CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 437: Opposing Premarital Cohabitation

Chapter 437: Chapter 437: Opposing Premarital Cohabitation

Si Ran blushed at his words and said coldly, "I want to see President He’s gym."

He Zheng laughed, "Si Ran, are you changing the subject?"

Si Ran didn’t respond. Of course she was changing the subject.

He Zheng didn’t bother further, took Si Ran to the gym in the front, the door was still open.

The view was very open, and you could clearly see the exercise equipment inside: bikes, treadmills, barbells, stretching apparatus, and so on.

The gym was equipped with all the usual exercise equipment, and the whole room was spacious. The farthest wall was a full-length mirror, with especially good views.

At this moment, Si Ran was held by He Zheng, their height differed by almost a head.

He Zheng was very tall, around 185 cm, and Si Ran’s slender height was particularly accentuated next to him.

At a glance, the two looked particularly well-matched.

What made Si Ran most embarrassed was her bright red face.

The man looked at Si Ran in the mirror and smiled slightly, "Come, look at yourself in the mirror."

Si Ran wanted to hit him, her frustrated smile twisted into a mess, awkward and embarrassed.

Looking at herself in the mirror felt like a public embarrassment.

He Zheng’s voice carried a hint of hoarse magnetism, "There’s no need to be so shy; I won’t make fun of you."

"Shut up," Si Ran commanded angrily, "Don’t talk."

"Haha!" He Zheng stared at Si Ran and himself in the mirror sharply, "You’re so cute like this; I bet no one has ever seen such a shy Si Ran."

Si Ran raised her eyes and met the man’s gaze, wishing she could bite him.

But when their eyes met, Si Ran’s heartbeat quickened, like a deer in headlights, extremely flustered.

He Zheng slowly leaned closer to Si Ran.

Si Ran was startled and wanted to escape.

He Zheng placed his hand by the door, blocking her path.

He Zheng leaned in with a smile, whispering in her ear, "Don’t run, listen to me."

Si Ran froze, not raising her head to look at He Zheng.

He Zheng smiled, "The gym here is very convenient. If you come to stay, I don’t mind sharing it with you."

"Thank you, President He, for the generosity. I have my own place and wouldn’t want to trouble you," Si Ran responded coolly, "Besides, with a gym, it’s more convenient."

He Zheng laughed and said, "How can a gym be convenient?"

"The gym has more exercise equipment than here," Si Ran stated.

"But the gym doesn’t have me," He Zheng said, "How can you make use of me at the gym? I come with a full set of functions."

Si Ran was speechless, threatening, "If you keep talking nonsense, I won’t acknowledge you anymore!"

"Did I say anything?" He Zheng asked back, "Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Si Ran felt as if she’d fallen into his verbal trap.

She could only stare at He Zheng indignantly, expressing her dissatisfaction through her eyes.

But this man’s features were delicate, even his brows and eyes seemed to be dyed with ambiguity, shining with a bright glow that warned her not to look longer.

Looked at like this, He Zheng smiled unobtrusively.

Si Ran slightly restrained her emotions, "President He, I’ve finished the tour, can I leave now?"

"You haven’t seen the bedroom or the third-floor guest room and greenhouse, how can you leave?" He Zheng said, "This isn’t a place easily open to the public, Si Ran, you won’t find this chance elsewhere."

Si Ran was taken aback, "President He should leave this good opportunity for someone else, I won’t tour it."

"That won’t do, the driver is still on the way. Since we’ve got nothing else to do, just tour with me," He Zheng half-coercively took Si Ran into the innermost room on the second floor—the master bedroom.

This room had a large terrace that received sunlight from the southeast, with terraces on both the east and south sides, it seemed to have excellent lighting.

On one side of the bedroom was a cloakroom, on the other side were the shower room and toilet, with a large construction area.

What was even bigger was the bed in the bedroom, luxuriously daunting.

Just a single pillow on the bed.

The four-piece set was light gray, in this color, particularly simple.

The simpler it is, often the more advanced it looks.

Si Ran glanced and didn’t want to look anymore.

She always felt that touring a man’s bedroom was particularly improper.

"I’ve seen enough," Si Ran said expressionlessly.

He Zheng asked with a smile, "How do you feel? Is my bed big?"

"It is indeed quite big," Si Ran’s tone grew colder.

"Then is your bed big?" He Zheng continued to ask with a smile.

Si Ran was even more expressionless. "I don’t have the luxury of President He, using such a big bed is pure waste."

"How can it be waste?" He Zheng argued, "Did you know a spacious bed ensures sleep quality?"

Si Ran found herself without a rebuttal.

He Zheng continued, "If your sleep quality’s poor, how can you work efficiently? Without efficiency, you’ll be resented, criticized, which greatly impacts personal mood."

If one’s mood is poor, the quality of life won’t be high, won’t be happy, and may even affect health."

"Thanks for the advice," Si Ran responded coolly, "In my view, if someone’s sleeping posture is restless, they might need a larger bed to prevent falling off.

And if someone’s sleeping posture is very calm, they don’t need such a wide bed."

"Ha, I kind of agree with your answer," He Zheng said, "Looks like you still prefer your place, well, if I go to your place, I can hold you to sleep at night."

Si Ran was stunned.

After all that talking, Si Ran had been lured back into his trap.

"You also acquiesced, let’s settle it then," He Zheng smiled at Si Ran, with amusement in his eyes, "If you think your bed is too small for both of us, you can come to mine."

Si Ran was astonished, pushed him away, and turned to leave.

"You sleep alone, my temple is small and really cannot accommodate you, this big Buddha."

"How can you say that?" He Zheng followed closely, with a smile, "You can’t say that anymore; otherwise, I might visit your parents."

Si Ran paused abruptly, looked at He Zheng and said in a deep voice, "I also want to ask your father if he knows what you’re doing now?"

"Sure, go ahead," seemingly having expected this, He Zheng didn’t mind at all, "Let him meet you in advance and save me the trouble of introducing you later."

Each response could wait for her right there.

Almost as if he foresaw it, He Zheng’s mind was quick. Si Ran knew she wasn’t his match in conversation.

She also laughed, "President He, my dad told me a few days ago he opposes cohabitation before marriage."

"Oh, then you must remember our promise before," He Zheng continued, "Uncle’s request came after; we should first fulfill our promise and then meet the demands from uncle."