My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 280: When do you and Xixi plan to remarry?

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: When do you and Xixi plan to remarry?

"Before, he was my husband, and he will also be my husband in the future."

He might have exaggerated a bit by saying this now, but he spoke these words with solemn seriousness.

He concealed his usual laziness, his expression very serious.

It seemed he was certain about this unknown affair.

Qiao Xi: "..."

She was rendered speechless.

Chen Jiayan: "..."

Since he says he’s the husband, why doesn’t he directly call her ’mom’ instead of ’auntie’?

Qiao Xi wanted to deny it, but she didn’t want her mother to worry from heaven, so she tacitly accepted what Shen Dang said.

Few outsiders knew about her divorce from Shen Dang.

After all, it hadn’t been officially announced.

Qiao Xi didn’t bother too much about it.

After the memorial service, Qiao Xi said quietly to them, "You guys go outside and wait for me, I want to talk to my mom a bit more."

Shen Dang hooked her fingertip, his eyes somewhat resentful, "Can’t I listen?"

Qiao Xi looked at him, her phoenix eyes shimmering brilliantly, translucent and bright, "Right, it’s a whisper, you can’t listen."

Shen Dang rubbed her head resignedly, "...Then, I’ll leave."

Shen Dang walked back, and Chen Jiayan followed.

The two reached the car, one after the other, and Shen Dang took a cigarette packet and a lighter from inside the car.

He opened the cigarette packet and offered one to Chen Jiayan.

Chen Jiayan raised his hand to refuse, "Thank you, I don’t smoke."

Shen Dang pulled out a cigarette, fiddled with it in his hand, and didn’t light it up.

His eyes half-lowered, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, his expression languid, emotions hidden in his eyes.

Chen Jiayan looked at him and was the first to ask, "Boss Shen, when do you and Xixi plan to remarry?"

Shen Dang lifted his gaze, his eyes glinting in the light, but still imperceptible.

"You seem to care a lot about Xixi."

He smiled faintly.

Chen Jiayan gave a cold smile, "I watched Xixi grow up, what brother doesn’t care about his sister?"

His latter words softened the faint hostility in Shen Dang’s eyes.

Shen Dang tugged at the corner of his lips slightly and smiled, "So President Chen is asking this as a brother?"

Chen Jiayan quipped back leisurely, "What else?"

He knew Shen Dang was possessive, and Chen Jiayan didn’t want his presence to cause any misunderstandings.

He wished the best for Xixi, naturally for them as well.

Chen Jiayan’s smile was elegant and light, "Xixi suffered a lot before, as a brother, this is all I can do."

"We will remarry," Shen Dang said with certainty.

Qiao Xi was the person he wanted, there was no doubt about it.

Chen Jiayan gauged him, his tone and expression rather indifferent, "But it seems Xixi is somewhat reluctant now."

The statement was delivered lightly, but it was somewhat piercing.

Shen Dang frowned slightly, scoffed, "She will want to later."

What he wanted was the future.

Chen Jiayan looked at him and laughed softly, "Xixi wants security, given her family circumstances, what she lacks is exactly what she wants; without enough security, she wouldn’t want it."

Shen Dang lowered his head and lit the lighter, the wind here made the flame flicker out instantly.

He shielded the wind with his fingers, lighting up a cigarette as the flame rose, his demeanor nobly detached.

He took a lazy, resigned drag, the smoke clouding his handsome face lightly, his husky voice resonating, "You know her well?"

Chen Jiayan softly said, "Boss Shen, if you want to know anything, you can ask me."

Shen Dang scoffed dismissively, "No need."

He would slowly come to understand Qiao Xi himself, thoroughly.

He didn’t need to ask others.

Chen Jiayan sincerely said, "I hope you will always treat Xixi well."

"That goes without saying."

In the distance, a car approached, the noise prominent, quickly stopping beside their car.

Qiao Zhenbin got out of the car.

He hadn’t expected to encounter Shen Dang here, feeling somewhat uneasy.

He now had nothing left.

Seeing Shen Dang was like a mouse seeing a cat.

"President Shen."

Chen Jiayan glanced at Qiao Zhenbin, a hint of coldness in his eyes; he fluttered his eyelashes to cover his emotions and withdrew his gaze nonchalantly.

As if he had seen a stranger he did not recognize.

Shen Dang’s expression was openly cold, his voice wrapped in chill, "President Qiao, what brings you here?"

Qiao Zhenbin hesitated before speaking, "I... I came to have a look."

After wandering aimlessly for several days, the upheaval in the Qiao Family and Wang Wen’s betrayal made him suddenly reminisce about the good in that woman.

Thinking that today was her death anniversary, although he hadn’t been here for many years, today he couldn’t help but drive to the cemetery.

Most people only reminisce the beauty of the past when they’ve lost everything.

But time never gives room for regret.

"Have a look?" Shen Dang scoffed coldly, his sarcasm unapologetic, "What right does President Qiao have to come here and look?"

"I..."

Shen Dang didn’t want to listen to him, cutting him off coldly, "Xixi probably doesn’t want to see you, President Qiao, you should leave now."

Qiao Zhenbin was very annoyed, unable to vent in the presence of Shen Dang, he could only restrain himself, his face pale as a cucumber.

"President Shen, I came to visit my wife, it seems it’s none of your business, right?"

"If it’s none of Shen Dang’s business, then is it my business?"

A clear and emotionless voice rose.

Everyone turned to look at Qiao Xi.

Her delicate face was expressionless, only her phoenix eyes were somber, and slightly red-rimmed.

As if she had been crying.

A twinge shot through Shen Dang’s heart, and he grasped Qiao Xi’s hand.

Qiao Zhenbin didn’t know how to face his daughter, but years of habit still made him unconsciously assume a father’s demeanor.

"Even if you break off our father-daughter relationship, I am still your blood relative, and your mom is still my wife. As a daughter, are you going to stop me from visiting her?! I’m telling you, there’s no daughter like you!"

Qiao Xi’s lips curled into a sneer, "So, fortunately, I’m not your daughter anymore, and you don’t need to visit her. Someone who hasn’t come here in over ten years, you suddenly come today because you realized Wang Wen betrayed you and now have regrets?"

Her eyes flashed with mockery, "Have you ever thought this is retribution?"

Her words were sharp, "Your betrayal of my mom will never be erased in your lifetime; even if you came to repent, there’s no need, understand?"

"I just want to see her!"

Qiao Zhenbin bellowed, his voice heavy.

His blood surged suddenly, spreading to his brain and making his heart "thump" as if about to leap from his throat.

Qiao Zhenbin braced against the car, clutching his chest, his eyes angrily fixed on Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi coldly watched him, scoffing, "Fine then, go and see, kneel down and properly repent for your sins!"

Although the late repentance seemed laughable.

No one needed it.

But his regrets today were only a result of his own faults.

She also wouldn’t forgive everything past because of his repentance.

Never.