My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 97 She Was Moved for a Moment

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 She Was Moved for a Moment

"[Scumbag: Heard that red wine is good for the skin.]"

Before Qiao Xi could reply, she saw this message and was immediately rendered speechless.

What on earth was this man up to now?

Qiao Xi initially didn’t want to deal with his sudden weirdness but, after some thought, decided to tap her screen and messaged him back anyway.

[Qiao Xi: Drowning your sorrows with alcohol? Boss Shen can share if there’s anything upsetting.]

A cold sneer spread across her lips: [It might just brighten everyone’s day.]

Shen Dang snorted right away, his fingers grazing his lips, his expression simultaneously lascivious and Wanton.

You know he’s up to no good, yet you can’t help but be involuntarily drawn to him.

Shen Dang leisurely typed: [Indeed, isn’t Teacher Qiao coming down to console me?]

"What nonsense!"

This time, Qiao Xi threw her phone aside and grabbed her clothes to take a shower.

Having waited a while without getting a reply from Qiao Xi, Shen Dang nudged her again.

[**Censored: Teacher Qiao, really won’t join me for a drink?]

The message disappeared into the void without a trace.

The living room was quiet, Shen Dang clicked his tongue lightly, opened the photo Tang Honghe sent, and forwarded it to a friend on the list: [Help me check who this man is, let me know as soon as you have any news.]

The other party instantly replied with an "OK."

By the time Qiao Xi emerged from the bathroom, it had already been an hour.

She stared at the message for several seconds, pondering whether Shen Dang had really gone mad, or what else could explain his behavior.

But she couldn’t figure it out.

After her bath, Qiao Xi felt thirsty. She thought about going downstairs but hesitated because Shen Dang might still be there.

But ultimately, she couldn’t stay away from the lure of water and pulled open the door to step out.

The moment she reached the first floor, she sniffed a rich and fragrant aroma of wine.

With furrowed brows, Qiao Xi walked towards the kitchen to pour some water to drink, her gaze not straying towards Shen Dang for a second.

Holding a glass of water, she walked out of the kitchen and unexpectedly locked eyes with Shen Dang.

He was slouching on the couch, his suit jacket carelessly thrown aside, his shirt loose and sloppily unbuttoned several notches.

Lounging there, his collarbones and parts of his chest exposed, he was as seductive as one could be.

Ridiculously dissolute!

Had Boss Shen been so agitated to revert back to the look of that bewitching man?

Qiao Xi turned her head to leave—

"Do you like what you see?" Shen Dang’s eyes were long and slender, shaped like peach blossoms; his pupils deep and dark, he always looked at people with a passionate gaze.

His eyelashes were dense and long, even the shadow under his eyelids seemed unnaturally attractive to Qiao Xi.

It was such appearances that were deceiving.

Qiao Xi normally wouldn’t be swayed by a man’s good looks, but in fact—

She was momentarily moved.

Inevitably.

Beautiful things tend to lift one’s spirits, beautiful people even more so!

Qiao Xi was clear-headed. Her lips twitched as she feigned ignorance: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Looking at me for so long, don’t you think I’m good-looking?"

Shen Dang’s gaze was concentrated, fixedly on Qiao Xi’s face, as if not wanting to miss a single nuance of her expression.

He had just seen a hint of admiration and affection for him in her eyes.

It was no longer the indifferent look she had before.

Change was good.

But had he now stooped to seducing with his beauty?

Tsk.

How ambitious.

Qiao Xi: "..."

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes dramatically, with an icy smile: "I really don’t understand what you’re saying."

"I thought you were moved by looking at me." His eyes clung to her face, leaving Qiao Xi with no escape.

Qiao Xi: "???"

How did he know what she was thinking?

Must be a demon!

"Boss Shen is so narcissistic even when drunk," Qiao Xi scoffed without changing her expression.

She couldn’t lose this battle of aura.

Whoever faltered first would lose ground!

"I’m not drunk."

At least right now, he was completely sober.

He also knew what he wanted.

Qiao Xi’s gaze shifted; half a bottle of red wine had been consumed by him on the coffee table.

Even if not drunk, he must be close to it, right?

Qiao Xi nonchalantly said, "Boss Shen can say whatever, as long as you’re happy."

Shen Dang leaned his hand on his forehead, his form seven parts casual, three parts dignified, his face still charming enough to cause trouble.

His thin lips curved in a dismissive arc: "Teacher Qiao, could you brew me some hangover tea?"

Qiao Xi: "..."

Goosebumps sprang up on Qiao Xi’s skin.

Did he remember now?!

Qiao Xi almost wanted to flee, but her feet didn’t move an inch: "I don’t know how to brew it."

She steadied her mind.

Mustn’t panic, mustn’t give herself away, nothing had happened.

Shen Dang arched an eyebrow: "Didn’t you make some for me just the other day?"

Was she pretending to have forgotten now?

"You..."

Qiao Xi wanted to ask if he remembered, but seeing his beauty capable of mesmerizing, she suddenly lost the courage to continue.

If he said he remembered, Qiao Xi didn’t have the courage to face what might come next.

Very awkward.

"What about me?" Shen Dang was casually laid back, yet like a strategist behind the scenes, controlling the current situation.

"I’ve never brewed for you." Qiao Xi denied.

After all, he didn’t remember.

Shen Dang just quietly watched her, his dark eyes filled with an emotion she couldn’t comprehend.

"Is that so?" He smirked, offhandedly saying: "Then maybe I remembered wrong."

Qiao Xi suddenly felt a wave of relief: "Yes, you remembered wrong. It’s normal to forget things when you’re drunk."

She said confidently.

Little liar.

Shen Dang suddenly laughed.

That laugh seemed to bewitch her again.

Qiao Xi awkwardly looked away: "I’ll go upstairs now, you enjoy your drink."

As the wine slid down his throat, Shen Dang’s voice was husky: "Good night."

"Good night."

Qiao Xi hurried upstairs.

Truly, it was a hasty retreat.

Back in her room, she still felt the rush in her chest.

Shen Dang’s demeanour just now had been too much for her.

She clutched her chest, her heart still pounding, clearly influenced by Shen Dang.

Shen Dang stared at the empty staircase and living room, pouring wine into a clear glass and drank an entire bottle of red wine alone.

The night grew still and silent.

It seemed as though all the ambiguous elements had quieted down with her departure.

After a while, Shen Dang suddenly curled his lips and chuckled.

...

The next day, Qiao Xi went back to hiding her head like a turtle, only leaving the room after Shen Dang had departed Yingyue Bay.

The dining table was, as usual, laid out with a different breakfast from the previous days.

Actually, every breakfast she had while living with Shen Dang at Yingyue Bay had been different.

Qiao Xi had a complicated look in her eyes.

After breakfast, she went out, visited her own home, and later sent a message to Shen Dang, telling him she had plans with someone.

But in fact, there weren’t any, she just ordered takeout alone.

Late at night, around nine, Qiao Xi returned to Yingyue Bay.

As Qiao Xi changed her shoes and entered the living room, she hadn’t expected Shen Dang to still be seated there.

Was he waiting for her?