My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 414 - 408: Did You Just Look at Me?

Chapter 414: Chapter 408: Did You Just Look at Me?

At the same time, he also stepped into the elevator.

The signal in the elevator was not very good.

Xie Baola’s voice came through the phone intermittently.

Chen Jiayan didn’t catch it clearly.

So he stayed silent.

The bright light from above the elevator cast down, and his hair strands emitted a cold glint, illuminating his porcelain, refined face.

His perfectly tailored coat accentuated his slender physique, tall and graceful, with a compelling elegance.

Until the elevator stopped, he hadn’t made a sound.

The elevator doors opened, and Chen Jiayan walked out.

He thought Xie Baola had already hung up the phone. As he looked up and saw the person coming towards him, his steps imperceptibly paused.

"Why aren’t you saying anything? I thought you had fainted at home or something."

Xie Baola’s voice came from in front of him, as well as resonating in his ear, her girlish voice tinged with a subtle electronic buzz.

The blending of reality and the voice on the phone gave one the sensation of being in a dream.

There was no expression on Chen Jiayan’s face.

"Why are you here?"

He didn’t even seem surprised.

Xie Baola not only looked for him at his company but also knew where he lived.

Chen Jiayan was just leaving his house now.

Xie Baola’s naturally upturned lips curled slightly: "I was worried you’d be lonely with the new year coming. I can come and find you today, but tomorrow I have to accompany Old Man Xie. Don’t you want me to come?"

Chen Jiayan resumed his strides and walked out, not pausing for a moment as he passed by her.

His voice was faint, "So if I don’t want you to come, will you not come?"

Xie Baola followed him, clicking her tongue with inexplicable meaning: "How long have you known me that you still ask me this kind of question?"

Chen Jiayan looked at the snowstorm outside, unswervingly: "Well then, you shouldn’t be asking me such questions either."

Chen Jiayan returned her words to her.

Xie Baola really thought this man was not easy to handle.

Even more difficult than the other men she had dealt with.

But that’s what made him stand out.

She had never chased a man for this long.

Chen Jiayan had made her grow patient.

Seeing Chen Jiayan continue to walk ahead, Xie Baola also followed him into the snowstorm.

"Where are you going?"

"Stop following me."

Xie Baola raised an eyebrow, her exceptionally beautiful features slightly displeased: "I came to find you, and now you tell me not to follow you?"

Chen Jiayan’s cool gaze fell on her face and he said indifferently, "I didn’t ask you to come find me."

"Fine."

Sometimes, Xie Baola felt he was really cold.

She grabbed his arm, looking up at him: "I came here on my own, but you can’t just leave me behind, can you? It’s freezing out; do you really expect me to wait alone under your apartment building?"

Even at her height of 172cm, she still had to look up at him.

He was tall and slim, standing there amidst the snowstorm like a tall, strong cedar tree.

So cold that it discouraged one from approaching.

The few snowflakes that landed on his shoulder added an extra sense of a frosty aura to him.

Chen Jiayan had seen Xie Baola’s perseverance over these days; she really would do such a thing.

Chen Jiayan’s gaze drifted away, spotting Xie Baola’s car.

She drove a red Ferrari.

Her car was as showy as she was.

In the midst of the falling white snow, her red car was particularly eye-catching.

He pulled down Xie Baola’s hand, his palm grasping her wrist through the layer of clothing.

He led her forward.

Xie Baola figured out his intention; her other hand wrapped around his, her lifted fox-like eyes appearing clever and mischievous.

She never concealed her intentions.

Chen Jiayan was pulled to a halt by her.

He looked down at her.

Xie Baola tilted her head, scoffing: "What are you doing? I won’t drive home; I’ll just wait here for you."

Beyond having common interests, sometimes Xie Baola could only use some typical girlish tactics to deal with Chen Jiayan.

Like being shameless or acting like a hooligan.

If Chen Jiayan didn’t drive her away, she would become more presumptuous, constantly testing the limits of his tolerance.

He pulled her to the car, let go of her hand, and opened his palm towards her: "Give me your car keys."

Xie Baola shook her head: "No, what are you planning to do?"

He said blandly, "I need to go somewhere. I’ll drive your car."

Xie Baola opened the car door, tilted her chin up and gestured for him to get in first.

Was she guarding against him?

But was this kind of guarding any use?

Chen Jiayan exhaled softly and bent down into the car.

Xie Baola closed the door and then walked around the front to get into the passenger seat before tossing the car keys to Chen Jiayan.

Chen Jiayan started the car.

The car quickly warmed up.

Xie Baola rested her chin in her hand, watching him: "Don’t drive to my house, okay? If you do, I’ll just drag you back with me."

Chen Jiayan: "..."

She made herself sound like a female bandit.

Chen Jiayan’s hands rested on the steering wheel, ignoring her words.

Xie Baola continued: "But you don’t know where my house is. How about next time we go to my place? Get to know the way."

"I won’t go."

He refused outright.

Xie Baola clicked her tongue.

Very annoyed.

This man was unyielding.

She looked at the road outside, then turned her gaze on him: "So where are we going now?"

"The orphanage."

Xie Baola pursed her lips.

The orphanage?

Xie Baola had learned some details about Chen Jiayan’s childhood from Qiao Xi.

So he was going back to the orphanage where he’d been raised?

Xie Baola had chased Chen Jiayan for so long, but she hadn’t really come into much contact with his past.

He had come from an orphanage and now had made a name for himself in Hai City; it couldn’t have been easy.

He was worthy of being the man she fancied!

Outstanding!

Xie Baola took out her phone, turned to the side and lifted it to take a picture of her and Chen Jiayan.

The "click" of the camera sounded abruptly.

Chen Jiayan glanced at her, expressionless.

Xie Baola turned to look at him, suddenly burst into laughter: "...what? I forgot to turn off the sound; did it bother you?"

She asked this so naturally, without a hint of embarrassment.

Then she looked down to admire their selfie.

Chen Jiayan frowned slightly: "What are you trying to do?"

Xie Baola flashed a smile, speaking with nonchalance: "Nothing much; just commemorating the days I’ve spent chasing you."

Chen Jiayan: "..."

Xie Baola put her phone away, fished out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from her coat pocket.

She asked, "You don’t mind if I smoke in the car, do you?"

Chen Jiayan replied in a non-committal way: "It’s your car."

"Oh," Xie Baola’s mouth curled into a teasing smile: "Then I guess I’ll smoke."

"Mm."

Xie Baola lit the lighter, and the tip of the cigarette quickly sparked to life, the glow flickering between her lips.

Smoke billowed from her red lips, formed a ring and then quickly dissipated within the car.

Chen Jiayan glanced at her with a tilt of his head before calmly shifting his gaze away.

She was beautiful, distinctly so, with a blend of cold nonchalance and a hint of dissipation, yet her features radiated charm and allure.

And her girlish voice added a unique touch to her allure.

She teased, "You were just looking at me."