The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favourite: Baby (Part 1: 1-200)

Chapter 88 and 89

Chapter 88

Luo Yibei stood still, staring in the direction of her disappearance and then recalled her recent series of strange behavior. His eyes slowly hardened.

At one end of the hallway, Fang Chixia took out her phone and dialed, “Mr. Shi, what’s the matter?”

“Can you speak Italian?” Shi Jinyang asked in greeting.

“I didn’t study it for long.” Fang Chixia answered truthfully.

“Can you handle basic communication?”

“Fortunately, that’s not a big problem.”

“That’s good. You will accompany to Italy for a jewelry conference in two days.”

“Conference?” Fang Chixia was definitely taken aback. She wanted to ask more but the chilly voice of Luo Yibei came from behind, “Who are you talking with?”

The abrupt sound also laden with an indescribable coolness made Fang Chixia jump and the phone in her hand “clatter” dropped on the floor.

She turned around to check it out but was prevented when her body hit a cold wall of flesh. The tip of her nose was painful when she hit a solid muscle.

“Ah, what are you doing?” Fang Chixia rubbed her nose, her voice  filled with a bit of complaint.

“Does it hurt?” Luo Yibei fainly glanced at her small nose and spat out without any expression, “Come here and I will rub it for you.”

After saying so, he leaned and pinned Fang Chixia against the wall on the side. Before she could react, his big hand covered her chest.

His movements were straightforward and he felt no embarrassment in doing such a thing.

Fang Chixia, on the other hand, felt very embarrassed and her face showed her discomfiture.

She took in his hand then reminded him wordlessly “I hit my nose.”

“Right? My mistake.” Luo Yibei pretended to have been enlightened. But instead of moving his hand away, it actually wandered to the hem of her bath towel.

“Don’t do that. Wait, I have a serious matter to talk to you!” Fang Chixia’s face changed with fright and stepped back two steps before the towel was torn off her. Her arms were between them and in panic stopped his movements.

When interrupted, Luo Yibei who was still immersed in that piece of incredible softness his hand touched, had a heavy complexion and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He wanted to pull her over but Fang Chixia quickly evaded him.

“Just listen to me for a second,” Afraid that he would be talking and messing about, she cautiously adjusted the towel she was wrapped in.

“Who was on the phone just now?” He automatically skipped over her problems and his gaze landed on the phone on the floor.

“A friend.” she answered feigning nonchalance as she hid the mobile phone behind her. “Just a familiar friend.”

“Is that right?” Luo Yibei’s lips rose with a touch of contempt quietly looking at her with his eyes narrowed.

His eyes were already sharp that when he stared at her, it was as if he were interrogating her.

Fang Chixia was having a guilty conscience but her face displayed a lighthearted composure, “Listen to what I have to say first.”

“Say.” Luo Yibei reluctantly leaned against the wall beside him and folded his legs lazily while his eyes fell on her face.