In the villa bedroom.
The maid was helping Chi Enen tuck the quilt.
Suddenly, there was a bang, and the bedroom door was slammed open. Immediately, someone stormed in like the wind.
The man exuded a fierce aura, and when he saw Chi Enen on the big bed, her face flushed with fever and deeply asleep, the murderous aura grew even stronger.
The air seemed to freeze, startling the maid who shuddered, stammering, "Y-Young Master Jue…"
"Get out!" Li Beijue's chest was burning with anger as he spoke coldly.
"Yes, Young Master Jue." The servant dared not delay for even a second, quickly running out.
Li Beijue clenched his fist, standing beside the bed, looking at the little lady with tightly closed eyes and furrowed eyebrows. That face is still the same face.
Two hours ago, she had the nerve to anger him to the point where he almost wanted to grab a gun and shoot her. And now, in the blink of an eye, she's lying here like this.
Li Beijue didn't know why, but he was terribly agitated.
