Li Beijue did not allow her to withdraw her hand at all. His abdomen was tightly tensed, capturing Chi Enen's gaze as his thin lips touched lightly, "There's nothing between me and that Miss Xie you mentioned, I'll have Huo Yi throw her out in a moment. Chi Enen, I've already said it, I have OCD. Other than you, I won't touch another woman. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
She wasn't dissatisfied, she knew what it meant to like him—it meant she was gambling heavily, gambling with her heart!
She could afford to lose anything but not her heart.
Knowing she couldn't afford to lose, yet she had to like someone who was doomed to lose, he had no idea how much courage that required.
But...
She didn't want to shrink back anymore, didn't want to deliberately ignore the tremors in her heart.
Chi Enen took a deep breath, her gaze became firm, and she softly said, "Let go of my hand first."
