Su Tutu obviously couldn’t hear Qiao Xi’s inner thoughts.
She blinked at Qiao Xi, signaling it was the chance to get rid of Zhou Junqi!
It was also a chance to enhance her relationship with Boss Shen!
Shen Dang’s gaze lazily swept over the few of them.
He hadn’t made any comnt yet when ng Jing, ready for a show, uttered a "Yo."
This scene seed all too familiar!
Seeing Qiao Xi’s gaze sweep toward him, ng Jing waved his hand and chuckled, "Goddess Qiao, we et again!"
By now, Qiao Xi had recognized ng Jing.
ng Jing nudged Shen Dang with his elbow, a aningful smile on his face, "Brother Dang, what a coincidence, huh?"
Shen Dang smiled, though not quite aning it, "Quite a coincidence."
He playfully curled his lip, his cold gaze shifting to Zhou Junqi. Wasn’t this the man who had tried multiple tis to steal his woman?
Half a year had passed, and this kid still hadn’t given up?
Qiao Xi: "..."
Damn coincidental.
Su Tutu’s eyes sparkled with confusion: "What’s going on? Xixi, do you know them?"
ng Jing smiled, "We’ve t Goddess Qiao before, even at your and Brother Chao’s wedding."
"Wow, what a coincidence!"
Su Tutu laughed heartily: "So, can Boss Shen give us a ride? After all, there are lots of bad people out at night!"
Speaking of which, there was a bad person right here.
Zhou Junqi smiled, "Teacher Qiao, Teacher Su, you know President Shen?"
He always felt there was sothing odd about these people.
"Co on, isn’t it obvious?" Su Tutu snorted, "We know him very well."
You’d be scared to death if I told you about the relationship between Xixi and Boss Shen!
Zhou Junqi: "..."
He made it sound like he was really stupid.
Shen Dang seed amused by Su Tutu’s remark.
He smiled faintly, glanced at Qiao Xi, and headed toward the car, "Let’s go, I’ll take you."
Su Tutu grabbed Qiao Xi’s hand tightly and followed Shen Dang, afraid that Qiao Xi would suddenly break away.
Qiao Xi: "..."
Shen Dang had changed cars tonight, so Zhou Junqi hadn’t recognized it.
Shen Dang slightly tilted his chin, addressing ng Jing, "I’ll take them ho. Find another ride for yourself."
"Huh?"
ng Jing wore a dumbfounded expression.
Bro, this isn’t how you do things, right?
Shen Dang squinted and chuckled coldly, "What, you expect to drive you?"
ng Jing nodded.
Shouldn’t he?
Shen Dang’s voice was cold, "It’s out of my way. I’m taking two, and I don’t have ti for you."
ng Jing was puzzled.
He considered calling this the epito of ’bros before... well, not hos, but you get the drift.’
Shen Dang slamd the car door with a "bang," and the vehicle glided away, leaving ng Jing behind.
He laughed out loud.
"ng President."
Zhou Junqi approached him.
ng Jing looked at him and sneered, "And you are?"
ng Jing was sowhat involved in the entertainnt industry; he owned an entertainnt company and had t Shen Dang and Sheng Chao over drinks.
They beca friends because they shared interests.
"I’m now under Le Entertainnt. Don’t you rember we t half a year ago?"
"Oh, you like Goddess Qiao?" ng Jing scrutinized him from above, the look in his eyes superior.
Entirely incomparable to a single finger of his Brother Dang.
Zhou Junqi smiled, "Isn’t Teacher Qiao single?"
The implication was that even if he liked Qiao Xi, it wouldn’t be illegal.
"Single?" ng Jing laughed scornfully, "Don’t you surf the net? The news about Goddess Qiao getting married was released a long ti ago."
Right!
Brother Dang had once adamantly claid that Goddess Qiao’s marriage was real.
Considering his current attitude towards Goddess Qiao and the way he looked at her —
Heaven!
Dead at!
The unsanctioned husband of Goddess Qiao couldn’t possibly be his Brother Dang, could he?
No way, right?
Was it really as he suspected?
ng Jing’s expression shifted unpredictably, shocked by his own speculation.
"ng President, there has never been news about Teacher Qiao’s husband online; everyone assud her marriage was fake."
ng Jing’s ride arrived.
He pulled open the door, resting his arm on top, "Let tell you, it’s real. If you don’t want to ruin your career, stop riding on Goddess Qiao’s popularity, or you won’t even know how you die!"
After warning Zhou Junqi, ng Jing got into the car.
In the car, ng Jing’s hands trembled as he called Shen Dang.
Shen Dang saw ng Jing’s call co in and casually hung up.
ng Jing: "..."
Feeling guilty, huh?
ng Jing sent a ssage to Shen Dang: [Brother Dang, the mysterious husband of the Goddess of Divine Beauty is you, right?]
We’re all friends, why don’t I know about this?
[Shit Soup: ???]
[ng Jing: Did I guess right?]
[ng Jing: Is it? Just tell , I won’t tell anyone!]
He sent the ssage, but it disappeared into the void without any response.
Shen Dang dropped Su Tutu off at her ho.
"Thanks for the ride, Boss Shen. I won’t bother you any longer, good night Xixi!" Su Tutu hurriedly scrambled out of the car.
Shen Dang reclined casually in his seat, his eyes drifting to Qiao Xi, "Do you want to go back to Yingyue Bay or Sheng Birch Mansion?"
Their eyes t, and Qiao Xi quickly looked down, "Yingyue Bay."
She! Wasn’t! Afraid!
Nor! Was! She! Cowering!
Shen Dang chuckled, "I thought you’d continue avoiding ."
The light in the car was dim, leaving Shen Dang’s expression sowhat unreadable.
"Who’s avoiding you? Don’t talk nonsense, I’ve been busy," Qiao Xi retorted with a cold laugh.
She wasn’t avoiding him; she just didn’t want to see him!
Shen Dang had long seen through her cold exterior to the guilt hidden beneath.
Did Teacher Qiao think he was a fool?
"Too busy to co ho for several nights in a row; Le Entertainnt is being too harsh. Why don’t you terminate your contract early?"
She’d like to terminate her contract early, but she wasn’t about to pay Le Entertainnt a termination fee.
The Shen family, wealthy and influential, of course, he could speak so lightly. But it was different for working-class people like her.
"That doesn’t need to bother Boss Shen."
"After all, you’re still my wife. What’s wrong with a little concern?"
Qiao Xi glanced up at him.
Shen Dang’s hair at the back of his head was cut short, neatly trimd and looking very good.
He wore a gray shirt, and the skin at the back of his neck looked very white.
Even from the back, he exuded a charm.
Such a man was undoubtedly attractive.
Qiao Xi looked down again, calmly stating, "Not for much longer."
Shen Dang raised an eyebrow, "Has your new drama set a start date?"
"Mmm, in a week."
Mid-December.
That ant in a week, they could get a divorce, and their paths would diverge, with no further relation between her and Shen Dang.
The ambiguous mont they shared a few days ago was just a spontaneous emotion that surfaced.
Neither of them needed to take it seriously.
Days had passed, and Qiao Xi had gradually forgotten the feeling of that night.
Now that Shen Dang wasn’t bringing it up, whether he’d forgotten or didn’t want to ntion it, it was for the best either way.
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