My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 169 Sharing a Bed 1

Chapter 169: Chapter 169 Sharing a Bed 1

Assistant Gao came in with a group of bodyguards, "President Shen."

Shen Dang lazily dropped his dark eyes as if he found an extra second of looking at them a waste of his sight, "Please escort President Qiao and his family out, and from now on, IDC Capital will not receive President Qiao."

"Yes."

No matter how Qiao Zhenbin and his people begged for mercy, they were eventually driven out of IDC Capital.

As the saying goes, good news doesn’t go beyond the gate, while bad news spreads far and wide—this piece of news spread rapidly, and in less than a day, it reached the entire upper echelons of Hai City, becoming the talk of the town.

Although Qiao Xi wasn’t present, the gossip didn’t lack her name; some even speculated from the talk of the town that Qiao Xi and Shen Dang were surely going to divorce.

This almost made the ladies and daughters of Hai City’s elite want to set off fireworks to celebrate.

Qiao Xi heard the news back at her home.

However, she heard it in one ear and out the other, finding it amusing but not taking it to heart.

What she didn’t know was that Qiao Zhenbin had also gone to Sheng Birch Mansion to find her, but failed to locate her.

...

On New Year’s Eve.

Shen Dang brought Qiao Xi back to the Shen Family Mansion.

To add to the festive cheer, Old Master Shen specially dressed in a dark red Mandarin jacket.

Shen Hongxuan, urged by Ran Jing, wore a red sweater, and she herself also dressed in a red skirt.

Couplets were pasted and red lanterns hung around the house, creating a festivity-filled atmosphere everywhere, radiating joy and happiness.

The fireplace on the wall of the living room was burning, signaling a prosperous and booming New Year.

Seeing Qiao Xi arrive, Old Master Shen and Ran Jing were delighted.

She had entered alongside Shen Dang, but it seemed as though they only had eyes for Qiao Xi, not even noticing Shen Dang.

"Xixi is here."

"Xixi, come sit over here with mom."

Shen Dang: "..."

Was he, such a big man, invisible here?

Qiao Xi couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile and obediently said, "Happy New Year, Grandpa, and New Year wishes to you too, mom and dad."

It had been a long time since Qiao Xi had celebrated the New Year at home, and she had forgotten this atmosphere. She felt somewhat unaccustomed to it but also thought it was a very warm and affectionate scene.

This was how she imagined a home should be.

Qiao Xi sat down between the two.

Shen Dang then covered his mouth and coughed to draw the family’s attention.

Old Master Shen noticed him, glanced over, and said, "If you’ve caught a cold, stay away from me. Don’t infect this old man during the New Year."

Shen Dang: "..."

He was lost for words.

Didn’t Grandpa used to dote on him the most?

Had his value as a grandson suddenly dropped?

Qiao Xi saw Shen Dang’s aggrieved look and couldn’t help but laugh softly.

So funny.

Hearing her laugh, Shen Dang looked up, his handsome brows lifting slightly, "Happy, are you?"

Qiao Xi quietly rolled her eyes at him and lowered her gaze demurely, replying, "Of course I’m happy to spend the New Year with Grandpa, mom, and dad."

Shen Dang clicked his tongue. Teacher Qiao always knew exactly what to say, knowing full well he wasn’t asking about that.

Shen Hongxuan patted Shen Dang’s shoulder, "Ah Dang, come with me for a moment, I have something I need to ask you."

Shen Dang lazily "Hmm"ed and followed Shen Hongxuan to another side.

After the conversation, Shen Dang leisurely strolled back and raised his eyes to see Ran Jing holding Qiao Xi’s hand and chatting.

"Xixi, I’ve prepared your room a long time ago, just waiting for you guys to come. You should stay over at home tonight."

Old Master Shen, his face featuring an accommodating smile, echoed, "Yes, tomorrow on the first day of the New Year, our family can play mahjong together."

