My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 327 - 326: I Realize My Status Is Getting Lower and Lower

Chapter 327: Chapter 326: I Realize My Status Is Getting Lower and Lower

Qu Jiashu spread his hands, "I can’t control how much Xie Paula wants to drink, but don’t worry, I’ll take care of her."

"Okay."

As a long-time friend, Qiao Xi felt assured.

Afterward, Qiao Xi and Shen Dang left Xiaotang Mountain.

The car raced along the highway, the night scene on both sides rapidly retracing.

Boss Shen, without glancing sideways, spoke in a low voice, "Girlfriend, can I stay at your place tonight?"

There was something seductive about the way he said "girlfriend."

However, Qiao Xi still responded sensibly, "No, Baola might come to my place."

Her face full of difficulties.

Boss Shen had to find another way, "How about you come over to my place? She might disturb you, if not just go to Yingyue Bay."

Their wedding house at Sheng Birch Mansion was always kept clean by someone.

"It’s fine."

Qiao Xi decided to go back to her own home.

She had initially planned to spend a few more days with Xie Baola in Hai City, but she was busy filming and needed to reserve her guest room for Baola.

Boss Shen clicked his tongue, pursing his lips with a hint of displeasure, "I feel my status is getting lower and lower."

Qiao Xi, harmless as could be, smiled, "Not really."

"Of course you wouldn’t feel it. You spent the whole day with your close sisters today, not even thinking about me."

Shen Dang’s voice carried a faint reproach.

The silent grievance almost burst out.

Cough...

Qiao Xi had no rebuttal.

She indeed hadn’t thought of Shen Dang while she was having fun outside.

"After all, I haven’t seen Baola for years. By the way, what did Baola talk to you about when she called you out?"

Qiao Xi changed the subject.

It was very noisy at the private room earlier, and she was too shy to ask then.

She was quite curious about what they had discussed.

"It was nothing much." Shen Dang smiled lazily, "She just urged me to treat you well."

Qiao Xi grinned, "As expected of my best friend."

Shen Dang hummed from his throat with some disdain, "Do you need her to tell you how well I treat you?"

Qiao Xi, trying to flatter, "Boss Shen treats me really well."

"Good to know."

Shen Dang’s lips slowly curled into a slight smile.

Qiao Xi snorted but couldn’t help but laugh.

She lazily leaned back in her seat, her delicate brows relaxed in her proud disarray.

She had drunk a few glasses of wine in the private room, and now, sitting in the car, she suddenly felt sleepy.

Shen Dang glanced at her and softened his voice a bit, "Sleep for a bit if you’re tired."

In this night scene, his voice carried an extra touch of tenderness, lightly etching itself in Qiao Xi’s heart.

"Okay."

As she relaxed, fatigue surged, and sure enough, Qiao Xi eventually fell asleep.

When the car stopped at Sheng Birch Mansion, Shen Dang couldn’t bear to wake her.

But thinking about her discomfort sleeping in the car and having to get up early the next day, Shen Dang eventually woke her.

"Xixi."

Qiao Xi was a light sleeper. Hearing Shen Dang’s voice, she opened her eyes.

"Are we home?"

"Yes, get some more sleep when we’re home."

Shen Dang suddenly leaned over, casting a shadow over her.

His breath followed, carrying a seductive scent of agarwood, which instantly quickened Qiao Xi’s heartbeat.

Qiao Xi looked at him tentatively, "What are you doing?"

So close to her.

Qiao Xi involuntarily thought of some unclean things.

Shen Dang, with a low smiling voice, teased, "What do you think I’m doing?"

Qiao Xi looked at him blankly, her eyes widened, "... How would I know what you’re thinking? I’m not a worm in your belly."

*Click* —

Shen Dang unbuckled Qiao Xi’s seatbelt.

At the sound, Qiao Xi knew she had misunderstood.

A ticklish feeling hit her heart.

Did she just think Shen Dang wanted to do something to her?

"I’m getting out now."

Qiao Xi tried to hastily scramble out of the car, but before she could, Shen Dang pulled her back with force.

His enticing breath spread across her entire ear, his voice seductive, "I indeed want to do something."

"???"

Qiao Xi’s ears instantly warmed up.

What was he talking about?

Before Qiao Xi could react, Shen Dang bowed his head and brushed against her lips.

Both had a hint of alcohol on their breath, faint but aromatic when close.

The scent acted like a catalyst.

A subtle mood arose unstated between Qiao Xi and Shen Dang.

Qiao Xi stared at Shen Dang’s magnified handsome face, his peach blossom eyes deep, their corners seductive as petals.

In the dimly lit car, his eyes bore a captivating luster.

Qiao Xi couldn’t escape, falling deep into the web of romance he spread.

Shen Dang’s kisses were tender and slow yet carried a sense of dominance as he ventured deeper into her lips, lightly savoring her sweetness.

Kiss by kiss, he gently landed each one.

Moving slowly from her lips to her jaw, cheeks, and finally lingering by her ears.

His warm and tender breath sprayed on her ear, almost as if drilling into her ear.

Qiao Xi shivered sharply, feeling an electric current travel from her ear straight to her spine.

It made her entire body momentarily weak.

Her body softly leaned against Shen Dang’s chest.

Feeling his breath gradually move downward from her neck, Qiao Xi struggled to clear herself from his mesmerizing influence and pushed him away.

Her clothes had been lifted, and one shoulder of her garment had slid down her arm, revealing a swath of snowy shoulder.

Qiao Xi bowed her head to tidy up her clothes.

Damn it.

She was really about to lose against Shen Dang’s charm.

They... they almost did something in the car...

Qiao Xi’s face turned so red it seemed the next second it could drip blood, thankfully the dim light hid some of her embarrassment.

But Shen Dang appeared even more disheveled than her.

His breathing was heavy, almost panting, hotter than before as if burning with a flame.

His dark eyes swirled with desire, those sharp eyes not fully retracted, as if still ready to pounce.

It seemed like he was about to do something to her again.

"Xixi..."

His voice was husky.

As if restraining something.

Even from a distance, Qiao Xi could feel his breath.

It carried a raw wildness.

The air inside the car felt thinner.

Qiao Xi felt she couldn’t stay any longer.

"I’ll go up first," Qiao Xi opened the car door and stepped out, slamming the door behind her.

She couldn’t bear to look at Shen Dang.

Qiao Xi paused for a moment, just a moment, then she hastened her steps and walked into the building.

Shen Dang watched her retreating back, his peach blossom eyes deep as ancient wells. He forcefully closed his eyes, several seconds passing without opening them, as if suppressing something.

After Qiao Xi was out of sight, Shen Dang suddenly chuckled lowly, resting his head on his hand.

He had just acted like a restless young boy.

Did he scare her?