The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Is it?" Cold praying cold and squeaking became more and more tight after her words. The lips sneered a sneer, and he coldly reminded, "One thing, you forgot. He didn't belong to you." In the world, people and things that are forcibly inserted and inserted are not forced to be removed."

Fang Chi Xia’s face was stagnant. “What are you talking about?”

He did not explain the sentence to himself. He faintly returned to her. "I said that you and him have no future. Even if it is in a short time, it will be killed by a lot of people around him sooner or later!"

After a pause, he raised his arrogance in a cold and proud manner. "You want freedom, you can give me, there is no awkward family, you can still give me, who knows you better, and me! Finally and You must be with me!"

He is very confident, like a victory for this kind of thing.

Fang Chixia didn't know when he was willing to open the door and didn't argue with him on this issue.

Anyway, she has to leave here and say it!

......

Luojia.

Luo Yibei sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a mobile phone, and clicking on the screen of the mobile phone with his fingertips, waiting for the phone.

The person who sent out to watch outside the cold home has been there for two days, and the news came.

After waiting for more than an hour, the phone rang. However, it was the cold home that did not have any unusual reply.

Luo Yibei couldn't sit at home, took the car key, strode out of the Luojia Garden, and drove a car like a wind to go to the cold home.

He feels that Fang Chi Xia is more likely to be in a cold home, but there are places where his people did not receive it that day.

Today's cold home is much quieter than the banquet night.

After Luo Yibei went, he directly contacted the cold family father. The father personally came outside the gate and greeted him.

"Hey, Master Luo, how come today to accompany me this old man?"

Luo Yibei handed him a jade carving that was taken out of the car and smiled at his lips. "It’s just fine tonight. Come and take the grandfather and sit down! This is the family who brought back from abroad a few days ago. I hope Grandpa likes it."

"This way! Welcome! Welcome!" The cold old man took the things in his hands and led him into the living room. He smiled and asked people to prepare tea. "Auntie, help me brew tea!"

Luo Yibei did not stop, sat down under his greeting.

While sitting down, chatting with him, his eyes fixed on the whole house and looked at it.

The servant's tea was sent in a few minutes.

Luo Yibei sat with the cold old man for a while, stood up and raised his lips and proposed, "Grandpa, the last time was too hasty, did not visit here, let me take me around?"

"Where do you like to visit? My style here is no better than Luojia. I am very old here!" Cold old man smiled.

The style of the cold home is ancient charm, from the furniture of the home to the decoration of the house, all the ancient styles.

Luojia is a modern style, European-style decoration, and the cold home is indeed very different.

The cold old man took the ancient rhyme of the cold home and laughed at the old soil.

His words only made Luo Yibei smile. "I like the wind of personality! Let's go!"

Walking in front, he went to the cold house.

There were several servants standing in the room. The cold old man gave a few eyes to the people. After the two servants followed Luo Yibei, they accompanied him to the inner hall and walked in.