Chapter 2559 Seeing Through

"Then leave tonight!" The person on the other end of the phone gave a decisive order.

"What should we do when she comes back? Our efforts in the past few days..."

"Then do everything we can to stop her from coming back!" The other party said coldly, and the phone was completely hung up after that.

Fang Chixia held the phone tightly, walked out of the balcony a few steps, and looked down quietly.

Luo Yibei walked out of the main house and seemed to be ready to go to Luo Yi's courtyard. I don't know what he was going to do.

Fang Chixia stood upstairs, quietly watching his figure leave. When he completely disappeared in the garden, he turned around and ran downstairs.

However, just as he was about to leave the garden, Luo Yibei's figure suddenly walked out slowly from the cobblestone path next to him.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

He looked at her sinisterly, his eyes were as cold as the water at the bottom of a frozen lake.

A chill ran down Fang Chixia's back, and she calmed herself down. She took two steps back and said nonchalantly, "I just want to go out for a walk."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows coldly.

Fang Chixia's expression froze after his words.

"I'm just taking a walk and will be back soon."

"It doesn't matter, I have plenty of time." Luo Yibei walked in front and headed towards the door first.

Fang Chixia stood stiffly in place, not moving a step.

"Why, you're not leaving?" Luo Yibei turned his head and glanced in her direction.

Fang Chixia just looked at him calmly without answering him.

"If you're not going out, let's go back to the room and have a good chat!" Luo Yibei turned sideways, his eyes suddenly swept towards her, grabbed her hand, and dragged her towards the living room.

His strength was so strong that Fang Chixia felt that her hand was about to break.

Her eyebrows twisted, her eyes slanted at him, and she restrained her hand. Her eyes turned cold, and a silver-white needle on her fingertips stabbed into his hand.

She was very fast, as fast as a professional killer.

Luo Yibei evaded her movement swiftly, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly.

Unable to hold on, revealing his true form?

"After doing so much homework, how come I haven't heard that my wife doesn't know any self-defense skills?"

With a cold snort, Luo Yibei held her hand and let it go.

"How did you know?" "Fang Chixia" stepped back a few steps, holding the needle tightly in his hand.

Luo Yibei glanced at her coldly, looking her up and down several times, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, and said with a sharp tongue, "Your face is so sharp, it looks like you have had countless surgery. My wife's facial lines are so soft, you don't look at yourself in the mirror more often!"

"Your forehead is so full that it will burst at any time. You usually fill it with hyaluronic acid, right?"

"Your lips are so thin, how many times have you been re-made?"

"Oh, and your voice, you were born to study stunts, right? You imitate it well, but my wife's voice is more pleasant and pleasant."

His personality has always been that when he speaks little, he is so little that people are intimidated, but once he speaks more, he is so sharp that people can't resist.

Sour, sharp, just a few words can make a person worthless.

In fact, his words are excessive.

He is just sarcastic for the sake of sarcasm. In fact, the woman in front of him is not as exaggerated as he described.