The strong perfume smell surged forward, and Li Beijue squinted his pupils instinctively, a strong disgust rolling in the depths of his eyes. Coldly turning his head, he grabbed her wrist and forcibly pushed it away, his gaze laced with a hint of sarcasm, as if he'd heard a huge joke, "You want to surpass Chi Enen?"
Lin Nai, being stared at by those eyes more brilliant than stars, felt both nervous and shy. Her heart was pounding, even though she had just witnessed how ruthless and cold this man could be, yet the more unattainable he seemed, the more she desired to grasp him.
She lowered her head, nervously biting her lower lip, looking pitiable, "I didn't, I mean, I know I can't compare to Enen, I never thought of surpassing Enen's position in your heart, I just like you. Really, really, really like you. I like you so much I can't control myself, like you so much my heart hurts. President Li, could you pity me, give me a chance?"
