Fang Chixia had said before their marriage that she would not interfere in anything, but it was hard to actually stand by it.
She was neatfreak too!
She liked clean men, too!
A man who has an affair with another woman would get her dirty!
If she had the right to choose, her first criterion for choosing a man was that at least the other person had to belong to her intact!
Married to Luo Yibei, she had been powerless countless times. For so long before the two were married, she was in no position to interfere with his affairs that much either.
She put herself in her place from start to finish, quietly being a hidden wife, who didn’t even count as a decoration, not interfering nor asking him for anything.
Still, if given the choice, she wanted him to respect her thoughts.
She didn’t like him walking too close to other women, and didn’t like him tainted with someone else’s scent then sleeping with her at night!
The moment Fang Chixia blurted her demand out, she felt ill at ease. But since it was already out, she didn’t mean to take them back.
She had hardly ever expressed her thoughts in her heart so bluntly in front of Luo Yibei, so Luo Yibei was quite dumbfounded. He stood unmoving and stared at her for a long time. He wasn’t angry at her interference, instead, the expression on his face was hinting traces of pleasure.
Fang Chixia peeked at him out of the corner of her eyes to gauge his reaction silently. Looking at his bright eyes as if he was trying to see through her, she suddenly felt panicked as if someone had peeped into her heart. But her face remained composed.
She didn’t speak, and neither did he.
Silence reigned in the room for some time.
Fang Chixia waited motionlessly for his reply, uncertain if he would still leave.
Luo Yibei stared at her leisurely, and his smile brightened up a bit.
His lips lifted and he spoke softly and lightly, but laced with laughter, “Actually, I’m already used to one taste. For the rest, I’ve always been picky.”
Fang Chixia could hardly believe her ears and looked at him with some disbelief.
“Hurry up and pack up, let’s go home!” Luo Yibei took a few steps back, sorted half of the documents on her behalf, grabbed her slender wrist and led her out of the office with huge strides.
“Aren’t you going?” Fang Chixia followed behind him, scrutinizing his face secretly.
“You want me to go?” Luo Yibei sidled over and glanced at her leisurely, tossing the question back in a jest.
“I don’t want to!” Fang Chixia answered dryly this time.
“Then I won’t.” Luo Yibei seconded, leading her into the elevator. Next, they went directly to Fang Chixia’s apartment.
Fang Chi Xia really wasn’t skilled in cooking. At best, it could only be considered satisfying herself just right.
She didn’t spend as much time specifically studying and researching to please men as Su Ran was doing and cooked casually every time.
It was a surprise that Luo Yibei took a liking to whatever she cooked.
After the two went back, Fang Chixia prepared something simple, just two steaks.
During the meal, she kept staring at him covertly, watching him eat everything from beginning to end without showing any dislike, and she suddenly understood something.
Halfway through, Su Ran called again. Fang Chixia’s demand probably played a role, because Luo Yibei did not even pick it up.
He didn’t seem to mind the question of whether to go or not. After dining with her, they sat together on the sofa for a while, and when it was time for bed, he picked her up princess style and headed straight for the bed…