Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

In frustration, Huo Yi stepped on the throttle, and the long Lincoln sped towards the villa district of Capital City—

Quickly.

The car stopped in front of a standalone villa.

Chi Enen was already tired from crying, with the negative emotions that had been pressing on her heart these past days finally released through that bout of intense tears. Only now did she realize she was still sitting on Li Beijue’s lap, nested in his embrace, and she finally felt embarrassed.

Her voice hoarse, she said, “Li Beijue, I can get off and walk by myself.”

As soon as she spoke, Chi Enen was startled by the hoarseness of her own voice.

But Li Beijue seemed not to have heard, and carried her straight off the car.

He strode into the villa and directly placed her on the big bed on the second floor.

“Huo Yi, prepare two sets of women’s clothes.”

“Yes.”

Huo Yi quietly withdrew.

Li Beijue pulled open the walk-in wardrobe, picked out a shirt from a row of shirts, and handed it to her, “Go take a hot shower first.”

“Okay.”

Chi Enen herself felt sticky and uncomfortable all over and didn’t fuss, taking the shirt Li Beijue handed her and heading to the bathroom.

Li Beijue’s bathroom was bigger than her entire house, with just the wash area as big as her bedroom, not to mention his bathroom also had a compartment for changing clothes and a place to hang bathrobes.

Chi Enen examined herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

She really was a mess!

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were swollen, the corner of her mouth was split, and her face was a patchwork of red and white from crying too violently, reminiscent of an opera singer. Her clothes were in disarray, clinging to her like dried pickles… It was a pitiful sight.

She had no idea how Li Beijue could have kissed her earlier, looking the way she did.

Without realizing it, Chi Enen’s fingertips grazed the corner of her mouth, then she shook her head to dispel the searing images that came to mind. She turned on the faucet and washed her face first.

After washing her face, she felt much clearer-headed. She began to undress, preparing to bathe.

At that moment—

The bathroom door suddenly opened.

A man over six feet tall barged in.

Chi Enen, left with only three spots covered, instinctively clutched at her chest, widened her eyes in panic, and cried out, “Li Beijue, what are you doing in here?”

“To help you bathe,” he said, as if it were the most natural thing, though the intensity of his gaze on Chi Enen undermined any semblance of righteousness.

Chi Enen felt so heated under his scorching gaze that her face turned red, and without thinking, she shoved him out forcefully, “I can bathe by myself, you don’t need to help… get out…”

As soon as Li Beijue left, she quickly snapped the bathroom door shut.

Still feeling uncertain, she locked the door from the inside.

This foolish woman, does she not know this is his house? Did she think locking the door would make a difference? Li Beijue’s falcon-like eyes lifted in amusement, he glanced at the key inserted in the bathroom door, curled his thin lips, and with hands in his pockets, he walked away from the bathroom door.

In a short while, Chi Enen came out after her bath.

Feeling uneasy, she tugged at the men’s shirt she wore, her legs pressed together, her little toes curling tightly out of nervousness.

Li Beijue’s gaze was as intense as a wolf’s, his Adam’s apple shifting with restrained motion, his eyes locking on her. He tapped the big bed next to him and commanded Chi Enen, “Come here.”