The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favorite: Baby

A photo was taken at random, but it was oozing with warmth. Luo Yibei’s eyes softened unconsciously ...

Fang Chixia rose almost at noon and wandered downstairs. She slept late last night and her head was a little groggy.

Walking down the stairs, she wanted to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, when she heard Luo Yibei greeting from the dining room, “Morning.”

Fang Chixia really wanted to ignore him, but was averse to acting like a jealous woman. In the end, she relented, “Morning.”

Without turning her head, she went into the kitchen and poured herself a drink.

Honestly speaking, nothing happened last night. Su Ran and Luo Yibei were childhood sweethearts. They are also lovers so it was normal to celebrate birthdays together!

It was her own nosiness. She has known that Luo Yibei has a sweetheart and is surrounded by his own family, so why the hell did she prepare such a shabby dinner?

Fang Chixia has long figured all these things out, but she must have been out of her mind.

Going out with the water glass, she walked straight upstairs, but Luo Yibei’s voice rang again, “No lunch?”

There was only her and him in the villa, and the maid didn’t report this day.

Suddenly, Fang Chixia hesitated and unconsciously glanced towards the dining room.

Luo Yibei was enjoying himself at the dining table, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, eating gracefully.

There were four plates in front of him, no more and no less, exactly four, and the dishes were all prepared by her yesterday.

They were all leftovers and if he were at the Luo’s mansion, such food would never appear on the table.

However, it seemed not a big deal for him, as he was savoring the food.

In this way, Fang Chixia stood rooted there, watching him chew one bite after the other.

“Need me to help you over?” Luo Yibei’s eyes turned coldly towards her, and seeing her standing stiffly, he flexed his hands.

The so-called help was generally compulsory. There was no need to guess, Fang Chixia reckoned that his next move would be to stand directly and carry her to the seat.

Avere to that possibility, she walked back to the table.

“Don’t eat these, they’re all from yesterday.” She stretched out her hand to take the dinner plates and dump them into the trash can, but her wrist was captured by Luo Yibei.

"Aren’t these for me? I don’t mind, so why should you?" Luo Yibei raised his head and quizzed with a raised brow.

He was amused noticing her restlessness.

Fang Chixia, who was dazed and flustered, dismissed his claim indifferently: "These are not for you, I just prepared too much last night."

After that, she shook his hand off, returned to the kitchen with a few plates, and dumped all the contents into the trash can.

Luo Yibei’s face got twisted watching her series of movements.

Didn’t she prepare candles and a candlelit dinner for him?

Fang Chixia said nothing more and simply started preparing lunch.

She fried two plates of noodles, and walked out in time to hear Luo Yibei’s phone ringing.