My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 134: Receiving an Unidentified Express Delivery

Chapter 134: Chapter 134: Receiving an Unidentified Express Delivery

Wei Xue wiped her tears and stubbornly denied, "No, you saw wrong."

"You hate Qiao Xi too, don’t you?"

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

Qiao Xi was still a senior in her company; even if Wei Xue hated her, she wouldn’t admit it openly.

"I just saw you running out of Qiao Xi’s dressing room, did something upset you?"

"What are you trying to say?"

No one hates another without reason, and Wei Xue was still somewhat on guard.

She hated Qiao Xi, but she didn’t want to be used as a pawn by others.

"Do me a favor, it’s very simple."

Wei Xue took a step back, "I won’t help you."

The person was not flustered, even seemed to have a winning hand, "No problem, you can think it over and give me a response later."

...

There was a night scene to be shot tonight.

When Qiao Xi returned to the hotel after filming, it was already eleven o’clock.

"We still have to shoot early tomorrow. Work a bit harder these few days." Qiao Xi patted Bei Bei on the shoulder.

Bei Bei shook her head, "Not at all. Sister Xi, you’re working harder than I am. Go to sleep early when you get back, and don’t read the script anymore."

"Mhm."

Just after Qiao Xi came out of the shower, she heard someone pressing the doorbell.

She looked through the peephole on the door and recognized the receptionist.

She opened the door.

"Goddess Qiao, there’s a package for you. It was left at the front desk, so I brought it up for you."

Qiao Xi smiled at her, "Thank you, I appreciate it."

"It’s no trouble at all."

Being able to meet her idol, she couldn’t contain her happiness.

"I’ll go back now, Goddess. Rest early!"

Several receptionists at the hotel were fans of Qiao Xi and adored her tremendously.

Qiao Xi, holding the cardboard box, closed the door. She was about to open the package when she saw the name and phone number on it.

The name was Shen Dang, but the number was not the familiar four 4s.

Could this be Boss Shen’s prank?

Qiao Xi thought about calling Shen Dang to ask, but then she suddenly remembered how they had parted on bad terms half a month ago.

Maybe she shouldn’t bother him?

But the package was indeed strange.

If it really was sent by Shen Dang, it was probably wise not to open it. Who knew why he would send her something out of the blue?

And without even telling her.

Lost in thought, she inadvertently dialed the number.

Shen Dang’s low and calm voice came through, "Hello?"

Qiao Xi came back to her senses, realizing she had accidentally made the call.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips, "Hello, it’s me."

"Calling me so late at night? I haven’t gone to bed yet. Interrupting my dreams isn’t happening."

Shen Dang’s voice was lazy, exuding a frivolous and nonchalant air.

What was he thinking?

Qiao Xi frowned, "What did you send me?"

Shen Dang’s handsome brows lifted slightly, "You might be mistaken; I haven’t sent you anything."

"...Is that so."

But his name was on it.

Shen Dang’s eyes narrowed, "You received a package with my name on it?"

Could someone know of his relation with Qiao Xi and use his name to target her?

Shen Dang couldn’t help but overthink it; the matter was serious, considering she was a public figure.

"Yes, it has your name, but not your phone number."

"Call the police!"

His voice was rough, resonating in the cold winter night, somehow conveying a sense of safety, "You haven’t opened the package, have you?"

"...No."

She had been about to.

"Call the police first."

Shen Dang hung up on Qiao Xi and dialed President Sheng.

President Sheng was still in Jiang City with his wife and hadn’t returned after several days.

When the phone rang,

Su Tutu propped herself up, "Honey, your phone."

"Ignore it."

President Sheng.

The call went unanswered, and in a few seconds, the persistent ringtone sounded again.

Su Tutu, "Is it something important?"

President Sheng covered her mouth and couldn’t bear to let go.

He cared not for others at that moment; his time with his wife was what mattered most!

Unable to reach President Sheng, Shen Dang called someone else.

Su Tutu struggled, "My phone."

President Sheng grunted, took Su Tutu’s phone, and squinted at the screen.

"Boss Shen... Shen Dang?"

Su Tutu’s eyes widened.

"Why would Boss Shen call me? It must be something important," Su Tutu’s voice was husky.

"Sweetheart, be quiet."

President Sheng placed the phone aside and turned on the speaker.

"Taking so long to answer, what are you doing?"

Shen Dang was impatient.

"Making babies."

President Sheng’s reply was succinct and even more impatient.

Having been interrupted at a crucial moment, who could stay calm?

Su Tutu’s face flushed with embarrassment, not expecting President Sheng to be so blunt; did she even care about her reputation anymore?

Su Tutu bit him on purpose.

She’d see if he dared to talk nonsense again!

Her body felt both numb and sore.

Shen Dang was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly clicked his tongue, "Someone used my name to send something to Qiao Xi. Go see what’s happening."

"What?"

At this, Su Tutu gasped out loud.

President Sheng ended the call immediately.

He hugged Su Tutu tight.

Su Tutu’s gaze was full of lingering affection, like a seductive sprite.

She kissed his Adam’s apple, "Good husband, hold me and let’s shower quickly."

Her coquettish voice was dripping with seduction and intimacy.

President Sheng restrained the urge to devour her again.

As Su Tutu and President Sheng reached the upstairs, the police of Jiang City, having been notified, arrived.

Taking Qiao Xi’s hand in concern, Su Tutu’s face was filled with anxiety, "Xixi, what’s going on? Are you okay?"

Qiao Xi patted her hand reassuringly, "I’m fine; don’t worry."

The police opened the package—a dead rat was inside, an ugly prank by someone.

After filing the case, the police took the package to investigate and see if they could find any fingerprints.

President Sheng, in a grave voice, addressed the police, "Let me know immediately once you have news. You must find the person behind this."

"Yes, President Sheng."

Su Tutu turned to Mo Qing, "Director, let’s change Xi’s room. We don’t know who’s behind this. It’s a dead rat today, but we don’t know what it might be next time. It’s simply despicable!"

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