宝贝～我们来运动一下

The elevator reached the 11th floor, and Li Beijue, with his arm around her, stopped in front of the room door.

“Here.”

A magnetic card was pushed into Chi Enen’s hand.

“What is this?”

“Are you really that dumb or just pretending? How have you survived at the City Hospital until today without being devoured by someone?”

Li Beijue snatched the card from her hand and swiped it on the metal instrument at the room door.

‘Click.’

The room door opened in response.

“The security facilities at Zijing Garden are the best in Capital City. You have to swipe a card to enter the rooms here. The elevator is equipped with high-tech advanced facial recognition systems. Unless they’re residents of this building, others can’t enter, ensuring absolute safety. There’s also a supermarket one floor underground downstairs for groceries and daily necessities. The supermarket uses the door card for purchases, with a limit of one hundred thousand. After it’s used up, you need to recharge it at the property management office. I’ve never used the money on this card; you can use it as you see fit.”

It was Chi Enen’s first time hearing about using a room card to swipe for groceries and just taking them, she was taken aback. Then she quickly realized something was off.

He was giving her a diamond ring and now a room card, what exactly was he trying to do?

“Li…”

The man beside her had already taken the lead and entered.

Chi Enen had no choice but to follow.

“Li Beijue, 1…”

“Shh.” The man walking in front paused, “See if you like it?”

Chi Enen followed his hand and saw that the entire suite was decorated in black and white minimalist style, very much in the Korean fashion. On the circular sofa, there were a dozen or so colorful doll cushions, clashing with the overall muted luxury of the house.

Chi Enen involuntarily clenched her fist, her fingernails digging into her flesh without her notice.

She stared unwaveringly at the doll cushions piled on the sofa, pursing her lips.

She used to like plush toys a lot, always buying them and tossing them on the sofa; she hadn’t expected that Li Beijue would remember that.

“I’m asking if you like it?”

A slightly cold hand was yanked up forcibly, currents of tingling sensations passing through her fingertips. Chi Enen suddenly snapped back to reality and pulled her hand free. Her gaze intensely shaken.

“Young Master Jue.”

She took a deep breath, mustering her courage to address the displeased man who did not appreciate her pulling away.

“Let’s talk.”

Li Beijue narrowed his pupils and glanced at Si Chen, who was snickering to himself as he surveyed the suite’s decor, “Get out.”

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, Si Chen tactfully left, even ‘considerately’ closing the room door behind them.

Li Beijue turned and sat on the sofa, radiating a powerful aura, and stretched out his hand, “Come here.”

Chi Enen hesitated.

“You wanted to talk, right? Come, sit next to me, and let’s talk.”

“…Okay.”

Chi Enen took a seat, but not next to him—she sat across from him.

But the sofa was circular, so sitting next to him or across made little difference; it was more of a psychological comfort.

Li Beijue had expected her to sit closer but seemed not to notice this small detail, crossing his legs and reclining back with an arrogant and bossy air, “Speak, what do you want to talk about?”

He hooked a strand of her long hair with his hand and began to play with it. It was as intimate as it was seductive, as ambiguous as it was romantic.

Chi Enen held back, emphasizing calmly and seriously, “Li Beijue, don’t do this, I really want to have a serious talk with you.”

“Tsk, sorry, but I feel the exact opposite. 1 don’t want to talk about anything with you except what’s on the bed. After all, whatever you have to say is just a few pretentious and artificial words..”