Thinking about the comfortable big bed below her. She twisted her butt, retorting coldly, "Why don’t you go?" He Qimo furrowed his brows even tighter, putting down the book, he looked at her, "Me?" Shen Jian妮 turned around, nodding in agreement, "Yeah, you go. You caused the mess, why should I take all the blame? Since you don’t want to share a bed with me, then you go sleep on the sofa, camp on the floor, right? You want to remain celibate, not me." Shen Jian妮 held back her anger with a glare. He Qimo’s brows darkened like ink. Shen Jian妮 seized the opportunity, "Besides, if you think you’re a president, naturally superior, I’m sorry, we both started from scratch. I was just born a few years later and developed slower. If you think you can use this to conquer me, you’re wrong. The wheel of fortune turns, who knows if you’ll need to rely on me in the future with your real estate business?" Faced with He Qimo’s colder expression. Shen Jian妮 continued, "Most importantly, you’re a man, should be a gentleman, let the lady have the bed." So, if this was anyone else, He Qimo might have been a gentleman and given up. He laughed coldly, not only did he not give up. Instead, he grabbed Shen Jian妮 by the collar, pulling her to sit up, "So you mean, if I don’t let you, I’m not a gentleman?" The back of Shen Jian妮’s neck instantly felt a chill, a sinister coldness creeping out. Honestly, He Qimo has an indescribable aura, molded from years of emotional turbulence, exuding an unapproachable chill. Shen Jian妮 swallowed. Still, her face unchanged, her face assertively said, "Is that gentlemanly? He Qimo, you’re the big shot in Rong City’s real estate, are you really comparing your manners to those old bald men in their forties and fifties?" Shen Jian妮 was talking about those who got rich quickly during the initial years of economic reform, mostly uneducated, who after getting rich liked to keep mistresses and have illegitimate children, boasting big families and bellies, considering themselves elite, but extremely chauvinistic, scum might be a modest word for them. The joke was a bit too much. He Qimo sneered coldly, suddenly hoisting Shen Jian妮 by the waist, stepping forward intending to throw her out. Thus, Shen Jian妮 was instantly outclassed in height and combat power. Her well-proportioned long legs couldn’t reach the ground, her upper body couldn’t find a leverage point, clutching at He Qimo’s shirt made her seem like a helpless chick caught by an eagle. "He, He Qimo. You can’t treat me !" Amidst the chaos, Shen Jian妮 shouted quickly. Shen Jian妮: "He Qimo, there’s heaven above, earth below, and even Lord Guan with morale, if you’re upset, we can call Liang Xi to play ’Tiger, Stick, Chicken’. Treating me , not letting me sleep on the bed, you’ll face karma!" He Qimo still ignored her. Finally, just as He Qimo opened the door to throw her out. Shen Jian妮 quickly grabbed the doorknob. With a deadly grip, struggling, making it so that He Qimo couldn’t do anything for a moment. He looked down at her coldly, "Is this interesting?" The implication was that all efforts were in vain. Shen Jian妮 took a deep breath, almost exploding with anger, but helpless, after all, it’s man against woman... Grinding her teeth hard, she said, "Don’t you know if it’s interesting? The bed is so big, what’s wrong with each taking half!" With a cold laugh, He Qimo said, "No matter how big it is, there’s no way I’m sharing it with you." "Why not? I won’t touch you, we’re friends. In this society, plenty of people play outside and share a bed when tired, wearing clothes means nothing." Moreover, it wasn’t like he hadn’t done anything to her before... Shen Jian妮, defiant, didn’t dare to say the last part. Her almond eyes stared thinly. He Qimo just chuckled lightly, shortly after, he slowly approached. The cold demeanor mixed with striking handsome features, pressed down on Shen Jian妮, feeling the coldness creeping on her forehead. Along with his rare explanation. "Shen Jian妮, I’m not matching wits with those old bald men in terms of manners, but I’m not foolish to fall for your goading, led by the nose. We’re friends, but not just friends, I’ve never believed in platonic friendships between men and women. I know you’re speculating because I’ve slept with you, so you’re not bothered about these things. But..." He Qimo paused, pushing the already slumped Shen Jian妮 to stand against the wall, letting her feel his tense muscles emitting masculine