My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 318 - 317: Showing Off Affection in the Brothers Group

Chapter 318: Chapter 317: Showing Off Affection in the Brothers Group

Qiao Xi’s naturally cool voice carried a hint of joy.

After Shen Dang had dropped her off in the morning, he left first.

Qiao Xi didn’t know he would come.

"I’ll be waiting for you at the usual place."

Qiao Xi pursed her lips, her rosy lips curving into a faint smile, "Then I’ll come find you right now."

Shen Dang didn’t hang up the phone, but asked indifferently, "The director said the recording would end after three, why did it take so long?"

"The trainees didn’t want to let me go, I chatted with them for a while."

It was the night of forming the groups; everyone was very happy.

Although Qiao Xi was just a special guest, seeing everyone working so hard and the young blood making the stage so lively, she couldn’t help but be moved watching them come all this way.

Shen Dang could hear the refined laughter of Qiao Xi passing through.

He couldn’t help but curve his eyes, "How does it feel participating in a variety show?"

At that moment, Shen Dang stretched his arm and leaned it on the car window, his slender fingertips pinching a cigarette.

The glow of the cigarette butt flickered on and off.

A wisp of ash slowly drifted downwards, falling on the ground, then scattered by the wind.

He drew back his hand, slightly lifting his chin to take a puff of the cigarette.

His nonchalant demeanor carried the arrogance that only someone of his status possessed.

His expression was languid, his eyes squinting as he chuckled softly.

Qiao Xi spoke in a clear and light voice, "How to put it, I can’t say it was good or bad, I just feel variety shows aren’t really for me."

Fortunately, she wasn’t any sort of judge.

Qiao Xi’s words on the show, confronting Qiao Nan, had made her instantly famous in the variety show circle.

There were also fans suggesting she should participate in another variety show, any would do; as a beautiful woman, who wouldn’t love to watch her?

As long as her face appeared on camera, it was equivalent to generating traffic.

But Qiao Xi had never thought about focusing on variety shows.

Acting in films was enough for her.

"Why don’t you think it suits you?" Shen Dang asked languidly.

He had watched "Dream Chasing Camp," and Qiao Xi’s performance was quite good.

The audience had a Fairy filter for her, most netizens were rather fond of her.

It was all because of her ethereal and cool beauty.

Qiao Xi couldn’t quite articulate why she felt unsuited; she spoke indifferently, "Maybe I just think filming movies is more important."

Qiao Xi saw Shen Dang’s car parked not far ahead.

She hung up the phone.

Shen Dang also saw Qiao Xi’s figure through the rearview mirror.

He simply opened the car door, got out, snuffed out the cigarette on the trash can, then walked over to the passenger side.

As Qiao Xi approached, he leaned slightly towards her, "Let’s go buy some groceries and cook dinner at home."

His voice was low and enticing.

Qiao Xi raised an eyebrow, the corners of her eyes and brows smiling, "Is Boss Shen going to showcase his culinary skills again?"

It had been two months since she had last tasted the food made by Shen Dang.

All of a sudden, she quite missed it.

Shen Dang asked nonchalantly, "Don’t you like it?"

Unable to hold back her laughter, Qiao Xi said, "It’s pretty good."

Shen Dang couldn’t resist ruffling her hair, his voice warm and deep, "Get in."

The car quickly left the scene.

There was a large supermarket near Qiao Xi’s home.

Shen Dang parked the car directly in front of the supermarket and walked in hand in hand with Qiao Xi.

"What would you like to eat tonight?" Shen Dang asked, turning to her.

With a plethora of ingredients all around, Qiao Xi was overwhelmed with choices.

She looked up to meet Shen Dang’s dark eyes, her own eyes bending, "Whatever you make, I’ll eat, you’re the chef after all."

Sometimes, when she had some free time at home, she would wonder: what should I eat for lunch or dinner? She would flip through the food delivery app for a long time and still have no idea what to order—in this day and age, even choosing what to eat could lead to decision fatigue.

She didn’t want to choose anymore.

She’d leave it all up to Boss Shen.

Shen Dang’s gaze wandered from her smiling eyes to hers, and he clicked his tongue, "Is there nothing you’re particularly craving?"

Qiao Xi furrowed her brows in thought and said seriously, "Pineapple fried rice, then."

Shen Dang, "...Is it that simple?"

There was no challenge in it for his culinary skills.

Qiao Xi pouted, "Yes, it’s that simple. Just make that."

Qiao Xi had once had pineapple fried rice after coming back from a film set, and the taste was so bad it stayed with her.

A memorable experience indeed.

She needed to rescue her taste buds.

"Alright then," Shen Dang said with a hook of his lips and a faint smile, "Why wouldn’t I fulfill a request from my girlfriend?"

Qiao Xi, "..."

With an indifferent glance, Qiao Xi started pushing the cart ahead.

Shen Dang followed within a few steps.

Qiao Xi eyed the pineapples on the shelf.

Each one looked good, but who knew how they would taste.

Too sour, and she wouldn’t like it.

If sugar was added to the rice, she felt the taste would be odd.

Picking up a pineapple and then setting it back down, she said with a hint of pride, "You pick."

Without saying a word, Shen Dang picked up the pineapple she had put back and placed it in the cart, then naturally took her hand and said, "Let’s go, let’s check out other stuff."

After wandering the supermarket for about half an hour, they had almost filled the cart.

Qiao Xi felt they had too many things, but Boss Shen didn’t seem to mind.

He probably wanted to buy the entire supermarket.

In the end, Shen Dang paid the bill.

Back at Qiao Xi’s home, Shen Dang walked toward the kitchen while rolling up his sleeves.

Without much hesitation, Qiao Xi also followed him into the kitchen to help out.

Sitting by without doing anything seemed too awkward.

She thought about learning a few tricks from Boss Shen.

Over an hour later, a rich dinner was laid out on the dining table.

When Shen Dang had come up, he brought a bottle of red wine from the car trunk and poured it into the decanter leisurely.

With perfect preparation, Shen Dang didn’t forget to take a photo.

Hesitating, Qiao Xi couldn’t help but ask him, "What are you doing?"

Surely he wasn’t copying others by eating after posting on social media, right?

His Moments were few and the latest one was still the photo of them holding hands from last time.

Plus, his shameless "Universal reply."

Qiao Xi was embarrassed even to click on his social media feed.

Just unbearable.

Previously, Qiao Xi had subtly suggested that Shen Dang should delete that Moment, but it seemed Boss Shen didn’t catch her hint and hadn’t deleted it.

In the end, Qiao Xi didn’t bother with it anymore.

"What else would I be doing?" Boss Shen said, "Taking a photo to commemorate."

These simple words were very matter-of-fact.

Qiao Xi, "..."

Then, Shen Dang casually posted the photo to his WeChat Moments, "Simple and plain, a meal with my family."

After the last lovey-dovey Moments post, everyone was wondering how long it would be before Boss Shen posted again.

And now, here it was.

"Home-cooked meal, looks delicious, Boss Shen is lucky."

Shen Dang replied, "I cooked it."

The commenter wanted to delete their comment, but the subject himself had replied; what use was it to delete now?

They could only awkwardly continue, "Mrs. Shen is lucky."

Shen Dang responded again, "No, I am the lucky one to have her."

The person stared at the reply on their phone, speechless, not knowing how to respond.

Was this really the same enigmatic Boss Shen they knew?

Was it?

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