Chapter 80 What are legally married couples afraid of?

In the darkness, Qu He was held in Zhuang Bieyan's arms, her mind still in a daze.

My mind went blank; I had no idea what had just happened...

"Clatter".

The light is on.

The romantic and ambiguous atmosphere vanished, leaving only a mess and... endless embarrassment.

Qu He was half-supported and half-carried by Zhuang Bieyan to a chair next to her before she could recover a little.

She looked at the middle of the bedroom, where there was a dent in the middle of the bed, and a sheet was still stuck in the gap between the broken bed board.

Qu He finally accepted the fact with great difficulty: the bed had really collapsed!

Why did it collapse just when they were rolling around together?

Zhuang Bieyan half-squatted in front of her, pinched her wrist and turned it around, then checked her knees, "Did you bump yourself anywhere? Does it hurt?"

Qu He shook her head blankly, her gaze still fixed on the "dead" bed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed a T-shirt and put it on, then sat down next to her.

Someone couldn't hold back any longer, and a soft chuckle broke the silence.

The two exchanged a glance and chuckled softly at the same time. The laughter grew louder and louder, a mixture of helplessness and amusement.

They actually managed to encounter something with only a one percent chance of happening!

Qu He later laughed so hard she fell onto Zhuang Bieyan, clutching her stomach and crying out "Ouch, ouch!" with tears streaming down her face.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Does this bed... have a grudge against us?"

Zhuang Bieyan supported her waist to make her more comfortable.

He looked down at the person in his arms, shaking his head helplessly yet affectionately, but he didn't forget to pat her back to help her catch her breath.

Qu He finally managed to stop laughing. When she looked up, she saw the small square bag on the bedside table that had just been opened and hadn't been used yet.

As expected, it seems its only destination tonight will be the trash can.

Zhuang Bieyan followed her gaze, reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and sighed helplessly, "It seems that this road... is indeed long and arduous."

Qu He's laughter, which she had managed to suppress, surged up again. She leaned on his shoulder and chuckled softly, her shoulders shaking as she did so.

Zhuang Bieyan patted her back gently, his voice laced with laughter: "Mrs. Zhuang, if you keep laughing like this, we'll really be sleeping on the streets tonight."

Qu He quickly stopped laughing, looked at the mess in the bedroom, and began to seriously consider Zhuang Bieyan's words.

I definitely won't be able to sleep like this.

She bought this bed during a big online shopping promotion when she first moved into Baiyuwan. Is the quality really that bad?

She's been sleeping like this for so many years without any problems, how come having another person around...?

But now that I think about it, the bed was indeed a bit small. Zhuang Bieyan had to curl up his legs several times while sleeping, which must have been difficult for him.

Qu He: "So what do we do now? We can't really sleep on the floor, can we?"

"Back to the manor?" he suggested.

"no!"

Qu He refused without even thinking.

"Going back to the manor is too embarrassing! If Sister Liuyue finds out, I'll never be able to hold my head up again!"

Zhuang Bieyan ruffled her hair: "Shall we go to a hotel?"

Qu He: "Hmm, it seems like this is the only way."

They could just pack up and go.

The two packed a few essentials and drove to the hotel.

The Maybach sped through the night and slowly came to a stop in front of the Rosewood Hotel.

As soon as the two entered, the hotel manager quickly came forward to greet them respectfully: "Good evening, Mr. Zhuang. The penthouse suite has been prepared as you requested."

Zhuang Bieyan nodded slightly.

After entering the room, Qu He asked, "When did you book this hotel? That was incredibly fast!"

Zhuang Bieyan was still tidying his clothes when he turned around and glanced at her, then smiled and said, "Mrs. Zhuang, it seems you really need to learn about your husband's business empire?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Qu He didn't understand.

"This hotel is one of the properties under the Zhuang Group."

Qu He: "!!!"

What? !

No wonder the receptionist and manager looked at them with a knowing look when they got out of the car and came in.

"So...so our plan to stay at a hotel tonight was leaked?"

Qu He wailed, covering her head with the blanket and wrapping herself up in a ball. "It's all over, I'm so ashamed to face anyone!"

