He was sleeping soundly when her call woke him up, just to talk about the divorce.
Qiao Xi was somewhat surprised, "You’re abroad?"
She didn’t know; if she had, would she not have made the call?
Why wasn’t Shen Dang actively seeking her out to get divorced? What was going on?
Perhaps the night was overly quiet, they could even hear each other’s breathing, as if it were intertwining and echoing next to their ears.
Qiao Xi felt a bit uneasy and quietly moved her phone a little further away.
Some voices shouldn’t be listened to too closely — they’re lethal.
"I can’t be abroad?" Shen Dang gritted his teeth, his voice faint and cool, "Was having a nice dream when you woke me up."
"Sorry," Qiao Xi’s cold phoenix eyes shimmered under the light like autumn water, "I didn’t mean to wake you up. If we don’t get divorced tomorrow, it might be months later."
Shen Dang must be more anxious than her.
Shen Dang didn’t feel she owed any apologies, his eyelids drooped, and his thin lips pursed tightly, without a word.
Qiao Xi didn’t care whether he was really angry or not; her fingers on her lap moved unconsciously, "When will we go get divorced?"
Shen Dang silently sneered, his voice becoming even more indifferent, "I haven’t dealt with things here yet, we’ll talk about it later. It’s just a certificate, anytime we go wouldn’t work?"
He was indeed busy, at least he couldn’t fly back home tomorrow.
He wouldn’t delay his schedule for an unimportant certificate.
He didn’t know what her rush was.
Qiao Xi exhaled, steadying her voice, "What do you mean?"
Shen Dang was indifferent and lazy, his true emotions elusive, always at ease, "Compared to the divorce, the matters I’m handling are more important. We’ve managed before without getting divorced, haven’t we?"
Qiao Xi’s breath hitched; right, that was how they had managed before.
So why was she troubled now?
But Qiao Xi didn’t want to concede verbally.
She even nodded before speaking clearly and coldly, "That’s how we managed before, and now I want to end this relationship. Otherwise, my dad will keep wanting to use this status, which is really annoying."
"Oh," Shen Dang propped his forehead, chuckling lazily, "President Qiao thinks you can make me change my mind. Was he not awake?"
Qiao Xi’s hand tightened suddenly, her cold voice slowly thawing with a very calm tone, "He thinks he still has a chance, so he wants a permanent solution, doesn’t he?"
Qiao Xi was really annoyed; Qiao Zhenbin just wouldn’t stop.
He kept clinging to that project before, definitely going to continue bothering her.
Determined to achieve his goals at all costs.
That was just how Qiao Zhenbin was.
Shen Dang furrowed his eyebrows, "You’re not wrong, but I can’t come back tomorrow; can we discuss this later?"
Did she have the say here? Could she even say if it’s okay?
Qiao Xi was irritated, her voice void of emotion, "Then you better have him give you the project soon."
That way, Qiao Zhenbin wouldn’t keep bothering her.
"Just like you said." Shen Dang’s voice, already low and magnetic, now carried a husky edge that made it incredibly sultry and seductively infuriating.
Maybe the night was too intoxicating, as Qiao Xi felt that voice electrify her heart.
That’s so easy to misunderstand!
What does "Just like you said" mean?
Qiao Xi abruptly hung up the phone with a "snap".
Her ears were still warm.
Listening to that sound, Shen Dang suddenly burst into laughter, just hanging up like that, awakening him without a hint of guilt.
Shen Dang tilted his head to look at the night lights piercing through the window, squinting his deep black eyes, then looked down to send his assistant a message.
It was Qiao Zhenbin’s fault he had been woken up by Qiao Xi.
And Shen Dang still didn’t know how enticing his voice was, having completely mesmerized Qiao Xi.
Qiao Xi covered her rapidly beating heart, cursing herself fiercely; his voice was torture for someone with a voice fetish.
Qiao Xi’s flight to Jiang City was at eight in the morning.
She set her alarm and was just finishing up washing when Wang Li called to say she was downstairs.
With her luggage already packed, Qiao Xi, accompanied by Bei Bei, left promptly at six o’clock.
Dressed in a sleeveless long dress with a light cardigan over it at the end of June, she looked fresh and ethereal.
The driver helped them load their luggage into the trunk, and after they got into the car, Wang Li handed them breakfast.
Bei Bei took it over, "Wow, thanks, Sister Li!"
The breakfast was from a small dumpling shop Qiao Xi loved; her eyes lit up as she popped one into her mouth.
The taste was as good as ever.
"Sister Li, do you have other business in Jiang City?"
Wang Li turned to look at her, "No other business, just here to keep you company, afraid you might be bullied."
"You mean Ning Xuexi? Even if she wants to do something, it would be in the open, and she would have to weigh it carefully."
Wang Li laughed, "With that attitude, you wouldn’t last two episodes in a palace drama."
Bei Bei found it amusing and laughed heartily.
Wang Li then looked over, "What are you laughing at?"
Bei Bei’s mouth was stuffed full, "Sister Xi’s ancient costume drama she debuted in didn’t she happily make it to the ending?"
Wang Li rolled her eyes.
Qiao Xi couldn’t help but laugh too.
They arrived in Jiang City before noon.
Qiao Xi didn’t turn on her phone until she was waiting for her luggage.
There were several missed calls from Qiao Zhenbin.
Probably realizing she hadn’t answered, he had bombarded her WeChat.
Even through the screen, she could feel his blazing fury.
[Why didn’t you answer my calls, you agree that what Ah Dang did isn’t something a son-in-law should do, right?]
[You married him; you should have him help your dad more.]
[Bone is connected by tendon. Xixi, don’t forget you’re still my daughter.]
[Xixi, help me convince Ah Dang, this project is your dad’s lifeblood, he will surely listen to you.]
[This project is a sure win, since we’re family, why not aim for a win-win instead of being so distant?]
[Call me back when you see this!!!]
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As if Shen Dang would listen.
Did Qiao Zhenbin overestimate her or underestimate Shen Dang?
Qiao Xi felt an urge to block Qiao Zhenbin, but hesitated when it came time to confirm.
She believed Shen Dang would resolve this issue soon.
The director of "Blossoms Old Dreams," Director Ye, chose an auspicious time to start shooting.
Under the blaring sun, all the actors and crew completed the commencement ceremony.
Wang Li holding an umbrella, "Let’s head back to the hotel."
They would start shooting officially tomorrow.
At that moment, Ning Xuexi approached them, her face wearing a cool smile, "Qiao Xi, thanks to this movie for giving us a chance to work together, wish you a pleasant collaboration."
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