My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 72 You Come Live with Me

Chapter 72: Chapter 72 You Come Live with Me

"Buy it," he said, seeing her spacing out and huskily reminded her, "Otherwise there won’t be any tickets left soon."

Qiao Xi muttered under her breath, "Then why didn’t you buy them in advance?"

Shen Dang did not speak.

Qiao Xi opened the ticket booking app, her light eyebrows furrowing deeply, unable to hold back the complaint, "Shen Dang, you jinx."

"What?" Shen Dang raised his peach blossom eyes in a sneer, "What are you cursing me for?"

"There are no tickets left!"

Shen Dang was rare caught off guard for a moment.

"Then look for tomorrow’s tickets."

"There are tickets for tomorrow."

"What time are you going back tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xi looked up at him, "Are you planning to go back with me?"

The dim yellow light from outside the window just swept across his face, casting a mysterious silhouette through the interplay of light and shadow.

"Should we go back separately?" Shen Dang’s voice was casual, "Didn’t you say you wanted to get a divorce?"

Her point was valid.

She tapped on her phone, "I haven’t bought my ticket either."

After shooting "Blossoms Old Dreams," she had no other roles for the moment, and with various events piling up towards the year’s end.

Qiao Xi wasn’t in a hurry to join another production crew.

Shen Dang casually hooked his lip, "Then let’s buy them together."

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and didn’t speak, but still lowered her head to look for tickets.

There weren’t many tickets left for tomorrow, either.

Qiao Xi asked, "Which time should we buy the tickets for?"

"Whatever you decide."

Shen Dang’s ticket booking app did not have her ID number, and several minutes had passed by the time Qiao Xi had finished authenticating her identity.

Qiao Xi handed him her phone, "Done, I chose the ten o’clock ticket for tomorrow, you pay first."

"030032."

"What?" Qiao Xi frowned, puzzled.

"Payment password."

"...?"

Was he really that lazy?

And he told her the password.

Was that appropriate?

Qiao Xi felt uncomfortable inside, but still efficiently entered the password and paid.

By the time they returned to the hotel, it was already eleven o’clock at night.

Shen Dang parked the car and followed Qiao Xi into the hotel.

Shen Dang took out his ID to book a room, but the front desk told him there were no vacancies.

Jiang City was already a tourist city.

The film and TV city where Qiao Xi was filming was also a famous spot, and it wasn’t unusual to see it fully booked with tourists.

They exchanged glances for a few seconds.

Qiao Xi was the first to avert her eyes, her gaze flickering, "How about you try another hotel?"

Was that something a person would say?

Shen Dang frowned, "Let me be blunt, it’s late, I’ve been on a plane for hours and then drove here, I’m tired."

"That’s why I said you could have just mailed the gift, or even given it to me when I returned."

Why bother coming in person?

"Qiao Xi." Shen Dang squeezed out two words from his mouth, clearly through gritted teeth, and the cold sneer on his lips was quite apparent.

Great, Qiao Xi was indeed a woman without a conscience.

Seeing his mockingly smiling yet somewhat angry expression, Qiao Xi reflected on her words, which didn’t seem excessive.

She lacked confidence, "So what do we do now?"

"What do you think?" Shen Dang lazily asked back.

How would she know what to do?

Qiao Xi was also frustrated, what was this situation? Such awkward moments never came.

Well, it seemed that whenever she was with Shen Dang, awkward things tended to happen.

And in this situation, even if they tried another hotel, there might not be any vacancies.

Moreover, Boss Shen personally brought her a gift, in person!

Out of humanity, she couldn’t just stand by and watch, right?

Qiao Xi thought for a moment with a frown, "In that case... you can stay with me."

"...?"

Silence, silence was tonight’s Cambridge.

Shen Dang’s strange gaze fell on Qiao Xi’s face.

Realizing what she had said, Qiao Xi’s ears turned crimson in an instant.

She hurriedly explained, "That’s not what I meant."

Shen Dang crossed his arms, looking at her with a faint gaze, "Then what do you mean?"

Was it not the meaning he had understood?

Shen Dang had a look of waiting for her explanation.

He really shouldn’t think too much!

Qiao Xi tugged at her lip, annoyed, "I’m staying in a suite, you can stay in the other room."

The production crew had arranged the suite for her, the standard for a leading lady, and Bei Bei sometimes stayed over.

Shen Dang chuckled, "Then make it clear, you didn’t specify and I actually thought you were inviting me."

Insane!

Qiao Xi complained in her mind.

"Boss Shen, you’re really overthinking it."

Once in the elevator, Shen Dang asked, "Which floor?"

Qiao Xi pressed the button for the 19th floor.

With just the two of them in the elevator, no one spoke for a time.

Qiao Xi looked down at her phone, ignoring the indescribable tension, even feeling a tinge of regret.

The elevator stopped at the 19th floor, and Qiao Xi stepped out first, with Shen Dang quietly following behind her.

As Qiao Xi was about to swipe her card to enter, a sudden realization hit her—the living room was in utter disarray.

Because she was set to check out tomorrow, she had begun to tidy up her luggage, which made it even messier.

After dwelling there for four months, the place was imbued with her personal touch, and the thought of letting a man enter her comfortable space was disconcerting.

It was like a lion accustomed to its territory, refusing any invasion by other creatures.

It was dangerous.

Potentially lethal!

Shen Dang, seeing her suddenly halt, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Qiao Xi, you’re not having second thoughts, are you?"

"Yes."

She answered candidly, without a hint of guilt.

Shen Dang: "???"

Shen Dang just snorted coldly.

Qiao Xi felt the coldness seeping into her bones.

"So umm..." Qiao Xi mustered a cool smile, "Wait a few minutes for me, I’ll tidy up and then you can come in."

She wasn’t embarrassed, not in the least bit embarrassed.

If Shen Dang was allowed to come in, he should be grateful, shouldn’t he?

Shen Dang’s dark eyes scrutinized her as he leaned back against the wall, seemingly in no rush now, "Alright."

Qiao Xi quickly shut the door after entering.

Through the crack in the door, Shen Dang glimpsed the extreme disarray within.

He quirkily raised an eyebrow.

Was this the Goddess of Divine Beauty’s room?

Qiao Xi tidied up the living room swiftly yet briefly, then opened the door.

"Come in."

Her hair was disheveled.

Qiao Xi thought she was quick, but Shen Dang had waited outside for five or six minutes.

At her invitation, he strode into her abode with a long gait.

The recent mess was gone, but her presence permeated the place—a sense she couldn’t hide.

He could even faintly smell a soft fragrance.

Just like the scent on her.

This was an odd sensation, but one he seemed not too resistant to.

Qiao Xi bent down to offer him a pair of slippers, "Change your shoes."

Shen Dang changed shoes, then washed his hands in the kitchen, "Which room am I staying in?"

Qiao Xi, drinking water, pointed casually.

Shen Dang opened the door, observing the neatly arranged bedsheet, floral-patterned, very feminine.

???

Shen Dang frowned, tapping on the door frame, "Has someone else stayed here?"

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