presence and danger. After Shen Jian妮 blinked, her voice became even colder, "That was just an expedient measure. I’m a normal man, which doesn’t mean I have no reaction when seeing you in an unkempt state. I don’t believe that even the best of close friends won’t end up with something happening if they sleep together for a long time. So, for your sake and mine, you should sleep elsewhere. At most, within a week, once things calm down, you can go wherever you want." Having said that, He Qimo completely let go and freed Shen Jian妮. In fact, explaining himself was really rare for He Qimo. His voice was calm and deep. If in the past, Gu Zixuan could’ve gotten such a response from He Qimo, she wouldn’t have gotten to that point with him, realizing she loved the wrong person, continuing to live on, knowing divorce and finding Feng Chengjin was impossible. However, how could Shen Jian妮 be Gu Zixuan? At the moment, there was no gratitude in her mind, only thoughts like "Ptooey! After sleeping together, still saying it’s for my own good. If it’s truly for my good, you should’ve had the guts not to sleep with me!" And with such dissatisfaction, she pushed He Qimo away and walked out. Her swift slender legs and angry posture made He Qimo’s deep Mo Tong gaze linger on her for a moment as he prepared to gently close the door. After all, he’s said what needed to be said. To him, Shen Jian妮 was both a subordinate and not, a friend and not. What needed to be done, what shouldn’t be done, he had already done. However, the already furious Shen Jian妮 didn’t care about any of that. She was just thinking how unfair it was that even with her resistance, she couldn’t win the right to sleep on the bed for one night. While holding a pillow and flicking off dust, she angrily muttered under her breath, "Full of righteousness and morality but essentially still male chauvinism at play. I don’t believe President Feng would let a woman who helped him sleep on the sofa, or feel that sleeping next to a woman for a few days sullies their relationship!" "He’d handle it in a way that respects women! Ptooey, no wonder his wife ran off with someone else. If I were Gu Zixuan, I’d choose Feng Chengjin too." He Qimo didn’t bother to bicker over the first part of what Shen Jian妮 said. With a light chuckle, he even began to close the bedroom door. But the last sentence... In an instant, He Qimo’s eyes turned cold and somber. As cool as ink, as desolate as the night, the semi-closed arc made one feel a wolf-like shiver. Pursing his lips, he stepped over to Shen Jian妮. By the sofa, just as Shen Jian妮 patted the pillow into place, she felt a shadow behind her. In an instant, her heart skipped a beat. Recalling her earlier mutters, which she thought no one heard, an ominous feeling began to spread... ...Red-Sleeve-Adds-Fragrance-Exclusive-Publication-Divider... Pinghu District Villa. Gu Zixuan was still in a daze. After she was too tired from flicking, and had rested enough, Feng Chengjin dragged Gu Zixuan to the gym. Gu Zixuan had never been so exhausted before, even her fitness coach never worked her this hard... But considering she had fainted due to low blood pressure, she thought she might as well exercise, realizing she had been neglecting her body’s management and didn’t think much of it. Follow current novels on novel fire.net Once exhausted, she was carried to the bathroom to clean up by Feng Chengjin. Then carried back to bed. When lying next to each other, Gu Zixuan resting on his arm, she was even more dazed. Feng Chengjin embraced her, holding her in his arms. Such warmth and care she thoroughly enjoyed, yet facing Feng Chengjin’s frequent evening smiles, those glance exchanges that warmed her heart. Moreover, the things Feng Chengjin was doing now... In blissful warmth, Gu Zixuan couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her lips, "Feng Chengjin..." "Are we really going to watch this movie to fall asleep?" Gu Zixuan’s gaze showed some uncertainty. "Isn’t it good?" Feng Chengjin was holding the iPad, his eyes nearly squinting into a line from his smile. With such a smile, he felt his lips couldn’t close properly. Adjusting the volume to a suitable level, he placed it in the middle of their shared blanket, then leaned in to plant a kiss by Gu Zixuan’s hairline, and started watching. But Gu Zixuan was very sulky. Honestly, she only fainted a moment, does Feng Chengjin think her intelligence needs replenishing from scratch?