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 comment yet when Meng Jing, ready for a show, uttered a "Yo."
This scene seemed all too familiar!
Seeing Qiao Xi’s gaze sweep toward him, Meng Jing waved his hand and chuckled, "Goddess Qiao, we meet again!"
By now, Qiao Xi had recognized Meng Jing.
Meng Jing nudged Shen Dang with his elbow, a meaningful smile on his face, "Brother Dang, what a coincidence, huh?"
Shen Dang smiled, though not quite meaning 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 times to steal his woman?
Half a year had passed, and this kid still hadn’t given up?
Su Tutu’s eyes sparkled with confusion: "What’s going on? Xixi, do you know them?"
Meng Jing smiled, "We’ve met 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 something odd about these people.
"Come 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!
He made it sound like he was really stupid.
Shen Dang seemed 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.
Shen Dang had changed cars tonight, so Zhou Junqi hadn’t recognized it.
Shen Dang slightly tilted his chin, addressing Meng Jing, "I’ll take them home. Find another ride for yourself."
Meng Jing wore a dumbfounded expression.
Bro, this isn’t how you do things, right?
Shen Dang squinted and chuckled coldly, "What, you expect me to drive you?"
Shen Dang’s voice was cold, "It’s out of my way. I’m taking two, and I don’t have time for you." Google seaʀᴄh NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt
Meng Jing was puzzled.
He considered calling this the epitome of ’bros before... well, not hos, but you get the drift.’
Shen Dang slammed the car door with a "bang," and the vehicle glided away, leaving Meng Jing behind.
Zhou Junqi approached him.
Meng Jing looked at him and sneered, "And you are?"
Meng Jing was somewhat involved in the entertainment industry; he owned an entertainment company and had met Shen Dang and Sheng Chao over drinks.
They became friends because they shared interests.
"I’m now under Le Entertainment. Don’t you remember we met half a year ago?"
"Oh, you like Goddess Qiao?" Meng 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?" Meng Jing laughed scornfully, "Don’t you surf the net? The news about Goddess Qiao getting married was released a long time ago."
Brother Dang had once adamantly claimed that Goddess Qiao’s marriage was real.
Considering his current attitude towards Goddess Qiao and the way he looked at her —
The unsanctioned husband of Goddess Qiao couldn’t possibly be his Brother Dang, could he?
Was it really as he suspected?
Meng Jing’s expression shifted unpredictably, shocked by his own speculation.
"Meng President, there has never been news about Teacher Qiao’s husband online; everyone assumed her marriage was fake."
Meng Jing’s ride arrived.
He pulled open the door, resting his arm on top, "Let me 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, Meng Jing got into the car.
In the car, Meng Jing’s hands trembled as he called Shen Dang.
Shen Dang saw Meng Jing’s call come in and casually hung up.
Meng Jing sent a message 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?
[Meng Jing: Did I guess right?]
[Meng Jing: Is it? Just tell me, I won’t tell anyone!]
He sent the message, but it disappeared into the void without any response.
Shen Dang dropped Su Tutu off at her home.
"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 met, and Qiao Xi quickly looked down, "Yingyue Bay."
Nor! Was! She! Cowering!
Shen Dang chuckled, "I thought you’d continue avoiding me."
The light in the car was dim, leaving Shen Dang’s expression somewhat 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 come home for several nights in a row; Le Entertainment 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 Entertainment 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 trimmed 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?"
That meant in a week, they could get a divorce, and their paths would diverge, with no further relation between her and Shen Dang.
The ambiguous moment 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 mention it, it was for the best either way.