My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 417 - 411 Inescapable Fate

Chapter 417: Chapter 411 Inescapable Fate

She, Xie Baola, could never do such a thing.

Her wrist was still held by him, but Xie Baola grasped his hand in return and tiptoed again using his support.

Her red lips brushed past his ear; he didn’t react, so Xie Baola whispered, "You do like me a bit, don’t you?"

After saying that, she stepped back.

She was testing him again.

And the effect of this test seemed quite favorable.

Chen Jiayan: "..."

Chen Jiayan saw the smug look in her eyes.

In truth, Xie Baola was not a rigid, flat image in his heart; on the contrary, as she kept appearing before him, he formed a more concrete impression of her.

Her figure and voice enabled him to envision an image of her.

The imagery was strong.

Xie Baola haughtily lifted her chin, "Either you get in the car, or you come home with me, choose one."

Chen Jiayan frowned slightly, "No need to trouble yourself, I’ll just call a taxi."

Xie Baola scoffed disdainfully, "There is no third option. This is my territory. If you don’t get in the car, I’ll have my bodyguard tie you up and take you home, and you can only leave when I decide to let you go."

She suddenly smiled ambiguously, "I’ll tie you up."

Chen Jiayan was somewhat shocked, "Xie Baola, do you always force things like this?"

His usually calm eyes showed a slight fracture.

Xie Baola nodded, "For you, I wouldn’t mind. After all, I do like you."

Beneath his deep-set eyes, his clear and translucent eyes conveyed elegance and a mature masculinity.

When Xie Baola looked into his eyes, she suddenly remembered the first time they met.

This man always had a charming aura.

One she could not forget.

Chen Jiayan: "..."

Chen Jiayan saw a hint of possessiveness in her eyes as if he was within easy reach.

His gaze stuck to her face, as if trying to see through her with his eyes.

And he didn’t need to guess or speculate; when she was before him, she was never an enigma.

Everything about her was open to him.

He had experienced too much of the coldness and warmth of human relationships as a child; it was only after meeting Cen Ya that he saw new hope in life.

And over the years, within his fluctuating life, there had never been someone like her.

She was the first.

Chen Jiayan felt shaken and yet, a bit helpless.

Xie Baola was extremely patient, "So, have you decided?"

Chen Jiayan ultimately got in the car.

Xie Baola let him sit in the passenger seat.

She personally drove him home.

The car stopped in front of his house.

"Thank you for driving me home."

Chen Jiayan said as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

Xie Baola glanced at the time, "Oh, it’s getting late. Why don’t you treat me to a meal?"

She was indeed calculating.

Chen Jiayan looked at her with a light expression.

Xie Baola grabbed his forearm, confidently saying, "Chen Jiayan, don’t be so stingy. I did bring you home, after all."

She said this while playfully shaking his arm.

Chen Jiayan’s breath paused briefly.

That small gesture was in such stark contrast to her usual self.

Indeed, he was wrong; she was still quite unpredictable.

Could it be that all women have dual aspects?

Seeing that he didn’t respond, Xie Baola frowned and continued, "I came out in this cold to find you..."

To prevent further clinging, Chen Jiayan compromised, "Fine, let’s go find a place to eat."

He needed to eat as well.

Xie Baola faltered slightly but quickly smiled upon hearing his words, "A lot of restaurants are closed outside since people are celebrating the New Year. Xixi said you’re a good cook, so why don’t you personally cook and treat me?"

She really knew how to seize an opportunity.

Chen Jiayan looked at her bright and enchanting fox-like eyes and eventually nodded.

One compromise would lead to many more.

It was a rule.

It was fate.

And to her, he was an inescapable destiny.

...

On New Year’s Eve.

Qiao Xi and Shen Dang slept until they naturally woke up.

The two lingered in bed for over an hour before they got ready and Shen Dang drove to the Shen Family Mansion.

Knowing that Qiao Xi was coming, Old Master Shen had been waiting early in the morning.

When he saw Qiao Xi bringing gifts, Old Master Shen immediately frowned, "Why are you bringing gifts to your own home?"

"Cough—"

Shen Dang coughed softly.

He hoped Old Master Shen wouldn’t be too overbearing.

He and Qiao Xi weren’t remarried yet, technically the Shen Family wasn’t her home yet.

What if he scared her off?

Old Master Shen glanced over with annoyance, "What are you coughing for? If you have a cold, stay away from me so I don’t catch it."

If it weren’t for this unworthy descendant, wouldn’t he have a granddaughter-in-law?

Maybe even great-grandchildren by now.

Shen Dang: "..."

Had he really become so detestable?

Seeing Shen Dang at a loss for words, Qiao Xi pursed her lips to suppress her laughter.

She gently said with smiling eyes, "Grandfather, I bought you a thermal scarf. Please take care of yourself since it’s cold."

Old Master Shen’s aged face brightened with a contented smile, "Xi Xi is always so thoughtful. Put the scarf on for me."

"Okay."

Next, Qiao Xi took out the gifts for Ran Jing and Shen Hongxuan.

Shen Hongxuan didn’t expect there to be a gift for him.

Ran Jing happily accepted Qiao Xi’s kindness, but inside she felt a bit bitter.

She originally had a beautiful daughter-in-law, but now it had turned into her son’s girlfriend.

But she dared not rush them.

It had been a long time since Qiao Xi visited the Shen Family; she took the opportunity to speak with her throughout the visit.

Shen Dang was completely left out, feeling unwanted.

Yet his eyes twinkled with amusement.

Looking at the roaring fire in the fireplace and surrounded by laughter, he imagined that a true home should be just like this.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone sat and watched the Spring Festival gala.

Qiao Xi’s feelings about visiting the Shen Family were completely different this time.

She was not as uneasy as last year when she had come over during the New Year.

Once she relaxed, she truly felt the warmth of the Shen Family.

Old Master Shen wasn’t feeling well and went to rest early after spending some time with them.

The remaining few started playing mahjong.

Shen Dang kept setting up tiles for Qiao Xi, letting this novice win again and again.

Qiao Xi secretly kicked Shen Dang under the table, gesturing for him to restrain himself a bit, but he continued to do as he pleased.

Ran Jing rolled her eyes at her son and said to Shen Hongxuan, "Husband, help me out too. Let’s win all his money."

It seemed some wives really forgot their mothers; how come he never let his mom win in mahjong?

Shen Dang leaned back in his chair, lazily smiling at them, "Let’s see if you can win."

The phone placed aside suddenly rang, and he glanced at it before answering the call.

"Jiashu, what’s up?"

"Do you and Xi Xi want to come to Xiaotang Mountain?"

Shen Dang lowered his gaze slightly, "Xi Xi."

Qiao Xi was sorting mahjong tiles and looked up at him when she heard her name, "What’s up?"

Shen Dang asked her opinion, "They’re at Xiaotang Mountain, want to go?"