Chi Enen let out a sigh of relief, her whole body relaxing.
As soon as she relaxed, her palm was pinched, and the man who had been strategizing on stage was now glaring at her, looking displeased, "Chi Enen, are you very nervous?"
If she was nervous, it meant she didn't trust him, didn't trust his ability!
Chi Enen wasn't meeting him for the first time, and when he pressed his thin lips together, she knew what he was thinking with his unusual logic.
She still had a smile on the corner of her mouth and pinched his hand back forcefully, saying helplessly, "So many microphones pointing at me, it's only abnormal if I'm not nervous."
Li Beijue also didn't like being in the spotlight, but upon knowing that Chi Enen wasn't doubting his ability, his mood improved a lot. He domineeringly grabbed Chi Enen's hand and walked toward the restroom direction, "Your hand is so sweaty, it's filthy!"
"..."
If it's filthy, then don't hold it.
