei paused suddenly and glanced in her direction.

His eyes were particularly sharp, piercing Fang Chixia's face like a knife, making her heart skip a beat.

Luo Yibei's aura was already very strong. If he walked around, even if he didn't deliberately put on a cold face, it would be intimidating enough.

When he was deliberately cold, his eyes were particularly sharp, as sharp as a sharp knife, as if it could pierce Fang Chixia's heart.

He is actually quite scary when he looks like this.

Fang Chixia almost reflexively thought of retreating.

But thinking that there was nothing untenable about what happened tonight, she resisted the urge again.

Her face was extremely calm, so calm that Luo Yibei's eyes unconsciously looked a little colder when he looked at her.

She followed other men to other people's homes, and this is her attitude?

Luo Yibei twisted her eyes with his eyes, as sharp as a reamer, as if he wanted to execute her Ling Chi.

He stared at her for a long time, walked towards her in a few steps, and hit the wall next to her with his fist.

His fist was very hard. Fang Chixia's back was against the wall, and she seemed to vaguely hear the sound of the wall vibrating.

Fang Chixia's body trembled, but she was not afraid of him.

Luo Yibei clenched one hand into a fist to support her side, and the other hand dropped, his joints slowly tightening.

He squeezed so hard that the roots of his well-proportioned hands bulged, and the veins on the back of his hands were particularly obvious.

Fang Chixia stared at his hand calmly. She thought he was going to be rough with her, but Luo Yibei hit the wall next to her with another fist.

Fang Chixia's eardrums buzzed from the shock, but she didn't tremble like before. She even slightly raised her beautiful chin and looked straight into his eyes.

Luo Yibei's gloomy eyes swept across her face coldly, looking at her without any guilt at all, he clenched his fists and almost punched her.

"As the young lady of the Luo family, she went back to the Leng family alone with the young master of the Leng family at night. Don't Mrs. Luo think she should explain?"

Gritting his teeth, he asked word by word.

"Don't you always listen to explanations? Is my explanation more credible than what you see with your eyes?" Fang Chixia looked at him calmly and spoke unhurriedly.

Before she explained, she still wanted to know how much he trusted her.

"Fang Chixia! Do you believe me or not..." Luo Yibei choked on her words and almost raised his fist again.

His eyes were glaring at her, and his eyes were breathing fire.

Fang Chixia glanced at his hand and felt chilled, "How are you?"

Her tone of voice was clear and calm, like a feather falling from the sky on a snowy day, which was completely opposite to Luo Yibei's fierce, domineering and smoke-filled tone.

Luo Yibei felt like something was about to explode in her chest, her hands twisting the collar of her clothes.

He was very powerful. Fang Chixia's collar was round collar, and the collar of the clothes he wore today was very small.

Now that she was being strangled by him like this, she felt her neck tighten and even the air in her chest became thinner.

"Cough...cough..." Fang Chixia coughed hard.

She didn't struggle, but Luo Yibei did.

He just strangled her, and after a while, he let go of her hand.