My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day Chapter 6 Plastic Relations

Shen Dang propped his chin, seemingly sizing her up, before he finally spoke, "Did I say anything about getting a divorce?"

Qiao Xi responded indifferently, "Then when do we go to get divorced? Mr. Shen probably wants to end this marriage as well."

Although she still didn't understand why the wealthy and powerful Shen Family would agree to an arranged marriage with the Qiao Family.

As Hai City's most elite family, Shen Dang, the sole heir, had no need to dean himself.

"Who gave you the illusion that I want to divorce?" Shen Dang's gaze seed fixed on her face, the corner of his eye faintly lifting, "We'll talk about divorce later."

Qiao Zhenbin's matter had already made her irritated, and hearing him say this, Qiao Xi's expression beca even uglier, and her address for him changed as well, "Shen Dang, are you playing with ?"

"Did I ntion divorce at any point from the beginning to the end?" asked Shen Dang with a sneer in his eyes.

It seed like she was even more eager to get divorced, because of that male celebrity just now?

Tsk.

They weren't divorced yet, what was she thinking?

Yes, he had never ntioned it, he just asked her to co here.

Qiao Xi abruptly stood up, her eyebrows and eyes cold, intensifying the sense of distance she gave off, "Then since there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. Whenever Mr. Shen is free to get divorced, just contact ."

Shen Dang's eyes suddenly narrowed, hiding a trace of barely noticeable malice, "Wait a minute."

"What is it?" asked Qiao Xi, frostily.

Shen Dang's fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the sofa, "Co back to the Shen Family with tomorrow. It's grandpa's eightieth birthday, and he wants to bring you."

Qiao Xi turned back to look at him, her face carrying a hint of mockery, "Why am I obligated? Everyone knows how fake our relationship is. Are you bringing there to put on a show for everyone?"

Shen Dang's gaze drift past her face, his expression seemingly nonchalant, "Qiao Zhenbin has called ."

Qiao Xi choked. Those people from the Qiao Family were such a headache.

"The marriage has to be annulled eventually, what's the rush?" Shen Dang glowered at her, "You help cope with it, and I'll help you deal with the Qiao Family on your side. It's reasonable."

Old Master Shen was getting on in years, and Shen Dang always tried to coddle him.

The marriage could be dissolved, but she still needed to be brought before Grandpa.

No conflict.

Qiao Xi gritted her teeth, "Fine, it's a deal."

"And..." Shen Dang paused, his deep voice tinged with a playful note, "just now you called 'husband.' How can you say our relationship is fake? Miss Qiao, such a quick face change really befits your profession."

That was just to appease others, did he take it seriously?

Qiao Xi felt it was necessary to clarify, "It's not like that."

Shen Dang looked at her indifferently, "Uh-huh, no need to explain. After all, calling 'husband' is correct. We're not divorced yet, you might want to start getting used to calling 'husband' a few more tis."

Qiao Xi: "..."

What a cheap tone.

Qiao Xi didn't want to engage with him any further and walked away.

Behind her ca Shen Dang's languid and indifferent but indisputable voice, "To avoid slipping up in front of grandpa, I'll co to pick you up tomorrow."

Qiao Xi returned to her car, and Bei Bei, seeing her slightly furrowed brow, asked softly, "Sister Xi, where are we going now?"

"Back to Sheng Birch Mansion."

That was Qiao Xi's residence, a neighborhood housing many celebrities and artists; Qiao Xi had spent all her savings to buy this large flat a year ago.

That was her true ho in Hai City.

Bei Bei didn't dare to speak further, carefully dropping Qiao Xi off at her apartnt complex.

Qiao Xi's film had just wrapped up, allowing her so rest, but she didn't expect that coming back to Hai City would be more tiring than filming.

"Bei Bei, you can head back first."

"Okay, Sister Xi, rest well. Call if you need anything."

Qiao Xi took the elevator up, wearing high heels, tired enough to lean against the wall of the elevator.

Once more, her phone received a ssage from Shen Dang.

[Husband: Where do you live?]