When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chapter 52 Pretending to be a domineering president

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Cheng had already put the toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed on it and a wet towel on the bedside table.

"Be careful not to get the gauze on your hand wet. Wash yourself and I'll take you out later."

"Where are you going?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Cheng had already entered the cloakroom.

Chu He picked up the toothbrush and put it in her mouth, thinking that this man was quite serious as long as he didn't say anything.

Chu He felt very conflicted about her current relationship with Xiao Cheng.

Everyone said that Xiao Cheng was a playboy and a libertine, and no one knew how many women he had outside.

If the person you are arranging a marriage with is a stranger, you can at least sign an agreement to have a marriage of convenience with him, so that you can get away with it in the event of divorce later.

But she slept with him anyway. If they really got the marriage certificate, wouldn't that confirm the marriage? How would she get out of this situation later?

The main reason is that Xiao Cheng is not short of money, and this relationship cannot be bought off with money.

Trouble, what a big trouble!

"Ok?"

Xiao Cheng's nonchalant voice interrupted his thoughts.

Chu He looked up, her eyes brightening. Xiao Cheng had already put on his clothes and walked to the bedside.

His outfit is still as simple as ever.

Under the loose army green jacket is a pure black round-neck T-shirt, a pair of light khaki overalls and a pair of white casual shoes.

The whole person looks very energetic. Although it is not high-end custom-made, it still gives off a sense of noble luxury.

Chu He was stunned for a moment, until Xiao Cheng threw the white paper bag in his hand to her, then she came to her senses.

"When you're done washing up, change your clothes and come out. I'll be waiting for you outside."

As he spoke, he walked out of the bedroom.

A few minutes later, Chu He changed her clothes and came out, only to find that the suite was very spacious.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng was busy, he had no choice but to stand aside and observe quietly.

The furniture in the room does not look like the hotel style, but is added according to one's own preferences.

The black and gray combination is simple and stylish.

Xiao Cheng was holding a folder in his hand, sitting lazily on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, listening attentively to what a blonde foreign woman next to him was saying in English.

Chu He probably understood some of the words between the lines.

It seemed like daily matters, but there were also many professional terms that she completely didn't understand.

I secretly complained in my heart, a dandy second-generation rich kid, why is he pretending to be a domineering CEO in front of me!

About a quarter of an hour later, seeing that Xiao Cheng and the foreign girl showed no sign of ending, Chu He finally couldn't help but speak.

"That's enough, Xiao Cheng, you're just pretending all the time, aren't you?"

Chu He looked impatient.

When the young lady got angry, she didn't care how the women next to her looked at her, she just kept complaining.

"I know what kind of person you are. Stop pretending to be a boss just to save your image. I'll be frank, you're not my type. Stop wasting your time on me!"

Xiao Cheng frowned, narrowed his dark eyes, and looked at Chu He as if she were a fool.

What is this woman talking about, pretending to be a boss?

What a big joke!

Xiao Cheng has lived for more than twenty years, when has he ever pretended!

If he cared about what others thought of him, he wouldn't be Xiao Cheng!

The female assistant beside her obviously understood what Chu He said. She glanced at Chu He in confusion, then looked at Xiao Cheng on the sofa, unsure whether to continue.

Xiao Cheng closed the folder in his hand.

"Okay, Sophia, that's all for today. Go back and tell them that the afternoon video conference will be moved to the evening."

"Okay, boss."

Xiao Cheng spoke authentic American English and did not use any professional terms this time, so Chu He understood everything.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Cheng was full of doubt and surprise.

Can you please pretend to be more realistic?

Mr. Xiao, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Er... they're all good! And he's the boss, does he think he's a gangster?

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