Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

Seeing her reaction, Li Beijue already regretted speaking too harshly.

He felt annoyed at himself, his thin lips twitched as he considered apologizing, but he could not bring himself to say the words.

After all, it was she who had lashed out at him first! He was wrong, but she was even more so!

Chi Enen held back the hidden pain in her heart, trying to look less pitiable. She lowered her eyes and said, “I know. As long as you wish, you can make me beg for life or beg for death.”

“That’s why I don’t like you, I never thought about liking you. We have never been equals, you’ve always been above me, and I have nothing to do but obey. This relationship is no different from that of a boss and his subordinate.”

Even a subordinate had it better than her because, if the boss was too overbearing, they could just quit. She had no choice but to endure!

“You’re right, I might just be that pretentious woman you always talk about. If I were smart, I’d keep my mouth shut. But I don’t want to stay quiet. I don’t like you and that is that, no matter if I say it a thousand times or ten thousand times. And most importantly, I’m not brave enough to like, I don’t have the standing to like you.”

Li Beijue’s knuckles turned white from clenching so hard. He tried desperately to contain his emotions, but they had already accumulated to a breaking point.

“Shit!” He suddenly let go of Chi Enen’s hand and swung his fist—

The sound of the wind it carried, Chi Enen closed her eyes tightly, stubbornly standing her ground, unmoving.

Apparently, if she didn’t comply with him, he would lose his temper.

“Bang!” Aloud noise erupted.

The blackboard was dented with a massive cavity.

The anticipated pain did not come, and Chi Enen, in confusion, opened her eyes. The next second, her eyes involuntarily widened.

The man, his face an ashen hue, was tense all over. His thin lips, devoid of any curve, his left hand now bloodied was held mid-air, blood dripping down from the back of his hand, tick-tock, tick-tock, falling to the ground.

“Alt!”

Chi Enen had seen more serious injuries than this, but for some reason, she felt especially panicked this time. She hurried over to inspect the wound.

“Get lost!”

Li Beijue shoved her away with a dark look in his black eyes.

“Didn’t you want to leave me? Why are you coming any closer?”

“Your hand is bleeding, it needs to be taken care of right away.”

The railing is made of iron, did he think his fist was made of the same material?

Chi Enen felt both angry and guilty.

At the same time, her fear of his temper deepened, which made her even more afraid.

If that fist hadn’t hit the blackboard but instead her head… Chi Enen didn’t dare to imagine, too frightened to think further, she couldn’t bring herself to get any closer to him. Like in television shows, where Sancai, after having a quarrel with Dao Mingsi, nearly gets her clothes torn off by an enraged Dao Mingsi and pins her down, she couldn’t bring herself to get near him again. It was a fear that came from the very marrow of her bones, an instinctual fear of a man.

In some ways, Li Beijue’s character was indeed too similar to Dao Mingsi’s.

Once enraged, he completely lost control of himself.

Li Beijue didn’t realize his behavior had scared Chi Enen, he was still struggling fiercely with his emotions. When he saw Chi Enen approaching, he frowned, his lips pursed as he waved her off, “I told you to get lost!”

Caught off guard, Chi Enen was pushed to the ground, her lower back hitting the hard edge of the blackboard, the pain turning her face white.

His expression changed, disregarding the blood on his hand, he quickly stepped forward to help Chi Enen, “Are you alright?”

Before his help could reach her, Chi Enen got up by herself, avoiding his hand, and shook her head, “I’m fine.”