Chapter 90: Does Young Master Jue want to try the taste of a washboard?

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For seven straight days, Li Beijue personally took care of her.

On the eighth day, he finally left.

The omnipresent oppressive feeling in the ward vanished, and Chi Enen, a bit unaccustomed, picked up a book next to her, ready to shift her attention to reading.

She then heard the sound of a doorknob turning at the doorway.

Thinking it was Li Beijue coming back, she put down the book. To her surprise, she saw Lin Anxin, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time, pushing the door open and walking in.

As soon as she saw her, her eyes reddened, and she lunged towards her.

“Chi Enen, damnit, you worried me to death! Are you a pig or what? Huh! Running to block a beer bottle for a man, why didn’t you go block a knife instead! Did your head get caught in a door? Did you even think about the consequences before you did that? What if something had happened to you, what would Baby and I have done?” she blurted out, her fingers jabbing Chi Enen’s head fiercely.

Chi Enen could only offer a guilty smile, “I’m fine, aren’t I? Don’t be angry.”

“I’m not angry. Why would I be angry? I’m not your mom, nor am I your man,” she said, trying to sound unbothered, but her angry tone betrayed her.

Knowing she was at fault, Chi Enen didn’t utter a word in response and subtly changed the subject, “By the way Anxin, how did you get in?” It seemed like Li Beijue had set up bodyguards outside to prevent visitors.

Lin Anxin, who was sharp-tongued but still worried about her, wouldn’t have lingered outside the hospital’s VIP area every day for no reason. Even though she realized that Chi Enen was deliberately diverting the topic, she glared at her fiercely before letting go and saying, “I bumped into someone outside, and he brought me in.” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Who?” Chi Enen asked.

“Some guy I don’t know, just some pretty boy,” Lin Anxin said, waving it off carelessly, then suddenly stared at Chi Enen, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

She examined her so thoroughly it was as if she were trying to spot a flower on her.

Feeling uncomfortable under the gaze, Chi Enen couldn’t help but squirm and asked hesitantly, “Is there something on my face?”

“Hiss— it’s that face I know, no plastic surgery, no injections, no bone-shaving,” Lin Anxin murmured, then suddenly lifted the quilt, touching Chi Enen’s chest briefly like a lecher, “Oh, so flat! Doesn’t seem like you’ve had a boob job either.”

What the heck, out of nowhere…

Lin Anxin examined her from left to right, top to bottom, and finally couldn’t help but ask, “Chi Enen, with no boobs or butt, how did you manage to hook up with the Diamond King, the unmarried, rich, and handsome Military Commander Li Beijue? Could it be that Young Master Jue, tired of busty, long- legged beauties, wanted to try something flat like a washboard?”

“Pfft!” Chi Enen choked on her breath and protested with dissatisfaction, “My chest might be a little small, but it’s not flat as a washboard.”

She was at least a size B, after all!

At most, it was just not big; there was a difference from a washboard!

Lin Anxin puffed out her chest, flaunting her 36D figure, silently scorned her. Then she continued to press on eagerly, “Seriously though, what’s the deal between you and Young Master Jue? Do you have any idea how shocked I was when I saw him carrying you out that afternoon? My jaw almost dropped. And Chi Ya, you should have seen her face then; it was priceless!”

Mentioning Chi Ya, a stab went through Chi Enen’s heart.

She hadn’t forgotten what those two men had said when they grabbed her in the private room.

“The girl introduced by Chi Ya…”

Could that day’s incident be related to Chi Ya?

Chi Enen clutched her fist tightly, repressing her emotions. If it really involved Chi Ya, she definitely wouldn’t let her off!

Unaware of what happened in the private room, Lin Anxin thought Chi Enen was daydreaming and gave her a light nudge, “What are you zoned out for? Spill it.”