Qiao Xi: "..."

Qiao Xi’s body jolted.

No, how could they stay here?

Qiao Xi instinctively looked at Shen Dang.

Shen Dang lazily and lightly smiled, "Xixi has to go back for filming tomorrow; she won’t have any time for mahjong."

"Ah?" Ran Jing touched Qiao Xi’s hand with concern, "That’s too exhausting, to only have a few days off."

Qiao Xi offered a genial smile, "That’s how it is on set. Having a few days off is already considered pretty good."

Old Master Shen looked at Shen Dang gloomily, "Ah Dang, then you must send Xixi off tomorrow."

It would be even better if he could take her to Jiang City.

Shen Dang’s voice was gentle, "Do you even need to ask?"

Old Master Shen snorted, fearing his grandson might act foolishly.

The Shen Family prepared a lavish New Year’s Eve dinner, but the Old Madam never showed up, not even coming downstairs for the meal.

After Qiao Xi finished the New Year’s Eve dinner with them, she returned to the living room.

Outside, snow had started to fall at some point, and it was a heavy, feather-like snow, reflected in a pale yellow light by the lamps in front of the mansion.

Qiao Xi’s brow furrowed imperceptibly.

At that moment, Old Master Shen took out a red envelope.

"Xixi, you must be happy in the new year."

Qiao Xi looked at the red envelope and suddenly froze, "Grandpa, this, I..."

Qiao Xi wanted to decline.

Old Master Shen put on an annoyed face, "You must accept this; it’s Grandpa’s wishes."

Qiao Xi could only accept.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

"Good child."

Ran Jing also took out a red envelope, "Xixi, this is from mom and dad to you; you and Ah Dang need to get along well."

It was their most sincere blessing.

Qiao Xi’s lashes drooped, masking the emotion in her eyes, her lips gently curved into a faint smile, "Thank you, mom and dad."

Shen Dang: "Save it for our children."

Qiao Xi: "..."

If the elders weren’t present, she’d strangle him. He was really testing her patience!

Sure enough, Old Master Shen got excited, "What’s given to Xixi is hers. Our children will have their share in the future; they can’t compete with Xixi."

Shen Dang nodded, "What Grandpa says goes."

Qiao Xi: "..."

Dalang came to take his medicine.

Chatting and the time flew by quickly; the television was broadcasting a variety show, a room filled with laughter and joy.

The snow outside showed no signs of stopping.

Qiao Xi glanced outside, then quietly tugged at the sleeve of Shen Dang’s clothing.

Shen Dang tilted his head slightly toward her, "What’s up?"

Qiao Xi whispered into his ear, "Should we head back now?"

Shen Dang glanced at the time on the wall; it was past nine, indeed time for them to head back.

Shen Dang’s eyes reflected gentleness, "Grandpa, mom, and dad, we will be leaving first. Xixi has to catch a flight tomorrow."

Ran Jing looked at them, her eyes conveying deep reluctance, "Ah, leaving already? Perhaps..."

Shen Dang spoke mildly, "It’s getting late; we’ll come over another time."

Just then, the butler entered from outside, "Young master, Young Madam, it looks like you won’t be able to return. The snow is falling heavily now, and the ground is already covered. It won’t be easy to travel from here, and it’s not safe so late."

Qiao Xi: "..."

How could this happen just at the right time?

With a toothy grin, Ran Jing said, "Well then, that settles it, you’re staying the night. Leave tomorrow."

Shen Dang stepped outside to have a look, returning with a coldness enveloping him.

He told Qiao Xi, "Let’s wait until tomorrow."

Qiao Xi: "..."

Are you serious?

Qiao Xi didn’t see it coming. She wanted to go outside and see for herself, but that seemed too intentional.

Afraid of tipping off the elders, she didn’t move, though sitting there made her somewhat restless.

Shen Dang narrowed his eyes and asked Ran Jing, "Mom, do we have any fireworks here?"