"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.
