My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 81: Are You Full Just by Looking at Me?

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Are You Full Just by Looking at Me?

"I know plenty of things," Shen Dang’s gaze landed on her face, the light flickering, his dark and deep eyes shimmered with a charming luster, "do you want to know?"

Qiao Xi: "..."

Qiao Xi was almost enchanted by him.

Boss Shen really had a look that could beguile people, too deceptive.

Qiao Xi tried to calm her chaotic heartbeat and clapped with a composed smile, "How impressive, Boss Shen."

Shen Dang hummed arrogantly, "I don’t accept flattery, just wash the dishes after we eat."

His voice was indifferent and cool.

"No problem."

Qiao Xi was very straightforward.

Shen Dang cooked, and she washed the dishes; indeed, there was no problem.

It wasn’t like the person who cooked should wash the dishes as well, as that would also make her feel uncomfortable.

"Pleasant cooperation." Shen Dang’s eyes sparkled with bits of laughter, his lips seemingly carrying joy.

Whether it was because of her cooperation or something else.

"Mhm." Qiao Xi pursed her lips and lowered her gaze.

Here it came again, that strange sensation in Qiao Xi’s heart as she looked at Shen Dang.

Which made her dare not look at him.

Their current interaction was too much like...

Qiao Xi immediately halted her thoughts.

Dare not think.

Should not think.

Must not think!

Qiao Xi, snap out of it.

This was only the first day.

It seemed she needed to ask Sister Li if there was any work she needed to take on.

"Time to eat, what are you spacing out for?" Shen Dang took a photo, saw Qiao Xi still dazed, stretched out his arm, and flicked her forehead.

By the time Qiao Xi glared at him, he had elegantly and calmly withdrawn that sinful hand.

Without a trace of guilty conscience for his wrongdoing.

Qiao Xi’s eyelashes fluttered lightly; she felt things shouldn’t be this way, yet there seemed to be no discomfort in her heart.

The comfortable environment could really lower one’s guard.

Qiao Xi became slightly vigilant.

"Let’s eat." Shen Dang looked at her, his eyes seemingly containing endless meaning, "Are you full just by looking at me?"

Qiao Xi: "..."

Boss Shen was still as ever...

Qiao Xi sighed and then forced a smile through gritted teeth, "I can eat two bowls of rice!"

Shen Dang laughed languidly, "Then eat."

Right after he spoke, the mobile phone by his side rang.

Old Master Shen had made a video call.

"Will you answer or should I?"

"You answer it."

Shen Dang grabbed the phone, "Grandpa."

"Are you eating?"

"Yes, I made it." Shen Dang swept the camera over the dining table, then towards Qiao Xi, "Qiao Xi said she could eat two bowls of rice."

Qiao Xi showed a tranquil smile to the camera, "Yes, Grandpa, the dinner Shen Dang made is delicious."

Shen Dang twitched his lips in a smirk; she hadn’t even moved her chopsticks yet—lying without blushing.

"Mhm, Xixi, you are too thin, you should eat more. Ah Dang, your job is to fatten up your wife, understand?"

"Mhm," Shen Dang’s gaze wandered.

"You can sleep in a bit later tomorrow, no need to come over so early."

Shen Dang looked at Qiao Xi and nodded.

"Okay, eat up."

Old Master Shen felt reassured seeing the couple like this and hung up the video call on his own.

Shen Dang put the phone back and shrugged, "See, Grandpa is sharp."

Qiao Xi thought to herself that you’re pretty much the same, shrewder than a monkey.

Genuinely hungry, Qiao Xi lowered her head and concentrated on eating, barely interacting with Shen Dang during the meal.

But even though she said she could eat two bowls, she couldn’t actually eat that much; one bowl filled her up.

"Time to wash the dishes." Shen Dang uttered a few indifferent words and plopped onto the couch like a lord, his posture lazy.

Qiao Xi cleared the table and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash.

The sound of running water flowed from the kitchen to the living room. After filtering, it had a tranquil beauty.

Shen Dang lowered his gaze, something unusual flickering in his eyes. The light flashed, then nothing could be seen.

Qiao Xi came out after washing the dishes, her expression peaceful and graceful, "Will Boss Shen make breakfast tomorrow?"

She had to admit, Shen Dang’s cooking was really good.

Qiao Xi felt like she hadn’t had homemade food in a long time.

"I will."

Shen Dang was also straightforward.

"It wouldn’t bury Boss Shen’s talents," Qiao Xi smiled.

Shen Dang coldly tugged at his lips. Was she mocking him?

"Come here." Shen Dang gestured to her, leaning back comfortably on the couch, his demeanor very relaxed.

"What for?"

Qiao Xi didn’t move.

"Sign this."

Qiao Xi then noticed several sheets of A4 paper on the coffee table in front of him.

Qiao Xi stepped over and sat down across from Shen Dang.

Shen Dang pushed the divorce agreement in front of her, then passed her a black pen, "Just sign..."

He deliberately paused, lazily indifferent, "Take a look first, if you have requests, you can make them."

Qiao Xi smiled coyly, "Boss Shen, you’re really generous."

An agreement marriage meant not interfering with each other’s lives or property.

Shen Dang savored the implication of her words, seemingly a bit surprised, "You’re just finding this out now?"

When had he ever been stingy?

Did Qiao Xi have a big misunderstanding about him?

Qiao Xi hummed and didn’t respond, looking down at the contents of the agreement. Apart from what they had initially agreed upon, there was an additional property given to her by Shen Dang, precisely the Yingyue Bay villa.

Giving her their marital home?

Qiao Xi’s expression stiffened, "This villa..." Why give it to her?

Shen Dang spoke lightly, "When it was purchased, Madam Shen had it put in your name."

Qiao Xi really didn’t know that.

Without thinking, she refused, "I can’t accept this."

She always knew her boundaries.

She never took advantage of others, nor did she want to accept unearned kindness; she kept everything clear-cut.

Just like how she said she would convert everything the Shen Family had given her into money and give it back to him after the divorce.

Maintaining a safe boundary, neither too intimate nor too distant, without mixing in interests.

Just to do what she was supposed to do in her current role.

Everything else was predictable.

The rest was unexpected.

And she didn’t accept the unexpected.

Shen Dang felt that she sometimes lived too aware and restrained. Why couldn’t she be a little cuter?

He pulled at his lips with an ambiguous meaning, "Our family isn’t short on these things, and you should accept them when given. If you don’t accept the elders’ goodwill, what would they think? What, you think you owe the Shen Family by accepting these things?"

If Grandpa knew they were getting a divorce, not mentioning the upset it would cause, he would certainly compensate Qiao Xi.

She was indeed sacrificing her marriage.

This was not her wish, and surely it was a bit unfair to a girl.

Shen Dang didn’t mention anything else to avoid her refusal, but Yingyue Bay was originally under her name.

Qiao Xi furrowed her brow, "We’re only in an agreement marriage, and neither Grandpa nor your mom knows..."

They were giving it to Shen Dang’s wife, not Qiao Xi.

Shen Dang’s wife could be anyone besides her while she was just Qiao Xi.

Shen Dang sneered, "As for transferring the house, you would have to talk to my mom. Are you planning to find her and let Grandpa find out about us?"