My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 43 Let’s see the so-called fight scene you’re talking about

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Let’s see the so-called fight scene you’re talking about

Shen Dang exaggerated intentionally, "Wow, it’s already this late and the big star hasn’t woken up yet?"

Qiao Xi: "???"

Qiao Xi was truly numb with irritation and decisively hung up the phone.

Early in the morning, what was he playing at?

She pulled the comforter over and draped it over her head.

Suddenly, Shen Dang laughed.

Temper!

He had come all this way just for this performance?

Leaning against the flower beds underneath the hospital building, Shen Dang carelessly redialed Qiao Xi’s phone.

Despite sitting on a plane for hours, there was not a hint of dishevelment on him; he still looked inexpressibly refined.

He wore a black shirt neatly tucked into his suit pants, his figure tall and imposing, serenely bathed in the morning light.

It was as if he was watching the people passing by but at the same time, as though nothing was worth settling his gaze upon.

It was only when a somewhat harsh voice came through that Shen Dang shifted his gaze, "Shen Dang, what on earth are you trying to do?"

The rising tone at the end was a bit languid and coquettish, sounding like a mix of teasing and annoyance; it reminded Shen Dang of the cat at Tang Honghe’s house.

When he visited Tang Honghe’s place, that cat would tentatively approach his feet, waiting for his tacit approval before scratching his pants with its claws.

Shen Dang’s eyes darkened slightly, withdrawing a trace of his casual demeanor: "To be serious, are you up yet? If you are, I’ll come up."

Qiao Xi flung off the covers and sat up from the bed, her cold face irritated, "What do you mean?"

Shen Dang looked up, naturally seeing nothing: "I’m downstairs."

"You’re joking?" Qiao Xi was stunned.

Because she never thought that Shen Dang would come to Jiang City.

And it was just after seven in the morning.

"Ha, Qiao Xi!" Shen Dang bit down on her name, losing his temper, his eyes unable to suppress the deep irritation.

He snapped in a way that was characteristic of Boss Shen.

"Are you really there?"

But how could that be possible?

"Which ward are you in?" Shen Dang’s dark eyes were intense, not waiting for her answer, he continued, "Are you coming down, or should I come up?"

Qiao Xi walked to the window and looked down; the sky was bright, people hurried by, and it seemed like she could see the figure of Shen Dang.

Dressed in a black suit, probably no one could wear a suit as handsomely as he.

Standing out exceptionally, standing tall among the crowd, he was impossible to miss within the range of sight.

Qiao Xi seemed to suddenly come to her senses, Shen Dang had really come to Jiang City.

"You come up first."

He must have left home early to get to the airport to be in Jiang City at this hour.

Although she didn’t understand why Shen Dang was being so erratic, Qiao Xi couldn’t just send him away.

"Okay."

Shen Dang ended the call.

Qiao Xi saw the figure below move.

She pulled the curtains, opened the door a crack, and then went to wash up in the bathroom.

When Shen Dang arrived, Qiao Xi had just finished washing up.

Shen Dang’s dark gaze landed on Qiao Xi’s marred face, and his brow unintentionally furrowed, "Your face is really ugly."

Qiao Xi: "..."

She really wanted to kick him out!

"If you can’t speak well, then don’t speak."

Shen Dang’s gaze slightly lifted at the corners of his eyes: "I saw the door wasn’t closed, so I came in; you don’t mind, do you?"

Speaking at a relaxed pace, he walked over to the room’s only sofa and sat down.

"It was opened for you." Seeing a hint of fatigue between his brows, Qiao Xi felt an unstoppable blend of surprise and curiosity, "Boss Shen, honestly, why did you come to Jiang City?"

Could it be to visit her?

Shen Dang tilted his head, shadows and light entwined, a cluster of his fine, long eyelashes catching the light, with a shadow beneath his eyes: "I didn’t want to come, but my mom asked me to; I couldn’t let Grandpa find out we were acting, could I?"

His profile and eyes were exceptionally striking, with an air of toying with the mortal world, yet also as if he was distant from you.

Qiao Xi looked at the impressive figure before her and was slightly dazed.

Not knowing what to say, she pressed her lips together and remained silent.

Shen Dang propped his forehead with his hand: "Do you want to go out for breakfast together, or should I go buy some to bring back?"

Qiao Xi pointed at her face: "I can’t go out right now."

The doctor had said her face couldn’t be touched.

"Troublesome."

Shen Dang dropped those two words with a certain disdain, stood up with his long legs, and strode orderly out of the room.

"Are you leaving?"

Qiao Xi watched his retreating figure, blinking.

Shen Dang’s face showed a hint of weirdness: "I’m going to buy breakfast; do you expect me to go back hungry?"

"Then I want xiao long bao."

"Okay."

Shen Dang left, closing the door.

Qiao Xi found it peculiar; was Boss Shen so agreeable now?

According to his usual temperament, he should have simply left.

She was still getting used to this side of Boss Shen.

When she brushed her teeth earlier and looked in the mirror, she thought, her face really was quite ugly right now, splattered with yellow medicine.

If fans who cared about her looks knew she was like this, they would probably unfollow her, right?

After much thought, Qiao Xi forgot to tell Bei Bei not to bring breakfast over.

Shen Dang quickly returned with breakfast; he had purchased a variety of items, quite a hearty selection.

He placed everything on the coffee table, opened the lids, took a photo with his phone, and then looked at Qiao Xi, "Come and have breakfast."

Qiao Xi didn’t expect him to have this kind of hobby; was he eating on social media first?

Since there was only one sofa, Qiao Xi sat next to Shen Dang.

Qiao Xi was indeed hungry and started with a bowl of millet porridge; the warmth of the porridge comforted her stomach considerably.

"What happened to your face?" Sitting closer now, the faint smell of medicine wafted over, causing him to frown in discomfort.

"Filming." Qiao Xi gave a brief summary.

She felt there was no need to discuss these matters with Shen Dang, like she was complaining to him.

They weren’t that kind of acquaintances!

Shen Dang spoke with a half-smile: "Well, you’ve certainly broadened my horizons."

Qiao Xi looked at him, confused.

Shen Dang chuckled lightly, glancing at her askew with an air of casual nonchalance, "You talked about making it realistic in the act, and yet you got hit twice."

"This is my dedication to art."

"I can’t agree."

As if he needed your agreement.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and lightly retorted, "Boss Shen is a businessman; you wouldn’t understand."

He hummed in agreement, feeling the same.

After finishing breakfast, as Shen Dang tidied up the coffee table and sat on the sofa, legs crossed, an ordinary couch somehow appeared grandiose under him, his demeanor somewhat nonchalant, somewhat weary, "Are you doing okay?"

Shen Dang was really behaving unusually!

Qiao Xi was silent for a few seconds: "As you can see."

Shen Dang nodded slightly with his chiseled chin: "Then it looks like you won’t need to go back to Hai City to recuperate."

Qiao Xi was puzzled: "I never said I was going to Hai City to recuperate; I haven’t finished my scenes here yet."

Shen Dang nodded: "Then I’ll tell Madam Shen that."

"Actually, she wouldn’t know if you didn’t come."

It was just an act; why take it so seriously?

Shen Dang’s confusion intensified with this development.

Shen Dang curved his lips, tapping a finger on his cheek, "I came to see this so-called fight scene you mentioned."

Qiao Xi: "..."

Clearly, he was here to watch the drama, wasn’t he?