Chapter 617 Flowers for Fesino

The night was very quiet tonight, so quiet that not a single car was seen on the surrounding roads.

The entire palace still stands brilliantly on the sea with its lamp wall, but no figures are seen walking around.

The trestle bridge from the road leading to the gate of the palace was decorated very beautifully tonight. The original wooden bridge was decorated with many kinds of flowers, with white phalaenopsis as the base and many white roses in the middle.

The whiteness of the snow spreads all the way from the bridge to the gate of the palace on the sea, and even the wind is filled with fragrance everywhere.

Fang Chixia stood at one end of the bridge and stared silently around, but did not see a car parked on the side of the road, and frowned.

gone?

Fang Chixia's heart was empty.

Stepping on the bridge with confusion, she slowly walked towards the palace on the sea.

In the night tonight, I didn't even see a waiter, and I didn't see the usual anger at all.

Candlelights flickered everywhere in the restaurant, and the lights were useless.

Fang Chixia walked slowly to the box leading to the one that Luo Yibei often went to, came to the door, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the door open abruptly——

The room was empty, with only the flickering candlelight and the dining table set by the window in the room.

A lot of food was prepared on the table, but nothing was moved.

The dishes were not steaming, apparently they had been placed for a long time.

Luo Yibei, not here...

Fang Chixia looked at the empty room quietly, lost her mind for a while, her eyes dimmed.

Turning around and wanting to leave, his eyes suddenly collided with a figure walking from this side outside the house.

Luo Yibei stood a few meters away from her, his eyes slowly moved down from her face to the flower in her hands, his eyes sank.

"You're still here." Fang Chixia retracted her already stretched legs, calmed the look on her face, and opened her mouth first.

"It's not sincere to ask someone to have dinner, and people turn around and leave before they wait, isn't it?" Luo Yibei walked over slowly, came to her side, dragged her into the house.

"Where did you go just now?" Fang Chixia followed him in and sat down opposite him.

"Just leave." Luo Yibei's voice was light.

"Then your car..." Fang Chixia asked again.

"That?" Luo Yibei paused, glanced at her lightly, and replied casually, "Let the assistant drive to buy flowers."

Fang Chixia, "..."

Luo Yibei pressed her to sit down, and he sat opposite her, his eyes swept to the flower in her hand again.

"He gave it?" With three faint words, I guessed it right.

"Well." Fang Chixia put the flower aside and observed his face quietly.

Fortunately, today's Luo Yibei was not as angry as usual.

He just looked at her coldly, and then, with the corners of his mouth twitching, he said expressionlessly, "Take this flower and give it to Feisino, and say this flower is more suitable for him!"

Tea millet?

Curse his marriage as soon as possible?

Fang Chixia, "..."

"Let's eat!" Luo Yibei picked up the cutlery and used his meal gracefully.

The dish was completely cold, he didn't seem to mind, and his face was only a little ugly when he looked at the bunch of flowers, but it has been soothing since then.

When the two of them were halfway through their meal, the assistant walked in with a bouquet of flowers.

A large bouquet of white phalaenopsis is the base, decorated with a few sprigs of delphinium, and the center of the bouquet is a white rose, which is the same as the flowers embellished on the trestle.