Chapter 1990 Either Continue or I Die (6)

His steps were fast, and his long legs exchanged in an orderly manner. After a while, his tall figure disappeared outside the wedding scene.

Fang Chixia had come to the wedding scene so late, and the guests present didn't know what happened.

Now that this happened suddenly, a large group of people were even more confused.

"How could this happen?"

"Yes, what happened?"

"What is the young master of the Luo family doing?"

...

There were a lot of discussions around, but they were fragmented. Because of their noble status, they didn't speak too loudly.

Fang Chixia heard the chirping sounds around her and felt the sight of her falling on her, but she still didn't get up from Luo Yibei.

Her hand was still tightly holding the corner of his clothes, and her arms were holding him tightly, as if she didn't want to let go for the rest of her life.

Old Mrs. Chris sat in the most important position in the guest seats, watching this scene calmly from beginning to end, her eyes fixed on her hand holding Luo Yibei's clothes, and her sharp eyes sank.

Luo Yibei glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, staring at her calmly, and clearly saw her changed expression, but he didn't mean to remind Fang Chixia.

His expression seemed to be very happy, letting Fang Chixia press on him like this, and he didn't mean to push her away from beginning to end.

Such a him made Mrs. Chris's face even darker.

After a long time, she said coldly, "Isn't it time to give me an explanation?"

Luo Yibei glanced at her sideways, holding Fang Chixia's hand, helping her stand up, straightening the wrinkles of his clothes as if nothing had happened, and putting one hand on her shoulder, with a clear and cold voice, unusually calm, "I'm here to take my wife away!"

The word "wife" made the discussion at the scene louder.

"We haven't divorced yet, what is Chris Castle singing?"

"Yes, yes, the old lady is confused, right?"

"Who knows! Two big families are competing for a daughter-in-law!"

The tiny and fragmented voices, like a pot exploding, were very low at first, and then slowly rose.

Luo Yibei glanced at the groups of guests around him, his facial curves not fluctuating at all because of the discussions of the people around him.

"Master Feisino and my wife are just good friends. I am very grateful for your help to my wife when she is in trouble, but there is nothing else."

"This wedding must be a misunderstanding of the old lady. Everyone can understand the old man's desire to hold his grandchildren. You don't have to believe the various rumors about my wife and Fei Dian. There is no basis, even any rumors of intimate photos. Do you think it is credible?"

His eyes swept over everyone one by one, paused, and his tone suddenly became heavier, "I tell you very clearly that my wife's name has always been the surname of my Luo family!"

His words did not fluctuate much from beginning to end.

In a few words, he explained the relationship between Feisino and Fang Chixia, and also explained the title of Duchess Chris on Fang Chixia's head recently.

The old lady sat upright in her chair, holding her cane tightly, her face pale and blue.

She had prepared so much, and he just said a few words to clear himself of everything?

Luo Yibei ignored her, covered Fang Chixia's hand with his big hand, and led her out of the auditorium.

His steps were very slow at first, but then, probably because of his excitement, he suddenly pulled her and ran.