"He’s willing to have Chu Wan and his child; it’s not a problem, it’s just that I gave him the choice."
"Fine, fine, fine," Qiao Xi lifted her brows with a hint of a smile in her eyes, though it wasn’t audible in her voice, "I can’t argue with you."
But such an arrangement should be the best.
Chu Wan wanted to frame Qiao Xi, and Chu Xiuyun was secretly helping. Once Chu Wan left Hai City, Chu Xiuyun would no longer have the chance.
And Cui Wenbai could also keep his own child.
Such an outcome was already very good.
Other things indeed had nothing to do with them.
"I’ll head back to the office to continue working later, and bring you out for dinner tonight?" Shen Dang’s tone rose at the end, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
His voice was always pleasant to listen to, and Qiao Xi liked his voice the most; through the handset, it was as if he was whispering in her ear.
Qiao Xi’s ears tingled, yet she asked calmly, "Boss Shen isn’t cooking?"
Shen Dang laughed, "If you want me to cook, that’s also fine."
Qiao Xi indifferently replied, "If you don’t feel like cooking, I won’t force you."
Shen Dang spoke in a leisurely tone, "Cook, why not? Whatever you want me to cook is fine."
Though it was a very serious statement, it somehow sounded a bit suggestive.
Probably because his voice was too enthralling.
Qiao Xi pursed her lips, her tone casual, "Then come to my place. There’s something I need to discuss with you."
Shen Dang’s voice wrapped in a deep chuckle, "Okay."
Before Shen Dang could respond, Qiao Xi hung up the phone.
Qu Keke suddenly clicked her tongue, looking at Qiao Xi with a meaningful glance, suspiciously asking, "What’s the progress between you and Brother Dang now?"
Qiao Xi glanced at Qu Keke.
That look made Qu Keke find it quite intriguing.
Qu Keke, who had been slouching in the seat, immediately straightened her back at her expression, "What’s that look for? I don’t feel that way about Brother Dang anymore; I’m just curious!"
Qiao Xi subtly raised her eyebrows, "Why are you so concerned about our progress?"
Qu Keke’s tone was a bit unpleasant, "Can’t I ask?"
"Sure, but that means I can also choose not to answer."
Qu Keke retorted disdainfully, "Stingy!"
Qiao Xi’s lips slightly curled, suddenly laughing, "Calling me stingy after drinking the milk tea I bought? You really are something."
Talk about taking candy from a baby!
She looked up at Qiao Xi, "You were the one who said it’s on you. Next time, it’s my treat, okay?"
One afternoon, Assistant Gao was busier than ever, spinning around non-stop like a top.
His boss was also working very hard.
He had prepared for overtime that day, but half an hour before closing time, his boss lazily said, "You’ve worked hard. You can call it a day after you finish your work on hand."
After serving his boss for several years, when had he ever said something like that?
Assistant Gao at one point thought his boss might have been through some ordeal.
But who would be unhappy with getting off work early?
He contained his excitement, "Okay, okay. President Shen, is there anything else you need me to do?"
Having such a boss was truly a blessing from a past life!
He would willingly face any danger for his boss, unafraid of death!
Shen Dang patted Assistant Gao’s shoulder, earnestly saying, "Find yourself a girlfriend while you’re still young."
Assistant Gao made a distressed face, "I appreciate it, President Shen, but I don’t have any vacation time."
He was always working; when would he have time to find a girlfriend?
He had wanted to take a long break to relax abroad, but his work was so demanding that he never had the time!
Who was there to blame for his lack of a girlfriend?
"You should have accrued a lot of annual leave by now. You can consider taking some this year."
Shen Dang, in a hurry to meet Qiao Xi, left after saying this.
Leaving Assistant Gao dumbfounded.
Ah, what did he just hear?
The boss actually initiated letting him take a leave?
This was just so great!
Assistant Gao was so happy he could spin around.
As a lady secretary walked by and saw Assistant Gao’s behavior, she froze on the spot.
Noticing someone else, Assistant Gao instantly composed himself, pretended to adjust his suit, and walked away as if nothing had happened.
The lady secretary looked at him strangely.
Around dinner time, Qiao Xi had prepared the meals early, watching a screenplay while quietly awaiting Shen Dang’s arrival.
The doorbell rang, and Qiao Xi first glanced outside the door before walking over to open it, her expression indifferent, "You’re here."
Shen Dang stepped inside to change shoes.
He looked at the fluffy slippers on his feet, "When can Teacher Qiao arrange for a pair of men’s slippers for me?"
Qiao Xi’s lips slightly lifted, meeting Shen Dang’s gaze, then pressed her lips flat again, nonchalantly stating, "I don’t think it’s necessary, I find these slippers quite fitting for you."
Shen Dang, pale-skinned and not very big-boned, didn’t look too out of place in them.
Shen Dang was annoyed by her comment, "Then should I post a photo of this on Weibo or Moments to let everyone decide?"
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Qiao Xi instantly said, "Don’t you dare!"
If he really posted that, it would be a disaster!
Shen Dang’s tongue pressed against his cheek, his smile ambiguous, "Then will you arrange it?"
There was a hint of threat in his tone.
Qiao Xi was so irritated, "Can’t you change them yourself? Do you expect me to buy slippers for you?"
Shen Dang picked up the argument, "I’d be happy if you bought them for me, but it’s fine if you don’t want to. I can buy them myself."
Getting a pair of his own slippers in her house was what mattered.
Drops of water, bit by bit, can eventually fill and even overflow a bottle.
Qiao Xi almost rolled her eyes to the sky, "You buy them yourself."
She couldn’t be bothered.
Shen Dang chuckled, "Next time I’ll bring my own shoes, let me check the kitchen for what ingredients we have."
Shen Dang walked leisurely towards the kitchen.
His long fingers rolled up his shirt cuffs until a portion of his lean, pale arm was revealed.
Qiao Xi followed him, observing his actions.
It was a perfectly ordinary motion, yet she perceived a kind of proud laziness in him.
Even the bare section of his forearm, with its faintly visible veins, looked powerful.
Qiao Xi’s gaze flickered, then she looked away, "There’s still meat and vegetables... I’ve also cooked rice."
Shen Dang suddenly turned, his gaze landing on her pretty face, profound, as if sparkles danced in his eyes.
He didn’t speak, his expression somewhat inscrutable.
Qiao Xi furrowed her brows slightly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You cooked?" he asked.
"Do you have a problem with that?" she responded.
With a hint of skeptical inquiry in his eyes, Shen Dang asked, "You didn’t manage to spoil the rice cooker cooking that, did you?"