The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favourite: Baby (Part 2)

Chapter 307 and 308

Chapter 307

Luo Yibei stared steadily at her before opening his mouth again, “How are you and Fei Si Nuo?”

He asked in all seriousness. Who knew that Fang Chixia would ignore him, whether deliberately or has not heard him, and continued looking for her pajamas.

Luo Yibei’s brows furrowed as he bristled.

Taking a few steps forward, he caught her wrist but before he could express his annoyance, Fang Chixia lost her temper, “Not every man is like you!”

Her fury was reflected from her yell.

Luo Yibei was left speechless. His face slowly darkened.

He hasn’t gotten mad yet and here she was doing the same thing. Where did she dig the courage to snap back at him?

His face sank and was about to retort, but replaying her words back, he came to a stop.

Did she mean she had nothing going on with Fei Si Nuo?

Holding onto this fact, the haze clouding his face dissipated and his stuffed chest eased inexplicably.

In fact, when he saw her at the Earl of Dulan’s mansion, he thought that she and Fei Si Nuo couldn’t have had anything.

How long has it been?

With Fang Chixia’s conservative and reserved nature, nothing could have happened in just a few days.

This tiny bit made him think that Fang Chixia wasn’t that comfortable with Fei Si Nuo.

With his question sorted out of the way, Luo Yibei felt more at ease.

Releasing her hand, he went to bed one step ahead of her.

He wasn’t planning on tossing her tonight. He waited until Fang Chixia came to bed and just as they had done in the past, he locked her around his arms and rested.

The next day was the weekend.

The jingling downstairs early in the morning awakened Luo Yibei from his slumber.

The woman in his arms was no longer there and by the sound of it, would be downstairs.

With only the two of them occupying the whole villa, the silence was quite easily disturbed as any movement could be heard clearly.

The unending buzz early in the morning could be quite annoying.

However, listening to the noise, Luo Yibei felt more at peace and his eyebrows were unconsciously stretched.

He has gotten used to this disturbance already.

Whenever Fang Chixia was feeling bored, she would take it upon herself to do some decorating.

Hearing her going about it, Luo Yibei even felt a bit of pleasure.

Although he wasn’t that happy about it, it was much better than her silence for the past two days.

He found a shirt and casually draped it on himself, buttoning it up while heading downstairs.

The jingling came from the open-air balcony. When he came out, Fang Chixia was standing atop a ladder, holding a small hammer and nailing a wooden frame.

The balcony has a lot of vines and has a formed a green trail, which was chic and picturesque.

Fang Chixia was attaching a wooden frame to support the vines.

She was focused on her task and seemed having a hard time.

After watching her struggle for a while, Luo Yibei asked, “How did you come up with this design?”

He asked so casually as if chatting on the passing, not too loud nor soft.

Who knew it would startle Fang Chixia, who turned around in alarm, then –

She and the ladder wobbled and fell to the ground.

Her flight was beyond Luo Yibei’s expectation. The two were separated by a distance so even if he flew to catch her, he was a step too late.

Fang Chixia was sprawled on the ground. She held her waist, her brows tightening, “Luo Yibei!”

Chapter 308

“Why are you creeping here so early in the morning without making a sound? My waist is sprained!” Her grievance contained not much of a fire, but she sure was dissatisfied with him.

Luo Yibei himself hasn’t expected his presence to bring such misfortune. He frowned as he moved towards her, moved the ladder that fell beside her and squatted in front of her. “Are you hurt?”

Fang Chixia brushed him off and struggled to stand up. But before she could straighten herself up, the pain on her back to her waist made her double back in pain.

Luo Yibei instinctively caught her and carried her to the wicker chair. He pressed her down on his lap and massaged her lower back, “Is it painful?”

Fang Chixia hit the ground on her tailbone. Her pained expression gave away her feelings at the moment.

When he asked, she naturally nodded.

Who knew that Luo Yibei would redirect the conversation to an entirely another route, “How painful? Would it hurt if we do that at night?”

His disturbingly serious tone broke into the conversation without him blinking an eyelid.

A serious flirt!

Fang Chixia’s face reddened instantly and couldn’t make a come back for a moment.

“I’ll handle it myself.” Pushing him away, she stood up but was again caught down.

“Where are you going? Sit!” Luo Yibei pushed her hand away and pressing a hand on her shoulder, he massaged slowly down.

His kneading was just right, not too heavy nor light.

Fang Chixia was pained at first, but gradually, the pain faded away.

She let him massage away, not stopping him and kept silent the whole time.

Subtle pink bubbles burst around.

Luo Yibei’s hand was still rubbing and then stayed near Fang Chixia’s tailbone.

At the beginning, there was just pain so she felt none of it. When the pain was reduced replaced with numbness, Fang Chixia’s body slowly stiffened.

“Feeling better?” Above the top of her head, Luo Yibei’s voice came. It might be her illusion, but his tone seemed inflected with amusement.

“I’m alright. I can do this myself.” Fang Chixia pushed his hand away and replaced it with her own.

Luo Yibei clasped her shoulder with one hand to check if she was injured in other places, but the ringing of a phone stopped him.

Not his, but Fang Chixia’s.

Tong Yan was calling.

Luo Yibei caught a glimpse of her caller ID and picked it up naturally.

“Good morning, didn’t you sleep well?”

The caller heard his voice and seemed to squirm for a few seconds before greeting him back, “Good morning, are you still sleeping?”

Since Fang Chixia’s phone was answered by him, Tong Yan naturally thought they were still in bed.

“En, what’s the matter?” Luo Yibei knew well she has misunderstood, but he didn’t refute and even followed it with his lazy “En.”

Tong Yan shut up awkwardly.

A few seconds later, she spoke again. “Here’s the thing. My brother won’t be with me these few days. Can I borrow Fang Chixia for a few days?”

“I’m afraid not, her waist is hurting.” Luo Yibei refused without missing a beat.

“Back pain? Why is her waist hurting?” Tong Yan concluded that she must have fallen if her waist is hurting.

The facts were also true. It’s just that Luo Yibei shushed her cleanly with his next line, “She just can’t do anything.”