As soon as Han Lingxi closed the door, Chong Rang felt terrible. His heartbeat, which he had just managed to calm down, suddenly spiked again. The main problem was that the two of them were alone in a room, especially in a girl's bedroom. No matter how strong his mental fortitude was, he couldn't stand it.
Han Lingxi didn't notice Chong Rang's tense body. She dragged over a small stool and sat down opposite him, speaking seriously.
"Chongrang, we need to have a serious talk."
"good."
Chongrang's face was tense as he spoke, but in his heart he thought, "I want to go home now!"
"My mom has heard that you're always working overtime."
Han Lingxi continued, saying that she felt this problem had to be solved, otherwise they would be doomed sooner or later.
Chong Rang looked at Han Lingxi with a puzzled expression, asking, "What are you trying to say?"
"If you two have just gotten married, wouldn't it be suspicious if you were never home?"
Chongrang nodded knowingly. He had only thought about convenience and forgotten about this part. Actually, he wouldn't work overtime all night; he could go home to stay at night.
"I see."
Chongrang gave an exceptionally cooperative answer.
“What I mean is, to avoid people finding out we don’t live together,” Han Lingxi paused, and Chong Rang’s eyes widened. Could it be that we’re going to live together?
Han Lingxi continued, "Why don't you stay next door to me? There's a vacant apartment next door that I've rented. It's not far from your company, only a ten-minute drive."
After hearing Han Lingxi's words, Chongrang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't cohabitation. If his parents knew that he had faked the marriage to deceive them, they would at most beat him up. But if they knew that he had faked the marriage and was still living with the girl, then his life would probably be over.
"Okay, I'll move there when I have time."
Chongrang readily agreed, saying that as long as they didn't live together, everything was negotiable.
"Alright, that's all for now. It's getting late, you should head back too."
Han Lingxi said casually, "It's good to have opportunities to get to know each other since we live close by."
"Wait a minute, I have something to discuss."
Chong Rang stopped Han Lingxi, who was about to jump up at any moment.
"What if our fake marriage gets discovered? Even if it doesn't, they'll find out eventually. How will we handle that then?"
Chongrang asked, feeling that he must have been driven to madness by his mother's nagging when he agreed to the fake marriage with Han Lingxi. Why did he agree without considering anything?
"Playing the victim."
Han Lingxi blinked and said.
Chong Rang blinked, "Playing the victim?"
"Yes, I'm now in my second marriage. A second marriage isn't as good as a first marriage. Seeing how pitiful I am, my parents will definitely not have the heart to be harsh on me anymore."
Han Lingxi said in a very serious tone.
Chongrang felt a throbbing sensation in his temples. Han Lingxi was right; it was indeed not a good thing for a young girl to go straight to a second marriage.
But, but, what can he do? He bet his father and grandfather, with their fiery tempers, will not let him off the hook just because he's a divorcee. They might even beat him even more mercilessly for making someone else's girl a divorcee.
Chongrang suddenly felt that his life had become bleak.
No, I absolutely cannot let my family know. I must keep it a secret for as long as possible, and ideally, I should develop some kind of invincible martial arts technique before they find out.
After talking with Han Lingxi, Chongrang came out and spoke with the Han family for a while. This time, he behaved exceptionally well, just like Han Lingxi's husband. Indeed, in the face of a life-threatening situation, human potential is always limitless.
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