Chi Enen watched their three figures disappear into the entryway. Before she could turn around, her wrist was grabbed by someone.
"Chi Enen, are you really going to fulfill that agreement with the old man?" The voice was husky and deep, as if it had been suppressed for a long time.
One month...
Not one hour, not one day...
But a whole month!
She wasnât going to be by his side at all!
Even the thought of it made her heart feel a kind of suffocating tightness, like itâs being squeezed, irritatingly uncomfortable.
His handsome face was filled with dissatisfaction, his black obsidian falcon-like eyes were extremely displeased, dark as a deep well.
"Are you really going to move out?"
Chi Enen felt the grip on her wrist tighten, she slightly pursed the corner of her mouth, her bright eyes clear, "I agreed to Grandfatherâs condition."
"Itâs only one month anyway. Once I resolve the issue, Iâll come back to find you and Baby Chi right away. Iâll find the behind-the-scenes planner as soon as possible, trust me."
Li Beijue frowned so hard he could crush a fly, his thin lips pressed together as he said, "Iâll help you find them!"
One month is too long.
Not seeing her for one day makes him agitated, let alone a month?
Chi Enen immediately stopped him, "No, the condition I agreed with Grandfather is that you canât help."
Li Beijue impatiently pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, "You didnât let me help, itâs me forcing you, insisting on helping, it doesnât count as breaking the promise!"
Who would insist on helping like this out of nowhere?
Even young kids in kindergarten wouldnât believe such nonsense; the old man definitely wouldnât believe it.
Chi Enen broke away from him, "Li Beijue, stop it. Itâs hard enough for Grandfather to give me this chance, donât mess it up. I promise, Iâll find the trap setter and come back as soon as possible, okay?"
The arrogant man squinted his falcon-like eyes, gloomily replying to her, "What if I say not okay?"
Chi Enen, "..."
Li Beijue just knew!
He let go of her hand, not even wanting to look at her, and turned to enter the study room.
He needed to calm down, instead of staying with her. Staying with her, he feared he couldnât control himself, regardless of whatever ghost agreement she had with the old man, forcibly keeping her by his side!
...
While Chi Enen was having a headache, in the St. Jarro Cafe, a clean-cut and gentle man, looking like an angel, was sitting in the corner drinking coffee.
The female waitresses in the cafe were all hiding in the operations room, secretly watching the only guest outside.
"So handsome."
"Is he a male celebrity?"
"I donât know, heâs so tall, maybe a male model?"
"I donât think so, look at the watch on his wrist, itâs enough to buy a luxury car. Which male celebrity or male model is that rich? Besides, heâs just having coffee, and he booked the whole place. He must be a wealthy second-generation."
This place is one of the most upscale cafes in the area, booking the whole place would at least cost tens of thousands.
Just for coffee, even a rich celebrity or male model wouldnât be so extravagant, right?
His guess was confirmed by the others, "Possibly."
"Turns out heâs a wealthy second-generation, no wonder his temperament is so good. When I delivered coffee to him earlier, he glanced at me, Emma, those eyes were so stunning, I was almost drawn in. I wonder if he has a girlfriend, if not, should I try to strike up a conversation?"