My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 34 What Can You Give Me

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 What Can You Give Me

Qiao Xi countered, "Can’t I call you if there’s nothing wrong?"

Shen Dang chuckled softly, "You don’t seem like someone who would call me without a reason."

Good to know!

Qiao Xi looked up at the ceiling and blinked, "Boss Shen, I regret it."

Busy to the point of not touching the ground, Boss Shen suppressed an impatient tone, "Speak human."

Because her voice sounded a bit off.

"Boss Shen, thinking about it, I feel like not asking for an appearance fee is a bit of a loss. I helped you solve such a big problem, I hope Boss Shen can remember my favor this time and allow me to make a request."

Is that all?

Shen Dang, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the busy traffic below, "Alright, you did a good job, what do you want?"

From here, one could overlook half of Hai City, standing in a high place, it seemed easy to lose oneself.

He stood atop a kingdom he built with his own hands; the sunlight cast a faint golden glow on him.

A dignified air emanated from him, making even the sunlight seem dimmer.

The woman’s cool voice came through at this moment, "What if I ask you not to take over my father’s project and not let anyone else take over?"

Shen Dang: "..."

Quite daring.

The other end fell silent.

Qiao Xi hummed softly to herself, glad to have rendered him speechless.

She knew Shen Dang would not do it; she didn’t have any hope, so she wouldn’t feel disappointed.

She just wanted to rile him up.

Qiao Xi felt a lack of interest, "Hanging up."

Shen Dang squinted his eyes, seemingly laughing, his voice cold and light, "Then what can you give me?"

This project, starting from three billion, could increase immeasurably with prospects.

It would take Qiao Xi years to earn that.

Give him what?

She had nothing.

"Can’t, goodbye!"

Let him be buried by money!

Qiao Xi hung up the phone; she had initially wanted to bring up the matter of divorce with Shen Dang but forgot all about it.

Eight o’clock at night.

Underground parking lot.

Shen Dang, along with Assistant Gao, emerged from the elevator, his steady steps stirring the air, not noticing a woman running over as he looked at his phone.

Jian Yi blocked his path, pride unabashed on her face, "President Shen."

Jian Yi couldn’t understand why Shen Dang wouldn’t take her even though she presented herself; where did she fall short?

Did she?

They were at the hotel, and he even knocked her out. Was he even a man?

Her nape still hurt.

Shen Dang looked at her lightly, only seeming to remember her, "Oh, it’s you. What is it?"

His tone was nonchalant.

It’s you, it’s you...

Those light words left Jian Yi’s mind reeling.

Did Shen Dang really not remember who she was?

There was no moment more humiliating than this.

She bit her lip, deeply disgruntled, "President Shen, I was clearly with you that night, why did Qiao Xi come to deceive the public for you?"

She despised Qiao Xi, this woman ruined her good opportunity!

"Miss Jian, I don’t think you have the right to question me," Shen Dang’s gaze turned cold, his aura heavy like dark clouds overwhelming her.

"And you mentioned deception?" Shen Dang’s gaze on her carried a hint of mockery, "What do you have that would make me and Qiao Xi deceive everyone?"

He and Qiao Xi?

Jian Yi found it unbelievable.

What was his relationship with Qiao Xi?

Why was Qiao Xi there that night?

Shen Dang already looked away, too lazy to glance at her again, his voice lazy yet threatening, "Miss Jian, if you don’t want to be blacklisted, it’s best you don’t appear before me again."

Assistant Gao opened the car door; as Jian Yi tried to follow, Assistant Gao stopped her, smiling, "Miss Jian, President Shen has the power to blacklist you. Please cherish your opportunities in the entertainment industry."

Fearing the threat might come true, Jian Yi stomped her foot and watched the car drive away.

She turned around, her eyes suddenly vicious, "Come out."

Shen Dang slightly lifted his eyelids, the outside lights just brushing his cold eyes, "The acquisition of GK must proceed, tell them to hasten it."

In that moment, Assistant Gao saw a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Yes, President Shen."

There was no turning back now.

Assistant Gao silently mourned for President Chen; their boss wasn’t a King Zhou, to be enchanted by beauty?

Especially when Miss Jian wasn’t even as pretty as their lady boss.

Naive!

Ignorant!

Shen Dang twirled the watch on his left wrist, his aura spreading, cool and detached, "How’s it going with President Qiao?"

"He did contact me but isn’t ready to give in yet."

Some people, it seems, know they’re on the verge of a crushing defeat, yet still refuse to let go.

But the outcome is the same.

No coffin, no tears.

Shen Dang chuckled lazily, his laughter mysterious, like mist or wind.

"Then we’ll wait."

Thinking about the woman who had demanded so boldly today, Shen Dang chuckled lightly.

Assistant Gao felt his boss’s laughter was rather creepy; who was going to be unlucky now?

Of course, no one.

Shen Dang had simply sent a message to Qiao Xi: [I can still let you make a condition.]

Just as Qiao Xi was about to reply, another message from Shen Dang arrived.

[Dirty rat: Just don’t speak nonsense.]

A ladder was offered, how could Qiao Xi not climb it?

[Qiao Xi: Today I was just joking with Boss Shen.]

[Dirty rat: Are we really in a relationship where we can joke with each other?]

Qiao Xi fell silent; seriously, why so serious all of a sudden?

The next second, she replied cheerily to Shen Dang: [Yes, no, I will remember that Boss Shen still owes me a condition.]

Being able to make Shen Dang owe her a favor didn’t seem too bad.

She must skin him thoroughly!

"Pathetic."

Shen Dang snorted derisively.

Assistant Gao noticed the boss suddenly seemed in a good mood, had something strange happened?

...

The shoot was approaching, and Qiao Xi hadn’t left home. Bei Bei came over to cook for her and then moved into the guest room. Sometimes, Qiao Xi would pull her to rehearse scenes.

The day before heading to Jiang City, Qiao Xi suddenly thought of Shen Dang.

They hadn’t contacted each other since last time.

Qiao Xi leaned against the headboard, dialing the phone.

After a while, a lazy and somewhat hoarse voice came through, "What?"

His tone was somewhat impatient.

Now he was impatient with her calling?

Qiao Xi’s voice grew colder, mirroring the deep night outside the window, "I’m joining the set the day after tomorrow. Filming will take three to four months. If you have time tomorrow, let’s get divorced." There was no need to hold each other back any longer.

Shen Dang almost laughed, sat up in bed, and turned on the bedside lamp, "That’s it?"

"That’s it."

Qiao Xi heard rustling sounds followed by footsteps.

Shen Dang drank a glass of water, leaning lazily against the bar; he raised his eyes, "Do you know what time it is abroad?"