The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

However, it was opened by Fang Chixia.

"What kind of identity is Los Angeles asking me?" She looked at him with a faint look.

Luo Yi’s north lip raised a taunt, and his face was lifted and lifted. “With your son and his relatives!”

His look is cold and arrogant. If his wording is her husband, Fang Chixia still knows how to refute.

However, the relationship with Xiao Yi and his son is not refuted.

This is a fact that cannot be denied!

He is the biological father of Xiao Yi, she is the mother of the child!

Fang Chi Xia angered him, and for a long time no words came.

Luo Yibei’s hand smashed her hand and took her to the direction of her car.

She took her to the car, pressed her to sit in the passenger seat, and did not go to see the two cars still standing at the scene of the accident. He started the car and left the scene.

When I wanted to turn the street when I came up, several cars were stuck in front of the two.

Neat and uniform models, neat dresses, and even well-trained car skills are the same.

Seven or eight vehicles were blocked in front, and the two cars were blocked by the brush. The man in the first vehicle was locked in the direction of Fang Chi Xia.

The people of Chris Castle came for Fang Chi Xia.

"Please give us Miss Fang!" The man headed, it is polite to speak.

Luo Yibei did not hear him, his eyes crossed a group of people and locked directly in the open space behind several cars.

"We just take away Miss Fang!" The voice of the headed man rang again.

Luo Yibei still ignored it.

Turning the car backwards for a while, he was squatting and preparing to sprint. In the other car, the voice of the man rang again. "Miss Fang, if you just left, I thought about how my grandfather did it? People presided over such a wedding, but now Miss Fang left the young master alone, so the young master will be embarrassed!"

Luo Yibei ignored his words and was still preparing for the leap.

The hand clenched the steering wheel and was about to step on the gas pedal. Fang Chixia’s body suddenly fell into his arms, and the hand held him on the steering wheel and pressed it.

Luo Yibei knew what she wanted to do and ignored it.

Putting her hand open and trying to sprint again, Fang Chixia suddenly pushed him to the side and replaced him in the driver's seat.

Taking over the initiative to control the steering wheel, Fang Chixia sprinted a section of the road ahead, the obstructed vehicles automatically let her go, and the white sports car went to the wedding scene in a gust of wind.

"Fang Chi Xia, I warned you!" Luo Yibei looked at her coldly, his voice full of haze.

Fang Chi Xia is unable to hear his voice, still focused on driving.

Her speed is very fast, the steering wheel whirls like a whirl, the wind passes through the ears, and the open windows are all whistling.

The speed is too high, and Luo Yibei knows very well what kind of accident it might cause if she pushes her away from the driver's seat at this time.

Staring at her, she was concentrating on driving, and Luo Yibei’s gaze was as cold as the hail.

The white sports car passed through the streets and was still on the wedding scene.

When I arrived outside the scene, it was already nearly ten minutes late.

Fang Chixia took the car to the side, and ignored the Luo Yibei in the car. He pushed the door and went straight to the venue.