Chapter 915: Second anniversary of marriage

This flower was sent by Luo Yibei and started more than a year ago.
Except for the time when the two were separated, a bunch of flowers every morning was never broken.
Fang Chixia took the flowers and signed them. He took the bunch of flowers and looked at them. He suddenly remembered the words of Su Tian.
Fang Chi Xia thought about it and his chest began to add.
Su Tian’s words will ultimately be believed to be one thing, but anyone who hears a person saying something to himself will certainly have a process of questioning.
Rong Xi.
Luo Yibei was left out early this morning and was in a state of gloom.
When I came to the office, I was just getting ready to work, and I looked at the calendar on my desk.
Looking at today's date, his eyebrows slowly picked up.
Quietly staring at the day and watching it for a while, pulling the chair down, he opened the drawer of his desk.
There is a jewel box lying in the drawer, the original heart of the sand weaving star design.
The original pair was abandoned by him, and now the pair in the box was his last hand-inlaid.
Luo Yibei stared at the pair of rings for a long time, picked up the landline and called the assistant. "A Mo, help me choose a restaurant tonight to book a seat, and prepare a bunch of flowers, the old rules."
In a word, I hang up the phone, and Luo Yi’s north lip scorned...
Fang Chixia was busy all day after the busy schedule of the company. In the afternoon, cold and cold sent a lot of translated materials.
What he gave is actually the job of tomorrow.
However, Fang Chixia did not want to go back at this time, and left behind after work to continue to process the pile of information.
Her working hours are five o'clock.
At five o'clock, Luo Yibei called a phone call. "Don't leave, I will pick you up!"
"No, I still have a long time to go back, there are still a lot of work in my hands." In a word, the phone hangs.
Luo Yibei stared at the broken tone of the phone, and his brow was wrinkled.
She is this attitude?
Luo Yibei’s eyes sank and a phone call was made again.
Fang Chi Xia seems to have no time to connect to the phone, and it sounded several times before it was received.
"what happened?"
"What is so important, need to get off work? How much overtime pay for the cold home? I double compensation! Now, leave the company, wait downstairs!" His words were very cold, and it was cold in the bones.
The time to not give her a reply, this time, after a few words, I hang up the phone.
Fang Chixia stared at the microphone and looked at it. Some did not understand where his anger came from.
Isn't she going back to work late in the evening?
It takes a certain amount of time to drive over from Luoyi North. Fang Chixia knows that he will not come so fast.
Sitting alone in the big office, staring at the things on her desk, she hesitated to go down.
Her eyes were very casual, just a glimpse on the things on the table.
When I swept the phone, I just saw the date on the screen.
Fang Chixia stared at the date and looked at it. The head seemed to be hit by something.
Two years anniversary...
He and she have been married for two years...
Luo Yibei arrived at the company downstairs in half an hour.
After that, a phone call came over again.
"Go down!" His tone is imperative, as always strong.
Fang Chi Xia stunned, did not say good, did not say bad.
"Do you need me to come with you?" Luo Yibei's voice floated again, and the tone was measured.