The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Tune the airport monitoring!" Yan Chengxi walked in front and went straight to his study.

Luo Yibei followed him a few steps, and he entered the office study in tandem with him.

Qi Chengxi’s pace is very slow. When he walks to the computer, he is thinking while walking.

In fact, he did not have absolute confidence to help Luo Yibei find Fang Chi Xia's whereabouts, but in that situation, he did not have a second choice.

He can only try to find it!

As long as the monitoring has not been destroyed, it is still possible to find out where Fang Chi Xia is going.

In the view of Qi Chengxi, Yan Anqi has principles, but even for the consideration of the two children, it should not be too difficult to destroy all the evidence about Fang Chi Xia’s exit. At most, it is difficult for Luo Yibei.

Yan Chengxi gambled on his understanding of An Qi.

Sit down in front of the computer, open a page of confidential telephone records, and he dialed the phone to the airport.

He didn't know who to call and the time to talk to the other party was a bit long.

Luo Yibei stood next to the quiet waiting, did not do any interference.

Yu Chengxi probably talked for ten minutes, and the call finally ended.

Looking to the side of Luo Yibei, he spit out a word, "Paris, 78 XX Street!"

"Thank you!" Briefly gave him two words, Luo Yi turned around and strode away from the palace.

The countries of the European countries are not far apart.

Y Guofei's time in Paris is equivalent to the distance between two cities in China.

When arriving in Paris, it was three in the morning.

The address that Qi Chengxi found is a small villa, a holiday villa in the quiet suburb.

The suburbs are very clean after the night, and there are only a few villas along the long river. The light and shadow are mottled and lonely.

Luo Yibei came to the villa step by step according to the house number. When he buckled the door, he couldn't help but looked up and stared at the room above the villa.

The lights in the villa are still lit, and there are children crying in the room.

Xiaochen was hungry in the middle of the night.

Luo Yibei stood in front of the iron gate of the villa, listening to the ear and crying, his eyes were a little hot and humid.

Xiaochenyi has always been a vitality baby. It is probably that Fangchi Xia is busy with milk powder. He didn’t have time to marry her. He cried a bit fiercely.

The voice is very loud, and the whole suburb is only the voice of her alone.

Xiao Yi seems to have been woken up, and he is very sensible to help Fang Chixia. "Sister, don't cry! Summer and summer will be fine soon!"

"Is your brother telling a story?"

"Dawn, my brother teaches you to sing, when-I-Grow-up, I-wanna-be-your-bride..."

The suburbs were clean, and the small, easy-to-speak voice in the villa was exceptionally clear, and the downstairs was completely audible.

The song that teaches Xiaochen to sing is the English song that Fang Chixia often swears. When I grow up, I want to be your bride.

His five-tone is very incomplete. Although the IQ is high, it is obviously not a material for singing. The tone is still wrong several times. It sounds particularly cute and special.

Xiaochen will not even call Mummy, how can I sing?

The voice of the small milk bag did not play any role, and the little girl seemed to cry even louder.

The crying of the heartbreaking, crying people's hearts are all piled up.

Fang Chixia did not know what was going on, and it seemed that he was too busy.

Luo Yibei's brow wrinkled, his hands stiffened and he slammed the door.