She pleaded desperately with the cold-hearted man, but seeing him unmoved, her heart turned cold. In despair and panic, she thought of Chi Enen. Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, she immediately shouted, "Enen, Enen... help me, help me..."
"You dare speak for her!"
She was still asking for help, but the bossy man had already let out a low growl, warning Chi Enen.
Three black lines appeared on Chi Enen's forehead as she glanced at him wordlessly. She hadn't even spoken yet.
Li Beijue seemed to see through what she was criticizing in her heart, his rosy thin lips meeting briefly, "You didn't say it, but I know what you're thinking. I heard it!"
"Where did you hear that? What am I thinking of saying?"
Li Beijue tightened his grip on her wrist, staring at her word by word, "You want to plead for her!"
Chi Enen, "... You're overthinking."
She wasn't that kindhearted.
