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Luo Yibei ignored her and tugged her to her room.

“Luo Yibei, let go of my hand!” Fang Chixia struggled freeing her hand. As it was still very early in the morning, the hallway was very quiet but afraid of causing any disturbance in this family home, she could only whisper.

Luo Yibeir turned a deaf ear to her plea, took her inside and slammed the door close. He entered with her in tow and tossed her into the bed followed by his own body covering her entirely.

His arms propped up on both sides of her body, his own suspended above her. His deep gaze bore into her eyes as he coldly said, “Now that you have entered this home, shouldn’t you do something your identity carries?”

What he meant, Fang Chixia immediately understood.

Horrified eyes looking back at him, her face was already white as her hands unconsciously tightened their hold on the sheets under her.

She tugged so hard that the thin linen sheets were carved with a deep hallow fold by her hands. Even her knuckles were pinched somewhat white.

Luo Yibei’s remarks were extremely humiliating. As if since she has married him, her only role was to meet his various physiological needs, and that was the only thing her identity should do.

Such a person made Fang Chixia felt truly despicable. Her dignity seemed to have held high above the air and slammed down, shattering it into pieces!

Luo Yibei watched her face carefully, leaned back a little and roughly tugged at her clothes.

He was very aggressive and brutal.

Although he has never been gentle in the past, he also has never been this cold.

The kind of coldness, which seeps through the bones without any hint of warmth, froze every cell in Fang Chixia’s body and even her blood cooled down to a freezing point.

Fang Chixia’s fists were clenched tight, neither rebelling nor struggling allowing him whatever he wanted, but her eyes has turned reddish.

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly and then to the sheets which were bundled up and squashed tight by her hands. Staring at her whitened knuckles for a while, he slowly raised his face up.

He looked Fang Chixia in the eye and suddenly demanded, “I want to hear your explanation.”

Fang Chixia instantly blinked up and stared at him in surprise. Her heart which was as cold as a frozen lake seemed to have suffered a thin crack.

She looked back at him steadily as her eyes brimmed with tears. In a choked voice, she faintly sobbed, “If I explain, would you believe me?”

Luo Yibei went silent. He didn’t answer her question directly but said, “At least, you don’t have to feel guilty.”

Fang Chixia never did expected him to be so trusting. She forcefully calmed the ripple that has set off in her chest. She blinked back the tears and said, “Xiao Zuo was sick. He refused to eat and with his condition recurred many times, the housekeeper called me over to see. When I arrived, his condition still remained the same so your mom let me stay here temporarily.”

Luo Yibei was a bit surprised with her answer.

Fang Chixia took the opportunity to push him away and covered herself again before walking outside the room.

She walked away rapidly as if she despised spending more than a minute in the room with him.

Halfway through the hallway, she had in mind to go downstairs but Luo Yibei’s next words stopped, her, “Since you’re already here, then stay!”

His voice carried a light tone. He has got up from the bed and followed her. With that said, he walked past her as if nothing has happened.