My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 155 But I Know About You and Him

Chapter 155: Chapter 155 But I Know About You and Him

"Ah, ah!"

Qiao Xi struggled even harder.

"Don’t!"

"Brother Chu Ting!"

Only these few words could be vaguely made out from Qiao Xi’s voice.

She kept struggling, her wrist bleeding, tinting the rope a slight red.

Tears fell heavily from Qiao Xi’s eyes.

It was a look of utter desperation.

The gunfire had ended at some unknown time, and Mo Qing had also called "Cut."

But Qiao Xi had not yet come out of her role.

She lay on the ground, continuously sobbing.

Her silent tears made the female staff around her start to sob quietly too.

The instant Mo Qing yelled "Cut," everyone rushed towards Qiao Xi.

Chu Xiuyun moved quickly, but Su Tutu, who was closest, reached her first.

Su Tutu held the trembling Qiao Xi and gently peeled off the tape from her mouth.

"It’s okay, Xixi."

Staff members untied the ropes from her body, and Qiao Xi collapsed into Su Tutu’s arms.

Su Tutu gently stroked Qiao Xi’s back, "I’m here for you, ah, I’ll always be with you."

Chu Xiuyun’s eyes reddened as he watched, "Xixi!"

He had never seen her cry so miserably, it was as if someone was squeezing his heart, causing a throbbing pain.

Chu Xiuyun wanted to hold Qiao Xi, but Su Tutu slapped his hand away, "Don’t touch her!"

Qin Mo’s expression was a bit solemn, "She hasn’t come out of the role yet."

Qin Mo had not expected such a strong reaction from Qiao Xi this time.

"Xixi!"

Chu Xiuyun was very worried.

Su Tutu was annoyed, her tone harsh, "Young Master Chu, you shouldn’t be causing trouble now!"

Chu Xiuyun was somewhat dazed, his expression cold and helpless, "I’m not causing trouble, Xixi needs me."

He really wanted to hold Qiao Xi and comfort her.

At that moment, Jiang Yongge was already making a call to Boss Shen, but couldn’t get through, and was extremely anxious.

Turning around and seeing Chu Xiuyun glaring, Jiang Yongge approached Qiao Xi, "Young Master Chu, Qiao Xi’s emotions can only be calmed by herself. You don’t understand filmmaking, you shouldn’t be here causing trouble."

Qiao Xi didn’t seem to need him either.

But Jiang Yongge didn’t dare say that.

Chu Xiuyun, "..."

He wasn’t causing trouble!

After a while, Qiao Xi’s emotions slowly settled. Her lashes drooped, casting a faint shadow over her pale skin.

Qiao Xi was still somewhat down.

Mo Qing leisurely approached, holding a thermos, "Are you okay?"

Qiao Xi’s eyes were still red, she nodded at his question, "I’m okay."

Mo Qing blew on the floating goji berries, "Then I’m relieved."

Su Tutu rolled her eyes, "Director, you’re still in the mood for tea?"

"This isn’t tea, it’s life-saving medicine." Mo Qing looked at Qiao Xi and complimented her, "You did well just now, keep it up."

Mo Qing seldom praised people.

Movie Emperor Jiang didn’t need his praise.

But his praise showed that Mo Qing was very satisfied with Qiao Xi’s performance this time.

Qiao Xi lifted her gaze, her eyes, wet from the water, shimmered like a tranquil lake, undisturbed.

Her voice was soft and light, "Director, can I have some of that life-saving medicine? I’m so cold now!"

Mo Qing slightly lifted his chin, "It’s brewing in the kettle, help yourself."

Bei Bei immediately said, "I’ll get it!"

Seeing others bustling around Qiao Xi, Chu Xiuyun, unable to squeeze in, looked quite upset.

"Xixi, didn’t you say you’d chat with me after shooting?"

Mo Qing glanced at Chu Xiuyun and left a casual remark before leaving, "We won’t finish shooting till late tonight."

Qiao Xi looked at him, "Young Master Chu, the director is right, I have a lot of scenes today."

Chu Xiuyun, "..."

Qiao Xi didn’t really want to talk to Chu Xiuyun, her face cold, her voice wrapped in indifference, "Let’s talk after I’m done shooting today."

"Xixi," Chu Xiuyun suddenly smiled enigmatically, "I won’t force you, but I know about you and him."

Qiao Xi saw him silently mouth two words.

Her gaze was as cold as ice congealed in the deep winter, "Wait a moment, I’ll ask the director for an hour off."

A while later, Qiao Xi got into Chu Xiuyun’s car.

Her phoenix eyes half-lowered, "Speak directly, what are you here for today?"

Chu Xiuyun started the car, a playful smile on his lips, "No rush, don’t you have an hour?"

"If it can be said in less time, I think it probably wouldn’t take an hour, besides, I’m not really interested in talking."

She always kept a layer of distance from others, cold and indifferent, clearly defined.

But Chu Xiuyun clearly felt that when she was with Boss Shen, it felt different.

Thoughts surged in his heart, and Chu Xiuyun somewhat uncontrollably desired to claim her as his own.

He sped up, the branches and leaves weighed down by snow quickly receding outside the window, "Then I need to find a place for us to talk thoroughly."

Qiao Xi frowned, but said nothing.

Midway, Chu Xiuyun abruptly pulled the car to the side of the road.

"Xixi, wait for me a moment."

Chu Xiuyun got out of the car and walked toward a pharmacy.

In a few minutes, he was back, handing something to Qiao Xi.

"Take this."

"What is this?"

"For abrasions."

Qiao Xi refused, "No need."

Chu Xiuyun’s expression darkened, "Why be so dedicated to acting, you don’t even notice your own hands are raw. If you don’t use medicine, you’re just torturing yourself."

Chu Xiuyun bluntly stated, "The ointment is 105 yuan."

Qiao Xi, "..."

Qiao Xi caught his implication.

Chu Xiuyun said, "The body is your own, there’s no need to reject this medicine just because I bought it. You don’t care about yourself, but I do."

Qiao Xi’s brows furrowed tightly, almost able to kill a fly with them, "...What do you actually mean?"

Chu Xiuyun didn’t answer, his face cold as he continued to drive.

Qiao Xi wondered if he knew something. She transferred the money to Chu Xiuyun, "You can collect the red packet later."

Her skin was delicate, her wrists had been rubbed raw, only now feeling the burning pain.

In the past few days, Qiao Xi had gotten used to applying medicine for Boss Shen, so treating her own wounds didn’t feel too difficult.

She endured the pain.

Looking at her own wound, Qiao Xi suddenly thought of Boss Shen.

If this little injury hurt her, how much more painful must Boss Shen’s acid-burned wounds be?

Qiao Xi stored the ointment away, turning to look out the car window, her expression casting a faint shadow.

Chu Xiuyun glanced at her, feeling her heavy heart.

In a certain coffee shop.

Chu Xiuyun and Qiao Xi sat face to face.

He ordered a hot Americano for Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi looked up from her phone, "You can collect the money for the ointment first."

Chu Xiuyun smiled wryly, "Xixi, do you really need to separate things this clearly with me?"

"Of course." Qiao Xi nodded without hesitation, "I’m a married woman now, I don’t want him to misunderstand."

Chu Xiuyun found the word "husband" uttered by Qiao Xi particularly grating.

He scoffed repeatedly, "But didn’t you two divorce?"

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