Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 158 Wedding Ring

Chapter 158: Chapter 158 Wedding Ring

Chen Ningxi said, "What’s the point of comparing with my colleagues? There are plenty like you in the gym across the street."

Hearing this, Cheng Qiaobei suddenly leaned forward, staring at the person on the screen, "You’ve been to the gym across from your office? Oh, great! You don’t have time for a video call with me, but you have time to go to the gym?"

"No, I haven’t been. Don’t falsely accuse me," Chen Ningxi repeatedly denied, "My office window just happens to face the gym."

Cheng Qiaobei frowned slightly and nodded, his tone carrying a hint of warning, "Not focusing on your work, staring out the window at men all day. Is it entertaining?"

Chen Ningxi said, "I don’t watch every day, and it’s not on purpose, just accidentally. My desk is so close to the window, and the gym across the street has floor-to-ceiling glass with a row of treadmills. Who wouldn’t see it?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Cheng Qiaobei shook his head, "The gym owner really knows how to run a business, getting my wife all interested."

Chen Ningxi’s gaze was firm, "No."

Cheng Qiaobei licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, "Go to the window now."

"Why?" Chen Ningxi was puzzled.

"Get up," Cheng Qiaobei smiled meaningfully.

Chen Ningxi walked to the window, "What’s next?"

Cheng Qiaobei leaned in to get a closer look at the screen and observe Chen Ningxi’s expression. He asked, "Is there a guy with eight-pack abs running over there now?"

Out of the five treadmills, two were being used. One of the guys was a regular that Chen Ningxi often saw, so his impression was more vivid.

"There is."

Cheng Qiaobei asked, "How about his pecs?"

Chen Ningxi observed, without noticing Cheng Qiaobei’s expression change, she said, "Not bad, when he runs they..." Her eyebrows raised unconsciously, "bounce-bounce~"

"Oh..." Cheng Qiaobei forced a smile, "Does he have a defined waistline?"

Chen Ningxi squinted her eyes; due to the distance, she had to focus to see the details of that position, "One has it, the other is almost there."

The one with the defined waistline was the one Chen Ningxi enjoyed watching more.

"Is he wearing long pants or shorts?" Cheng Qiaobei asked again.

Chen Ningxi said, "Black shorts, the muscle line on his legs looks beautiful while running."

As she answered, her facial expression lit up with delight that was uncontrollable.

Cheng Qiaobei took a screenshot of the screen, leaving "evidence of the crime."

"Chen Ningxi,"

"Mm?" She followed the guy she liked watching as he moved to lift weights.

Cheng Qiaobei exhaled, "Chen Ningxi, hurry up and grab a tissue to wipe the drool off your mouth, or else you’ll drown me through the screen."

"No way." Chen Ningxi hurriedly denied.

At this moment, the guy was shouldering a barbell and began doing squats. Each time he squatted, his tight glute line was quite skillful, and Chen Ningxi pressed her lips together to hide a laugh.

Cheng Qiaobei looked exasperated, opened the image, and sent her current expression over.

"See for yourself."

Chen Ningxi minimized the video window and opened his screenshot. Seeing her own expression, even she had a hard time explaining it away.

"This is just... pretty normal, just..." The more she spoke, the more she couldn’t help but laugh, "You asked me to look."

Cheng Qiaobei let out an "oh," "Alright, you deflected that beautifully."

Chen Ningxi turned back to her seat, cleared her throat, and corrected herself, "Haven’t seen you in a few days, let’s not talk about useless things. Any topic that could affect our relationship should be nipped in the bud."

Cheng Qiaobei gave a thumbs up to the camera, "When it comes to twisting words, Manager Chen is really something, impressive!"

Chen Ningxi said, "And you, you usually wrap up in layers when video calling me. Today, half-naked, what’s that about? Did you have an exotic encounter with some young, beautiful girl throwing herself at you? Did you... do anything to betray me?"

Cheng Qiaobei gritted his teeth, "You’re good at this."

He picked up his phone and switched the camera, starting to show the room, "See, I’m the only one sleeping in this bed. Let me lift the sheets and check if anyone’s hiding under there, or stashed under the bed... Come, come, let’s check the closet too, what if I hid somebody in there... Should I show you the bathroom? Definitely. I’ll even open the bathroom cabinet, what if someone’s stuffed inside... Come, come, take a look at the balcony too. See that? Not a single woman or even a female ghost. Wait, there’s one more place you didn’t check,"

Chen Ningxi certainly trusted him, she was just joking earlier.

Cheng Qiaobei opened the drawer of the bedside table, "Check it out, there’s no condoms inside, and none in the trash either. Don’t say I took out the trash, today’s trash gets collected tomorrow morning. Feel reassured now?"

"I’m certainly reassured."

Chen Ningxi watched him sit back down on the couch through the video.

Cheng Qiaobei was sensitive at heart. He didn’t want Chen Ningxi to have doubts, especially after the scene with Jiang Wanyi today, reminding him to be more mindful about some things.

Chen Ningxi asked, "Has everything been going smoothly lately?"

Cheng Qiaobei put away his playful expression, "Pretty smooth, but next week I need to go to a hotel in France."

"How long will you be there?" Chen Ningxi asked.

Cheng Qiaobei put on a bathrobe, walked to the balcony, and lit a cigarette, "Initially expected to be a week."

Chen Ningxi focused on the way he held the cigarette, his long, distinct fingers were beautiful.

"How many more hotels do you need to visit?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Six more."

He needed to visit six more hotels, which would likely mean at least another month abroad. Altogether, it might come to three months of not seeing each other.

Chen Ningxi missed him but couldn’t let him drop everything to rush back home.

Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "Do you want me to come back?"

Chen Ningxi pretended to be nonchalant, "No, I’m just asking casually."

He was abroad, not in the countryside, where a car ride would bring him back in a few hours. Crossing half the globe’s distance, it was best not to talk about things that would cause both of their hearts to ache.

Cheng Qiaobei took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled white smoke, his gaze deeply focused on the person in the video, "If I could, I would want to come back right now."

His expression turned serious. Chen Ningxi knew she was Cheng Qiaobei’s weakness; if she were to show a little vulnerability or cry with grievance, there’s no doubt Cheng Qiaobei would have boarded a plane home already.

Knowing his position in the company was difficult, Chen Ningxi didn’t want to give those who were out to suppress him an excuse to find fault with him because of her.

She shifted the conversation to her work, and Cheng Qiaobei listened attentively, the atmosphere lightening considerably.

Before the end of the workday, Chen Ningxi received a WeChat message from Liang Lei. It contained a screenshot. Chen Ningxi opened it, and although the WeChat name wasn’t familiar, from the birthday cake on the table, it was inferred someone was celebrating a birthday.

Chen Ningxi asked Liang Lei:

"Who is it?"

The message box indicated the other party was typing.

When Jiang Wanyi’s name appeared, Chen Ningxi’s heart inexplicably sank.

It wasn’t for anything else, but because the four dishes beside the cake looked familiar, very much like Cheng Qiaobei’s plating style.

Liang Lei: Zoom in on the picture.

Chen Ningxi pinched with two fingers, expanding the photo, and saw the man’s hand. He was wearing a wedding ring...