"Miss Chi, you're too modest. If your riding skills are considered poor, then the person who just lost must be crying right now. I'd love to set up a day to spar with you if you're up for it, Miss Chi. But I wonder if Miss Chi would grant me that honor?" Huo Nancheng climbed the rungs of the conversation.
"If I have the time, of course." Chi Enen withdrew her hand and deftly tossed the invitation back.
The implication was clear, no time meant no deal.
Whether Huo Nancheng understood or not, he smiled like a gentleman, "All right, then I'll set a date with Miss Chi another day."
Chi Enen neither agreed nor disagreed, swiftly changing the subject, "President Lin, President Gu, Young Master Huo..."
She paused, "President Li, I've kept you waiting. Let's go inside for dinner."
She had finished speaking, but Li Beijue still hadn't released her hand.
The others couldn't help but let their gazes fall upon the hands that were still clasped together.
What's with Young Master Li?