Chapter 114: Chapter 92: World Famous Painting

"How about we make a little wager? We’ll see who can last longer on the treadmill."

"If you win, I’ll help you move and pay your next six months of rent."

Qi Sheng could see that Zong Rui was already losing her composure, so naturally, he wanted to strike while the iron was hot and win her over.

"You?"

Zong Rui scoffed disdainfully. "I bet you spend all your energy on women. Beating you wouldn’t even be a fair victory."

"Enough with the excuses. Are you in or not?"

Qi Sheng didn’t believe for a second that she wouldn’t be tempted.

After all, not many women who could live in a top-tier apartment like the National Gold Mansion would be able to refuse such a tempting offer.

"Fine. Since you’re so eager to spend money on me, I’ll indulge you."

As a professional coach, Zong Rui refused to believe her stamina was worse than some playboy who did nothing but drink and chase women.

Sure, Qi Sheng had an eight-pack, but who knew if it was just for show.

"I’ve said what my forfeit is. Now, you should set yours."

Now showing his true colors, Qi Sheng said with a sly grin, "I won’t ask you to spend money. If you lose, you have to be my girlfriend for a day. How about it?"

"Don’t push it."

Zong Rui’s heart skipped a beat, but she wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea.

She had been thinking a lot over the past few days.

It was just as Qu Man had said: relying on her own abilities, to establish herself in Chengdu would take at least ten years of hard work.

A woman’s prime only lasted for so long.

For a smart woman, it was only natural to marry when her own value was at its peak.

If she really waited until she was over thirty, her only options would be divorced men on their second marriage.

And Zong Rui wasn’t opposed to Qi Sheng as a person.

At 6’1", he wouldn’t be overshadowed standing next to her.

As for his physique, it was impeccable.

An eight-pack, V-cut abs... what woman wouldn’t love that?

In terms of looks, he was a total dreamboat, the kind of guy who’d be the most popular on campus.

The kind of guy who would make her look good just by being on her arm.

As for his resources: an Audi RS6, a Ferrari 488, a 1.7 million Roger Dubuis watch, and gifting his girlfriend a 12 million mansion...

All things considered, Qi Sheng was the best boyfriend material she was ever likely to meet.

Besides, she already had that half-joking bet with him.

If Qi Sheng gave her a mansion worth at least ten million...

...she would be his girlfriend and wouldn’t even mind if he had other women.

Before Qi Sheng bought the Ferrari 488, she hadn’t taken that bet seriously.

But ever since she saw him post about his new Ferrari 488 on her social media feed...

...she had specifically looked it up. The final price, including taxes and fees, was over five million.

What had started as a joke of a bet suddenly felt like a sword of Damocles hanging over her head.

After all, it seemed Qi Sheng really did have the resources to buy her a ten-million-yuan mansion.

Already sensing what her fate might be...

...she naturally started paying more and more attention to Qi Sheng.

She had even secretly gone to browse at the LV store in the adjacent National Gold shopping center.

She’d even run into that beautiful girlfriend of his there and they’d had a pleasant chat.

While she could totally crush his first-love girlfriend in the physique department, in terms of looks, they were more or less evenly matched.

’It’s definitely impossible to replace Tan Hua.’

’But just because I don’t have a chance, doesn’t mean someone else won’t.’

Take her best friend, Qu Man, for example. She was a stunning beauty, the kind that made even Zong Rui feel inadequate.

Calling her "stunning" was no exaggeration.

But Qu Man was stubborn. She’d gone into the hotel industry right after college.

After slogging away for a few years, she had finally climbed to the position of Customer Service Manager and was transferred to the Regent Hotel in Shanghai.

If Qu Man had chosen to take a shortcut...

...she’d have been the wife of some rich heir by now.

’No way. That dog is such a player. I can’t let him meet Manman.’

’Not that Qu Man would necessarily give a player like Qi Sheng the time of day.’

’But what if that jerk is my best friend’s fated weakness?’

Qi Sheng watched the myriad of expressions flashing across Zong Rui’s face, completely bewildered.

’It’s just a small bet,’ he thought. ’What the hell is she getting so worked up about?’