Zhuang Bieyan looked at the large white figure on the bed, walked over and pulled the person and blanket into his arms, "What do you mean by leaking? So what if they know? We are a legally married couple."

Qu He remained silent.

Zhuang Bieyan sighed: "Then what should we do? Should I try to 'bribe' them and get them to keep the secret?"

Qu He poked half her head out: "Never mind, never mind."

Zhuang Bieyan chuckled and helped her fix her hair: "Don't worry, anyone who can reach this position in Zhuang's Group has the most basic professional ethics and a sense of confidentiality."

Qu He gave a muffled "hmm" in his arms.

Zhuang Bieyan looked at the person in his arms and smiled silently.

It seems I'll have to rely on my willpower again tonight.

......

The lobby of the Rosewood Hotel.

Anda took the room key and walked over to Qiao Mian, only to find her staring blankly at her phone screen.

"What's wrong?" he asked with concern.

"fine."

Anda put his arm around her waist. "Let's go upstairs. It's surgery tomorrow, so get some rest tonight."

"Um."

Qiao Mian put away her phone, took the room key, but her fingers tightened slightly.

That woman just now was clearly Qu He.

But who is the man next to her? Judging from the respectful manner of the hotel manager just now, he is obviously someone of high status. They just walked through the hotel's VIP passage.

Isn't Ke Quhe's husband a flower shop owner?

How did I end up here?

And she always felt that the man's back view... looked somewhat familiar.

Qiao Mian gripped her phone tightly, recalling the blurry figure she had secretly photographed earlier. Perhaps she should have someone investigate it properly.

......

Qu He never imagined that moving out of Baiyu Bay would be because of a collapsed bed.

After that night, Zhuang Bieyan wanted to get a bigger bed, but Qu He thought about it and decided to move instead.

“Look,” she said to Zhuang Bieyan, counting on her fingers.

"First of all, this house is indeed a bit small for two people. There's only one study, and you always make me use it. It's so inconvenient for me to work in the dining room."

"Besides, the parking spaces downstairs are indeed a bit small. Your car has been scratched several times. It's a Maybach! It breaks my heart to see it like this."

The last reason, Qu He didn't mention.

This is the third time! Every time it fails at the most crucial moment! She's starting to believe in superstition.

Qu He entrusted the moving to Zhuang Bieyan. She thought they would stay in the hotel for at least a week or two, but to her surprise, he took her to the new house on the third day.

Wanhua Garden is a top-tier luxury residential area in the northern part of the city, not far from Beishan Villa.

What are we doing here?

"Come see our new home."

Qu He was shown around the whole house by him.

The three-story duplex on the top floor features a panoramic floor-to-ceiling window in the living room facing the river. As the sun slowly sinks into the river, the sky turns a golden-red hue, while on the other side, distant green mountains stretch out in the distance.

Qu He walked to the bedside and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

A mansion!

I'm laughing at myself for being so poor.

Zhuang Bieyan wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on the crook of her neck. "Do you like it?"

Qu He nodded, turned around to face him, and said, "When did you buy this? This setup... can't be prepared on short notice."

She recalled that during her visit, the interior decoration and layout were all according to her preferences, and the furniture brands were also among her favorites.

In particular, she had just seen a dedicated pottery workshop upstairs, where the potter's wheel and equipment were exactly the same as the ones she used at Heyuefang.

"The day I married you." Zhuang Bieyan lowered his head and touched her forehead with the tip of his nose.

Qu He: "So early? Then... if the bed doesn't collapse, aren't you afraid we won't be able to move in?"

He pulled her closer around the waist, holding her even tighter: "It's okay, home is wherever you are. These are just icing on the cake, but we can't skimp on anything that needs to be prepared, including the wedding room."

Qu He leaned against him and whispered, "Zhuang Bieyan, do you know? When I was little, I had a very extravagant dream: to live in a house where I could see both the mountains and the rivers and seas."

The reason why Wanhua Garden is the most expensive in the northern part of the city is because of its irreplaceable excellent geographical location and landscape.

Looking out the window, she thought, "I wonder who the owner of Wanhua Garden is. He really understands me so well; he's like a soulmate."

Upon hearing her words, Zhuang Bieyan couldn't help but smile. "Want to see him?"