The Overbearing CEO's Addiction

“I’m fine.” Shaking his head, he said nothing more, but his expression did not look so good.

“I have a way to get you out of here, wait for me!” Fang Chixia pushed him into the bathroom and turned away.

When she came back, in her hand was a cap she bought at the airport, a black basketball cap with the brim stretched a little longer just enough to cover his profile.

Fang Chixia led him away but first sized up the surroundings. She let him follow her to an exit where quite a few people were leaving.

When they came to a nearby taxi stand, they didn’t even stop when several luxury Rolls-Royce redolent of the armed forces on duty, parked before them.

The doors were opened and a group of men in black suits alighted from within.

The men respectfully bowed in greeting then looked at Fang Chixia who was assisting him. When the men saw the injury on the man’s hand, they obviously showed concern.

One of the men approached and was about to inquire about the man’s condition but was cut off by the man’s eyes.

“Leave here first!” The man decreed dispassionately. He casted a sidelong glance at Fang Chixia, his eyes staying on her face for several seconds before stepping forward to the Rolls-Royce at the forefront, surrounded by the group of people.

When he was about to get on the car, his cold face turned sideways and in the same indifferent tone, dropped his thanks to Fang Chixia, “Thank you just now.”

“It’s okay.” Fang Chixia returned calmly and walked away.

She has no knowledge of that man’s identity. She just helped just in case he has some relations with Rongxi.

When she and Luo Yibei went to the R King’s palace before, the people there seemed to be familiar with Sha Zhixing.

The man stood by the car, quietly looking at her back, his gaze not moving for a long time.

“Your Royal Highness, Fei Si Nuo, shall we go?” The man standing behind him jolted him from his reverie.

Fei Si Nuo got a grip of himself, glanced at the man and entered the car as if nothing has happened.

“Your highness, is your injury serious?” His attendant followed him in and asked with concern.

“Nothing, it’s just a small injury?” The man ignored the attendant as his gaze unconsciously followed the direction where Fang Chixia disappeared once more.

“Who dared to be so bold?” The butler exclaimed indignantly.

“Aren’t there a few gangs of anti-royal?” Fei Si Nuo retorted indifferently sounding not like a person wounded.

The butler did not say anything again but indicated the driver to drive away.

At the airport, when Fang Chixia didn’t return to the western restaurant where Luo Yibei was waiting, he went out to find her himself.

“Where have you been?” He has the hints of about to go seek her out when he asked icily.

“I went for a stroll around for a while. Did your guest not arrive yet?” Fang Chixia did not mention Fei Si Nuo. She just leaned to the side and looked around the arrivals with eyes opened wide.


Luo Yibei took her hand and led her to the arrival lounge.

The person he was expecting has already arrived!

Luo Yibei’s guest this afternoon is a customer, an aristocrat in France.

Since Fang Chixia is fluent in French, he let her communicate with him in authentic French so everything went smoothly.

Unlike Luo Yibei who cherishes his words like gold, on the way back, the atmosphere in the car was warmer.

With her performance, Luo Yibei felt that taking her was not a wrong decision.