Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

Once everyone had left, Li Beijue glanced at him. “You had someone follow me?”
It wasn’t surprising that he had the news photos, but aside from those, he also had candid shots, which was cause for concern.
Baby Chi was brazen, unafraid, and readily admitted it, “Yes, I had someone follow you.”
Not only did he admit it, but he also dared to retort, “The guilty are afraid of ghosts knocking on their door. If you weren’t cheating, you wouldn’t be afraid of being photographed!”
Li Beijue’s temple throbbed, and he picked up the photos on the conference table, expressionless as he tossed them into the trash can. His eyes, which had grown more authoritative over these two years, turned to the little guy, his tone serious, “Sometimes what you see isn’t the truth. If you can’t even judge that, you’ve disappointed me deeply.”
Chi Jingchen pursed his small mouth, feeling wronged, but still puffing up with indignation, he turned his head away, “Well, I just do not have it! Anyway, you don’t like me, and I don’t like you, so be disappointed!”
Li Beijue truly felt an urge to grab him and give his bottom a good spanking. He took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse as the veins on his forehead bulged, then calmed down. He reached out and, regardless of the resistance, picked him up, “Chi Jingchen, considering your behavior today, I am going to reduce your pocket money starting tonight!”
Caught suddenly in firm arms, Baby Chi’s small body stiffened, but his face, which had tensed since he was spoken to, eased somewhat. He muttered quietly, “Reduce it then, reduce it. I have my own money anyway.”
“Also, I’m going to have Huo Yi keep an eye on you. You are banned from the Internet for the next half-month.” He knew all his little tricks, Li Beijue commanded with an emotionless face, laying down a second order.
Baby Chi felt as if he’d been hit where it hurt most, his small mouth puckering, just about to retort.
But one look from him already bore down, and he added another threat calmly, “If you’re not satisfied, then choose another option. Let Huo Yi watch you or have a servant monitor you 24 hours a day, every move you make. Make your choice.”
Baby Chi deflated instantly, no longer the proud and spirited figure from before, pathetically hanging his head and speaking in a tiny voice, “I choose the first one.”
Having Uncle Huo watch him was better; he could sneak onto the Internet when Uncle Huo was busy with other things.
If it was someone else, not only would they constantly call him Little Young Master, but they would also be annoyingly noisy. It could drive one insane.
While the two were talking, the mobile phone on the table began to vibrate.
He set Baby Chi down on the sofa, turned, and picked up the phone, after a glance at the incoming call display, he answered and put it to his ear, “Speak!”
“It’s been two months since we’ve seen each other, do you have to be this cold?”
“Spit it out if you’ve got something to say, and if you’ve got to fart, then let it rip!”
Si Chen resigned himself to the response and concisely put what he wanted to say, “Lei Ting is back from overseas. I’ve arranged a welcome party for him tonight at Lan Club, seven o’clock sharp, don’t be absent.”
“…” Li Beijue frowned slightly, just about to decline.
The person on the other end of the phone, as if able to see him, quickly added, “Don’t say you don’t have time, or you’re too busy. Lei Ting has been away for two years, and it’s not easy for him to return. If you say you’re busy, that would be really unsociable! Besides, since you went to Country T for a mission, we haven’t seen each other for two months. Even if Lei Ting hadn’t returned, it’s time for a get-together.”