My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 122 What Is Your Face For

Chapter 122: Chapter 122 What Is Your Face For

Qiao Xi wished she could slaughter Shen Dang.

During dinner, the Old Madam didn’t come downstairs, leaving the rest of them to enjoy their meal in harmony.

After the meal, Ran Jing wanted them to stay.

Of course, staying was out of the question.

Shen Dang wrapped his arm around Ran Jing’s shoulder, "Mom, I’m about to part with Xixi, so don’t disturb our last moments together in our world for two, be good."

Ran Jing glanced at him, then at Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi’s gaze was downturned, but her divine face betrayed a shy delicateness.

A smile spread across Ran Jing’s eyes, "Forget it, I won’t disturb you two, do whatever you couples do."

"Xixi, take care of yourself during filming, and remember to call us if anything happens."

Ran Jing reluctantly held Qiao Xi’s hand, making sure to remind her.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "Okay, I know."

After bidding farewell to the elders, Qiao Xi followed Shen Dang into the car.

Shen Dang raised his hand and turned on the ambient light.

Qiao Xi raised an eyebrow, "Shen Dang, what was the meaning of saying those things in front of Grandpa earlier?"

The facade they presented in front of the elders was ripped away by her, Qiao Xi’s face showing an uncontrollable cold sneer.

She truly couldn’t fathom the intent behind his words.

Anyway, Qiao Xi found it particularly incomprehensible.

Shen Dang was looking down, composing a message, when he heard her, he looked up with innocent eyes, "No meaning at all."

"How could you say those things in front of Grandpa?"

"I wanted Grandpa to be completely assured about us," Shen Dang’s eyebrows lifted slightly, "Is there a problem?"

Qiao Xi laughed coldly, "Be careful not to stretch the lie too far that it can’t be pulled back."

Shen Dang remained calm, "Hmm, then I won’t stretch it."

Qiao Xi: "..."

Is now really the time for quibbling?

Confronted with Qiao Xi’s peculiar gaze, Shen Dang chuckled as if nothing mattered, "What’s there to be afraid of? I can handle it."

"Are you not busy?" Qiao Xi spoke somewhat speechlessly, "Without saying all that, there would have been no issue at all."

Qiao Xi always felt as if she was choking on something, nowhere to vent, inducing a frustration that was both vexing and unavoidable.

Shen Dang rested one arm on the armrest, his expression inscrutably deep, "Teacher Qiao doesn’t like children?"

Qiao Xi pushed him away, her face tense and her expression cold, "I don’t like them."

Shen Dang chuckled, leaning back into his seat lazily, "So cold-hearted."

Not wanting to engage him, Qiao Xi huffed and turned her head, "Stop talking, just drive."

"Will do, no rush, Teacher Qiao."

Shen Dang flashed her a grin.

Putting his phone down, Shen Dang drove leisurely away from the Shen Family Mansion.

Meng Jing was puzzled when he suddenly received Shen Dang’s message.

What did sending him "not it" mean?

He scrolled up the message and saw the questions he’d asked Shen Dang a week before.

Meng Jing: "???"

So, Brother Dang was answering him that he wasn’t the mysterious husband of the Goddess of Divine Beauty?

Unbelievable.

His Brother Dang’s reaction took far too long, only now replying to his message.

Speechless.

The night in Hai City sparkled with neon, a display of strange and dazzling lights.

The car drove slowly on the road, accompanied by streetlights, seeming never-ending.

Shen Dang’s deep voice filled the car, "Teacher Qiao, have you booked your flight to Jiang City yet?"

The road wasn’t busy, leaving the car’s cabin very quiet, amplifying the man’s magnetic voice.

Qiao Xi forgot when he started liking to call her Teacher Qiao.

From the initial distant Ms. Qiao to the now teasingly meant Teacher Qiao.

She doesn’t know whom he learned it from.

But it was just a title after all; Qiao Xi didn’t mind.

She glanced at her phone without lifting her head, her voice indifferent, "My assistant has booked it."

"For when?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Shen Dang said nothing more.

Back at Yingyue Bay, they both returned to their respective rooms.

Seeing it was still early, Qiao Xi called Wang Li.

"Sister Li."

"Wow, finally willing to call me."

Wang Li couldn’t help being sarcastic.

Standing on the balcony, Qiao Xi looked at the sparse lights in the distance, the quiet night surrounding her in its embrace.

Her phoenix eyes were so indifferent, enshrouded in a boundless solitude akin to the night.

Qiao Xi returned with a smile, "I just got done with something."

Wang Li chuckled, "Just got divorced today, what were you busy with? A divorce banquet?"

Qiao Xi explained nonchalantly, "Not exactly, just had a meal at my ex-husband’s home."

"..." Wang Li almost had a heart attack, "What are you thinking? You’re divorcing a big shot like President Shen, and with your beauty, you can’t win over Boss Shen? What’s that face for?"

Wang Li ranted.

She really didn’t understand Qiao Xi.

She couldn’t stop her announcing her marriage before, and now she’s divorcing without discussing it with her, and that man is Shen Dang!

Qiao Xi touched her own face, is Boss Shen the kind of person that would be charmed by her beauty?

No!

Qiao Xi stated seriously, "Sister Li, keep this matter under wraps for now. I’ve made a deal with him, and since I’m about to start shooting ’Detective in the Republic,’ it’s not good for the divorce news to come out now. We’ll announce it when the time is right."

Wang Li fell silent for a bit, everything had been planned without her, what was the point of being her manager?

"So there’s really no chance for you two?"

Knowing Qiao Xi’s husband was Boss Shen, Wang Li felt it was a pity.

But she still harbored some hope; if only the two could rekindle their love.

Qiao Xi affirmed, "There’s definitely no chance, but I have to keep playing the role of his wife."

"Say that again?!"

Wang Li’s voice got louder.

Qiao Xi said with resignation, "Anyway, that’s the situation, I don’t know how else to explain it."

They were in a tangled mess she couldn’t even sort out herself.

Wang Li was overwhelmed, "However President Shen is, he’d surely consider your relationship; how can it be good if this news breaks out one day without him?"

"I don’t know."

Qiao Xi rarely felt so lost.

Wang Li sighed, "Honey, sometimes when you can’t find the answer, just let it be."

If emotions that are complicated and chaotic smash head-on, eventually they will find resolution.

Everything has an answer.

Perhaps you don’t know what the answer is at this moment, but one day you will understand.

Like the blooming and withering of flowers, there’s a law to it.

Let it be.

Thinking of these four words, Qiao Xi’s mood suddenly became much clearer.

Being troubled by common worries was too foolish; if trapped in a puzzle, there’s no need to rush out, the fog will eventually clear.

Some things still need to be thought over.

The following evening,

Shen Dang had an event to attend, so he called Qiao Xi to let her know that someone would deliver dinner to her.

After hanging up with Shen Dang, Qiao Xi felt her heart mildly tugged again by him.

The heartstrings lightly stirred.

The dinner was delivered by Assistant Gao, who left right after setting down the food.

Qiao Xi opened the box and didn’t expect that the food inside would actually be from Tan Garden.