My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 142 Who Can Save Him?

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Who Can Save Him?

Qiao Xi’s eyes lowered, her tone indifferent as she said, "No, just casually looking around."

Any sound would do.

Qiao Xi was still focused on the food.

She stopped eating when she was half full.

She was a big star after all, and eating hot pot late at night felt a bit sinful.

Shen Dang raised his eyes to see her tilting her head back to drink a glass of water, her white and smooth swan neck was very pretty.

It was vivid and appealing.

Shen Dang’s Adam’s apple unconsciously moved up and down.

"Done eating?"

Shen Dang’s voice was husky and deep as he spoke.

"Enough, eating too much makes it easy to gain weight," Qiao Xi said offhandedly.

"You’re not fat," Shen Dang said, stroking his chin, his dark gaze falling on Qiao Xi’s slender waist: "You’re actually very thin."

But then again, female stars were usually a bit more strict with their figures.

Qiao Xi: "..."

Qiao Xi felt his gesture and gaze were somewhat rogue-like.

Her face was already a bit red from the hot pot, and now it turned even redder: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Dang’s gaze shifted to her face, and seeing her annoyed, he smiled lazily and indifferently, "I’m just stating a fact, meaning you can eat a little more and it won’t matter. But Teacher Qiao seems to have misunderstood."

"It’s you twisting my words!" Qiao Xi retorted with a cold smile, "You should leave, I can clean up here myself."

Shen Dang settled back into the sofa like a boss: "Done with the meal and you’re asking me to leave?"

Isn’t this exactly burning the bridge after crossing the river?

"What else?"

Just as Shen Dang was about to speak, Qiao Xi cut him off decisively: "You’re not staying here overnight!"

Shen Dang clicked his tongue lightly.

"I can’t eat for free, since you’ve also eaten, let’s go Dutch, show me the bill."

Shen Dang tore up the takeout receipt into several pieces and threw it directly into the trash can.

He said, "Then let’s just say you owe me."

Qiao Xi laughed out of exasperation: "You really do owe a lot."

Shen Dang tilted his head, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he looked at her: "It’s not even midnight yet, I’m afraid of being seen; how about I leave a bit later?"

"...So why did you come here?"

Isn’t this just asking for trouble?

"Of course, because I was worried Teacher Qiao might be hungry."

"Well, thank you for that."

No matter how hungry she might have been, she shouldn’t have had this evening’s meal, but she had already eaten it and couldn’t just throw it back up.

The hot pot had a strong aroma, filling the living room with its intense scent.

Qiao Xi cleaned up and took the things to the kitchen, then opened a window in the living room to dissipate the smell.

The heating was on inside, and the cool breeze from outside drifted in, instantly dispersing some of the smell.

Qiao Xi stood by the window for a few minutes, feeling it was less stuffy, so she came back in.

Her voice mixed with the cold wind, sounding even colder: "Then Boss Shen, do as you please, just remember to leave later."

After speaking, Qiao Xi returned to her bedroom.

Shen Dang watched the window she had opened and couldn’t help but laugh, she went back to her bedroom, not worrying about him being cold with the window left open.

Past midnight, Shen Dang got up leisurely and left Qiao Xi’s room.

As he closed the door, he turned to see that the door across from him had opened.

Shen Dang: "..."

Jiang Yongge: "!!!"

Why was his boss coming out of Qiao Xi’s room?

Qiao Xi and his boss...

His boss and Qiao Xi...

Holy moly, what was going on between these two???

Shen Dang was momentarily stunned, but his expression returned to its usual calm and collected demeanor within a short second.

He had not run into anyone during these few visits and didn’t expect to have such a mishap tonight.

"It’s so cold outside, are you going out?"

Shen Dang asked in a scattered tone, looking utterly blasé.

Completely unaware that his presence had shocked Jiang Yongge enormously.

Jiang Yongge managed a smile: "I..."

Shen Dang scanned him from top to bottom, then, without saying anything more, walked towards the elevator.

Jiang Yongge thought for a moment, then closed the door and followed him: "President Shen."

Under-the-table deals were nothing new in the entertainment industry: he’s always kept his nose clean, but that didn’t mean the rest of the industry did.

He had never thought of linking Qiao Xi and Shen Dang together.

He was genuinely shocked by this revelation!

Jiang Yongge followed him into the elevator.

Shen Dang pressed the floor button, then turned his head and asked, "Which floor are you?"

"First floor."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Jiang Yongge carefully asked, "President Shen, what’s with you and Qiao Xi?"

"Your former boss’s wife."

Shen Dang’s hands were in his coat pockets, his posture exuding laziness.

His few indifferent words, however, struck Jiang Yongge’s heart like a hammer.

He was dumbfounded, so, they weren’t in the kind of relationship he had imagined?

But—

President Shen said "former boss’s wife," which implied... that Qiao Xi’s mysterious husband was his own boss?!

Oh my, what a revelation!

Jiang Yongge thought about it, suddenly shuddering: "You’ve divorced?"

"Planning to remarry."

Shen Dang’s tone was as indifferent as it could get, as if he was merely discussing the weather.

Jiang Yongge: "..."

Oh my God! What kind of blockbuster secret had he uncovered!

They divorced and now they were planning on remarrying...

Was this something he should even know about?

"Let’s pretend you didn’t see anything tonight."

Shen Dang’s eyelids drooped, his gaze and expression very indifferent, with a hint of worldly weariness.

Jiang Yongge felt intense pressure.

He didn’t want to know about these things at all!

"Hmm?"

The rising inflection brought a sense of pressure.

Jiang Yongge almost raised his hand to swear, "I definitely won’t tell anyone!"

The elevator stopped, and Shen Dang stepped out.

Jiang Yongge stood at the entrance of the hotel in a daze, then suddenly turned back.

He was so shocked by the news he no longer felt like having a midnight snack!

...

The next day at the set, Qiao Xi found that Jiang Yongge looked at her a bit strangely.

Moreover, during their scene, he was distracted once, causing Mo Qing to call NG.

It was his first NG since joining the crew.

Qiao Xi was somewhat perplexed.

"Teacher Jiang, what’s with you today?"

"I..." Jiang Yongge moved a bit further away from her: "I probably just didn’t sleep well last night."

His smile was no different from any other day.

And wasn’t it a night of poor sleep? Almost enough to make him want to knock himself out.

Being a performer is indeed difficult; although it looks glamorous on the surface, the pressure is significant.

Qiao Xi expressed her understanding: "Teacher Jiang, you could try lighting some aromatherapy, it helps with sleep."

"Thank you."

What he actually wanted to say was—Qiao Xi, you are my goddess!

Wasn’t she a goddess indeed, capturing his boss so quietly—it was none other than her, the Goddess of Divine Beauty!

The two of them were too sly.

In the midst of these rapid thoughts, Jiang Yongge recalled Shen Dang mentioning visiting the set to check on him...

It turns out the boss didn’t come for him but for his boss’s wife.

He really had been too full of himself.

Jiang Yongge felt terribly uncomfortable.

Not because of anything in particular, but because he knew a huge secret that he couldn’t share with anyone.

The discomfort was too real!

Who could come and save him?