"Luoxi!" Bai Xiao exclaimed as he rushed forward in his wheelchair. Before he could reach her, a black Bentley came speeding in and screeched to a stop beside Yan Luoxi.
The car door opened, and a man in a black suit stepped out. He walked briskly to Yan Luoxi, bent down to pick her up, and was instantly drenched by the pouring rain like a drowned rat.
Cradling the woman in his arms, his heart that had been suspended in midair slowly returned to its place. He opened the rear car door and placed Yan Luoxi on the back seat.
After closing the door, he turned back to face Bai Xiao, who was also formally dressed, although now disheveled by the heavy rain, and said, "Bai Xiao, Xixi is my wife, so there's no need for you to trouble yourself."
Bai Xiao looked at him with scornful eyes and said, "Not for long."
Li Yeqi's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist instantly. He stared at him with a cold and murderous expression, "Whether she is or isn't is for me to decide, goodbye."