Madam Li's Identity Is Exposed Again!

Chapter 48: A Walk in the Night Market

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lin Anxin might have felt it was inappropriate to continue that topic, so she changed the subject, “Just have fun on your trip, and remember to bring me a gift! Don’t come back without one!”

She followed up with a string of emojis that looked like they were snarling and dancing.

Chi Enen chuckled and quickly replied to her on her mobile phone, “Okay.”

The phone screen fell silent.

She put down her mobile phone and looked out at the blue sea through the window. Birds soared freely in the sky while the waves lapped against the rocks, creating a pleasant sound…

Gradually, Chi Enen’s mood began to relax.

It didn’t matter if Su Chengyan came back or not, what did it have to do with her?

Ever since she was rejected and turned away by him five years ago, they had become strangers with no connection.

Chi Enen forcefully suppressed the last bit of discomfort in her heart and grabbed a pillow to prop up her head.

Having not rested for a whole day and after a 5-hour flight, her body was extremely tired. The initial excitement of watching the sea had passed, and sleepiness gradually overtook her. Chi Enen’s eyelids fought each other, and in a short while, she fell into a deep sleep…

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A good sleep indeed!

By the time she woke up, it was already the afternoon. The sunlight streamed warm and cozy through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, falling on her body and feeling exceptionally comfortable.

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Chi Enen yawned, rubbed her eyes, and sat up.

The Presidential Suite was still in the same state as when she fell asleep, indicating that Li Beijue hadn’t finished his meeting yet. Thinking about being able to go out and explore later, her mood involuntarily soared.

Chi Enen found the walk-in wardrobe and picked out a simple skirt to wear, then tied her long hair into a ponytail and left the room with youthful vigor.

“Good morning, Miss Chi.”

As she had called ahead for Huo Yi, he was already waiting for her in the hotel lobby when she came down.

With a smile in her eyes, Chi Enen greeted him, “Good morning.”

She walked up to Huo Yi, eager to ask, “Butler Huo, where are we going later?”

“Where would Miss Chi like to go?” Huo Yi inquired.

“Me?” The question stumped Chi Enen, but she was not one to be pretentious and straightforwardly said, “1 don’t know. To be honest, this is my first time in Country W. I don’t speak the language and am unfamiliar with what’s fun around here.”

Huo Yi looked at her in surprise.

Having followed Li Beijue for so many years, he had seen all kinds of socialites and beauties. However, it was the first time he had seen someone as forthright as Miss Chi.

After pondering for a moment, he suggested, “How about 1 accompany Miss Chi to the Night Market then? There’s one not far from the seaside. It has a lot of local specialties; you can check them out.”

“Sounds great,” Chi Enen responded enthusiastically.

Perfect, she had promised to bring Anxin a gift.

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True to Huo Yi’s word, the Night Market wasn’t far from the hotel they were staying in.

Located close to the coastline she had seen upon arriving at the hotel. Although it was just one street, it was especially lively due to the many tourists.

Chi Enen was immediately captivated by the dazzling array of local small ornaments.

Seeing her serious selection and her face turning red from the sun, Huo Yi thought for a moment and said, “Miss Chi, you go ahead and choose. Don’t wander off. I’ll go buy some coconut milk for us.”

“Okay.”

Huo Yi walked away.

Chi Enen’s mind was still on the small ornaments at the food stalls that were imbued with exotic charm when suddenly, she spotted a simple, unadorned silver ring among a pile of brightly colored jewelry. Her eyes lit up, she picked up the ring and asked the boss, “Boss, how much for this?”

The ring was simple and elegant, perfectly suitable for a man to wear.

The boss was a bona fide local from Country W, rattling off a long string of words. Chi Enen didn’t understand a single word, and she gestured with her hands and the ring, trying to communicate with the few words of Country W’s language she knew.

Suddenly, a petulant voice cut in, “Wow, that ring looks so nice. Husband, I want the one she’s holding! Buy it for me, will you-”

Caught off guard by the familiar language, Chi Enen turned around.

She saw a man and a woman standing not far from her.

The man looked to be in his early forties, fat and slightly balding with a kind of distinctive ugliness. The woman clinging to him, however, appeared to be only about 20 years old, with a melon-seed face, big eyes, and waist-length jet-black hair, exuding an extraordinary aura of purity and loveliness.

Standing together, the two were visual extremes.

Chi Enen couldn’t help but give them a second look, which was quite normal, as anyone would take a second glance at such a pairing. But for some reason, her behavior seemed to have irritated the young woman. Her eyebrows raised in anger, and she gave Chi Enen a fierce glare, saying disdainfully, “What are you looking at? Haven’t seen a beauty before? Country bumpkin!”

Chi Enen was never one to smile in return for a slap. A slight twitch appeared at the corner of her mouth as she coldly retorted, “Indeed, I have never seen a ‘beauty’ with such a foul mouth.”

The words “foul mouth” were particularly enunciated.

The woman’s face changed abruptly, darkening as she glared at Chi Enen. She clung to the man’s arm and whined again, “Husband, 1 want the ring on her hand-”

Chi Enen pretended not to hear, continuing to gesture with the ring to the boss.

Seeing this, the woman bit down hard on her teeth and clutched the man’s hand with force, emphasizing her demand, “Husband!”

The man, harassed beyond patience, stepped forward, pointing at the ring in Chi Enen’s hand, and muttered something to the stall owner.

The stall owner appeared to have an epiphany and held up two fingers. The man took out his wallet, pulled out two hundred bills, and handed them to the boss.

Then he turned to Chi Enen and said, “Miss, I’ve bought this ring, please give it to me.”

Chi Enen stepped back, holding the ring, and refused, “Sorry, I saw it first. I can’t give it to you.”

The woman, completely unreasonable, saw that she was not giving in and shrieked, “We’ve already paid for it, on what grounds are you holding onto our thing and not returning it, have you no shame?”

Her voice was loud and shrill, immediately drawing a crowd to gather for the spectacle.

“What’s the matter? Are they arguing?”

“Seems like they’re fighting over something. That miss saw the ring first, but she doesn’t speak Country W well and hasn’t managed to discuss the price with the boss properly. The beauty who cursed also covets the ring, she had her husband pay for it, and now they want the ring from the previous miss.”

“Who does this, taking advantage in someone’s time of need?” Someone couldn’t stand it.

Yet others felt there was nothing wrong with that, “Whoever pays first owns it, of course.”

But some saw things clearly, “I think the beauty who snatched the ring doesn’t really like it; she just enjoys taking things from others. Look, that silver ring is meant for men to wear, her husband’s fingers are already loaded, how could he possibly want that ring?”

People around them were whispering and pointing.

The man was the first to lose his patience, his face turning slightly uncomfortable as he looked at Chi Enen and stepped forward, “Miss, what will it take for you to give us the ring?”

He saw that Chi Enen was alone, young, and not dressed conspicuously, a tinge of contempt flashing in his eyes. He took out his wallet, pulled out two hundred-bill notes, and tossed them in front of Chi Enen, “Is this enough for you?”

He was outright insulting her!

Chi Enen’s face turned pale, about to throw it back at him.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd, “Tsk, only 200 bucks and you dare to show off?”