Chapter 1791 Madam, Your Husband Is Late

Fang Chixia had no other choice but to stay.

Leng Qihan did not go out during the whole process, and even the three meals were delivered to him.

The two of them spent the first night in a room. Fang Chixia did not sleep at night, and kept staring at her phone without making a sound.

She was thinking about Luo Yibei's reaction. She had experienced Luo Yibei's jealousy a long time ago. She was actually a little uneasy in her heart, as if a stone was hanging on her head, swaying back and forth, and she could not calm down all night.

The phone did not ring all night.

The next morning, Fang Chixia's battery ran out.

She didn't know what happened outside.

Everything seemed calm.

However, after breakfast, something happened that surprised her.

Somehow, the photo of Leng Qihan taking her back to the Leng family yesterday was captured by someone.

The two of them even made it to the newspaper!

Although Fang Chixia has not yet been recognized by Luo Enqi, her identity is still the young lady of the Luo family and the wife of Luo Yibei.

Now he entered the Leng family at night. If such news broke out and the media exaggerated it, how could the Luo family save face?

Fang Chixia stared at the photo of the two people in the newspaper in shock, her fingertips trembling slightly.

If only Luo Yibei knew about this, it would be fine. Now that the whole city knows about it, even if Luo Yibei didn't have much temper, he should be angry, right?

Leng Qihan seemed to be a person who had never happened. He read magazines all night and then concentrated on working with a notebook.

He also read the newspaper halfway. Unlike Fang Chixia, his face didn't show any expression at all, as if nothing had happened.

Fang Chixia was lost in thought for a long time holding the newspaper, turned her eyes to him, and said in a cold voice, "The whole city should be in an uproar today. Your goal has been achieved. You don't need to continue gambling. You can let me go back!"

Leng Qihan raised his head and glanced at her indifferently. Just as he was about to say something, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside.

Then came the maid's voice, "Master, Master Luo is here, now in the hall!"

Leng Qihan looked at the time on his watch, seven o'clock in the morning.

It was still early, earlier than he expected.

I guess he didn't sleep all night, probably because he wanted to see if Fang Chixia would go back by herself last night, and didn't wait for him to come.

"I know." Leng Qihan curled his lips coldly, put the notebook on his knees aside, stood up, and walked out of the room slowly.

Fang Chixia followed him, thinking about the scene of meeting Luo Yibei later.

Her steps were very slow, and every step she took was as difficult as if she was filled with thousands of gold lead.

When she came to the door of the hall, she even hesitated for a while before walking in.

Luo Yibei stood in the hall of the Leng family with his back to her. When the two walked in, his face slowly turned around.

Fang Chixia's eyes followed his face and observed his reaction quietly.

Her eyes were very cautious, and she was even waiting for him to get angry.

Luo Yibei stared at her for a long time, his eyes were very dark, so dark that she couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.

The two of them stared at each other for a few minutes, and he strode towards them, pulled her into his arms, and said in a calm voice like a lake, "Madam, I am late!"

His tone was very light, so light that there was no ripple at all.

Fang Chixia, "..."