Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

Chapter 708: Chapter 708: Do the Two People Know Each Other? Chapter 708: Chapter 708: Do the Two People Know Each Other? “Miss Chi, you’re too modest. If your riding skills are considered poor, then the person who just lost must be crying right now. I’d love to set up a day to spar with you if you’re up for it, Miss Chi. But I wonder if Miss Chi would grant me that honor?” Huo Nancheng climbed the rungs of the conversation.
“If I have the time, of course.” Chi Enen withdrew her hand and deftly tossed the invitation back.
The implication was clear, no time meant no deal.
Whether Huo Nancheng understood or not, he smiled like a gentleman, “All right, then I’ll set a date with Miss Chi another day.”
Chi Enen neither agreed nor disagreed, swiftly changing the subject, “President Lin, President Gu, Young Master Huo…”
She paused, “President Li, I’ve kept you waiting. Let’s go inside for dinner.”
She had finished speaking, but Li Beijue still hadn’t released her hand.
The others couldn’t help but let their gazes fall upon the hands that were still clasped together.
What’s with Young Master Li?
Why is he reacting so strangely today?
Li Beijue paid no attention to the reactions of others; his chest had already been swept over by waves of anger time and time again. His face was so stern it almost dripped with heaviness, slowly letting go of her hand.
He released her fingers one by one, with deliberate slowness.
Even the blindest person could tell the two knew each other. It felt like more than mere acquaintance, like there was something of their shared past the others didn’t know about.
Huo Nancheng’s eyes gleamed with calculation.
A man and a woman shared a past that made the high-and-mighty Lord Li unable to hide his emotions, and the only possibility that came to his mind was — they must have dated!
But that possibility was just too strange.
Wasn’t it rumored that Lord Li had someone he favored? And that he already had a nearly 7-year-old son.
There was also the Kim family’s prospective fiancee by his side.
And Miss Chi from the Habsden family, who seldom appeared in public and almost always lived overseas, how could she and Li, with no shared interests, know each other, let alone have history?
Yet no matter how inconceivable or impossible it seemed, he wasn’t blind. He could see that something was off between the two of them.
He quickly calculated his odds, pretending not to notice the interaction between them, “I don’t yet know where we’re eating. Miss Chi, please lead the way, and we will follow.”
Taking initiative to adjust the mood, the odd atmosphere dissipated considerably.
Chi Enen led the way, and seizing the opportunity, Huo Nancheng struck up a conversation by her side, “Miss Chi, when is your airplane departing? Is this your first time in Rainy City? Do you have time to tour around?”
“…”
From the front came the conversation of a man and a woman, intermittently joined by others’ small talk.
Li Beijue clenched his fist, the fury in his eyes threatening to set ablaze the fields.
He strode forward with long legs, catching up.
The Horse racing field itself is a business venue that combines leisure, sport, and banquets. Naturally, it included private rooms for dining.
The manager, with utmost respect, led them to the best private room. Once seated, servers filed in one after another, and the dishes were brought in like flowing water.
A well-aged 1982 Lafite was poured into a beautiful decanter, placed in front of each person with a goblet.
For Li Beijue, it wasn’t his first time dining here, yet never before, like today, had he felt so enraged during a meal.
He watched the little lady, still dressed in her riding suit, gracefully pick up her goblet, pour herself a small half-glass of red wine, and stand up to generously initiate a toast, “Today is the first time I’m meeting everyone. I’d like to offer a toast.”
“Miss Chi, you’re too polite.”
“You’re very kind.”
“It should be us toasting to you.”