Chapter 819 Waiting for Me in Marseille

The French hotel, however, prepares a whole lot of Chinese food for breakfast, light porridge, small meal bags and the like.

Fang Chixia stared at the pile of food, slightly startled.

"Did you prepare it for you?"

"It's good for people with a fever to eat this." Leng Qihan replied lightly to her, put a lot of bowls and cutlery on a tray, and then placed them in front of her bed.

He seemed to want to feed her, but he just picked up the bowl, but was rejected by Fang Chixia, "I'll just do it myself."

Leng Qihan didn't insist on her, and let go of his hand.

Fang Chixia took the spoon, tasted two mouthfuls of porridge, and suddenly thought of the phone call from last night.

She was confused last night, and now her head is so clear.

Luo Yibei called at that time, but was hung up by Leng Qihan, she knew exactly what it meant!

Fang Chixia suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

"The flight ticket back to China is booked today, do I need to delay?" Leng Qihan stared at her and looked at her, seeing that something was wrong with her state, he asked tentatively.

Fang Chixia came back to her senses and was about to answer when her phone rang suddenly.

The sound of information, from Luo Yibei.

Nothing else, just a simple sentence, "Wait for me in Marseille!"

His tone was very domineering, and it felt like he was ready to ask for guilt.

Fang Chixia stared at the words in the text message for a while, and forgot to answer Leng Qihan for a while.

Leng Qihan didn't know what was said in the text message, and was still waiting for her answer.

Fang Chixia's face slowly lifted, and she lightly pulled the corners of her mouth toward him, "It's okay, you can go back first, I'll arrange it myself."

Leng Qihan was slightly startled, and his eyebrows picked up.

After Fang Chixia said it, she realized how inappropriate what she said. The two of them came together, obviously they could go together. What did she say to let him leave by himself?

Fang Chixia thought about it too. After pondering for a while, she casually made an excuse for herself, "A friend happened to be in Marseille and just made an appointment with him."

She didn't tell him it was Luo Yibei, she didn't want to complicate things.

"Is that so?" Leng Qihan squinted slightly, wondering if he believed her words.

But luckily, he didn't insist.

His itinerary was still according to the original plan, and it was arranged in the morning.

Fang Chixia went to the delivery machine, sent him away and returned to the hotel.

Luo Yibei did not know what time he boarded the plane, and it was evening when he arrived in Marseille.

At dusk, the sky in Marseille was a hazy orange, and even the smell of the wind was warm.

However, the face of the man who broke into the room was as cold as frozen ice.

His eyes were cold, and his face was covered with frost. When he walked in, it seemed that the surrounding air was a lot colder.

"Have you been with him for the past three days?" His eyes were twisting into hers, and his eyes were so cold that they were about to pierce her.

"Well." Fang Chixia didn't make any excuses for himself.

"Three days?" Luo Yibei's voice was a little colder.

"It's just for business." Fang Chixia didn't like his tone, and explained lightly. He wanted to turn to the balcony, but his wrist was grabbed by him.

His strength is very strong, and he uses it directly.

The hand holding her wrist exerted a little force, Fang Chixia's body was taken by him, and he fell into his arms.

"For business?" He looked at her, his eyes were cold and thin, and every word was extremely ironic, "Is it also for business to let other men into my room at one or two in the morning?"