Her expression instantly turned cold.
She moved from this sofa to another, languidly curling her body before finally answering the voice call.
"You haven’t removed my number from the blocklist yet!" Qiao Zhenbin’s tone wasn’t as aggressive, but it remained chilly, "Since when do parent and child hold grudges overnight? No matter what, aren’t you still my daughter?"
She didn’t want to admit it, but she couldn’t change that fact.
Qiao Zhenbin wouldn’t call her unless it was for something important, Qiao Xi knew that all too well.
Her lips curved with a hint of frost as she asked directly, "What do you want?"
"Have you finished filming?"
Qiao Xi denied crisply.
Qiao Zhenbin was livid, "Nannan saw you at Xiaotang Mountain, and you’re still lying to me!"
Ah, she really hadn’t expected Qiao Nan to see her.
Qiao Xi didn’t feel any embarrassment after being caught out.
"Just speak what you have to say. I’m answering your call only because you are still my father."
"What kind of attitude is that?" Qiao Zhenbin felt that one day he might die of anger, and he snorted displeasedly, "You’ve married into the Shen Family and have been in the entertainment circle for too long, hence you have no respect for your father!"
That statement was quite sarcastic.
Qiao Xi leaned back supporting her forehead with a laugh that could infuriate someone to death, "Wasn’t it thanks to you that I married into the Shen Family?"
Qiao Xi understood Qiao Zhenbin well, so the more she knew how to sting him with her words.
"You..." Qiao Zhenbin was nearly having a heart attack.
"Is there something else?"
The implication was clear— if there was nothing else, she would hang up.
Qiao Xi wouldn’t have answered the call if she hadn’t been bored.
"Cough, bring Ah Dang home for dinner!"
Qiao Xi almost laughed.
Before she could speak, she heard Qiao Zhenbin again, "Your mother’s birthday is in a few days, we should all..."
"My mother?" Qiao Xi coldly interjected, "Didn’t my mother already die in a car accident?"
He had the nerve to mention her mother. Did he even deserve to?
Qiao Zhenbin was raging, "Qiao Xi, are you trying to kill me with anger?"
If only she could actually infuriate him to death.
"I won’t come back. You three enjoy the happy family time. I won’t disturb you."
Qiao Xi hung up the phone without hesitation.
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What were they thinking?
Qiao Xi was utterly disgusted by both of them and didn’t hesitate this time to block Qiao Zhenbin on WeChat.
She didn’t want any more annoyances!
After blocking him, Qiao Xi made another call.
"How did that APP launched by Qiao Group end up doing?"
Qiao Xi had been busy filming and had forgotten about this.
"It’s a bit funny, Qiao Zhenbin found the enemy who was deliberately slandering him. That person has been arrested and is facing criminal charges."
It all seemed like a game.
"Although the issue was resolved, the Qiao Group’s APP still took a heavy hit."
Just as expected with Qiao Zhenbin’s vision.
After this battle, the company’s stock price plummeted, and the app traffic was in pieces, now lingering on in a half-dead state.
Qiao Xi rested her chin in her hand and clicked her tongue, "Such a pity."
It was truly a pity. That person hadn’t managed to bring down Qiao Zhenbin.
If that was the case, she wouldn’t need to waste any effort.
"It’s not a pity; I took the opportunity to sell when the stock price fell. His every failure is our opportunity."
He was someone Qiao Xi could rely on to get things done.
"Xixi, you’re back in Hai City?"
"Want to find a time to have dinner together?"
"Sure," Qiao Xi agreed readily. She hadn’t seen Chen Jiayan for a long time.
She thought about her schedule for the next day, "How about tomorrow evening, Brother Jiayan? I’ll be shooting a magazine cover during the day, and I’ll be free at night."
He was available whenever she wanted to meet.
"Then, see you tomorrow night."
Qiao Xi didn’t leave her house the entire day.
Around noon, Shen Dang called her.
Qiao Xi originally didn’t want to answer, but wouldn’t not answering show that she felt guilty?
What did she have to feel guilty about?
The one who should feel remorse was Shen Dang, that dog!
So, she answered the call, "Hello?"
Shen Dang asked indifferently, "Have you had lunch?"
The sunlight outside was covered by the clouds, leaving only a slender thread of light sneaking through the cloud gap, much like grass struggling to break free from the soil, desperate to survive.
But faced with destiny, even the most defiant resistance can’t stop the hands of fate that turn the clouds and rain.
Qiao Xi watched the layered clouds with a lazy expression, "Not yet."
"Do you want to come out for lunch?"
His tone was casual, lacking any rise or fall, not seeming to be asking for her opinion nor as if he had made any plans.
Just a very vague attitude.
Qiao Xi followed her instinct, "Oh, I don’t feel like going."
Shen Dang raised an eyebrow, "Then should I have my assistant send food over to you?"
This time he framed it as a question.
"No need," Qiao Xi paused for a moment, her eyelids lifting slightly, "I can handle lunch on my own."
Why was Boss Shen suddenly concerned about whether she had eaten?
Was it because of last night’s incident, and he felt sorry?
Well, no need for that!
Shen Dang was silent for a few seconds.
Qiao Xi didn’t hang up either.
"Then remember to eat lunch."
Shen Dang laughed with a hoarse voice that carried a current to her side.
Qiao Xi’s scalp tingled.
He then said, "Okay, I’ll hang up now."
Qiao Xi abruptly ended the call without any hesitation.
Her heart was beating a little fast.
Qiao Xi raised her hand to fan herself.
She couldn’t quite grasp whether Boss Shen had forgotten what he did to her last night.
Not a word about it all day.
He must be one of those who button their pants and refuse to acknowledge people!
She let him take advantage without any payback!
Qiao Xi angrily ordered two portions of takeout for herself.
She felt sleepy in the afternoon while reading the script and lay down on the soft couch for a nap.
Around five or six o’clock, Shen Dang pushed the door open. The house was quiet as if no one was there.
He spoke calmly, "Take everything to the kitchen."
Assistant Gao placed the groceries in the kitchen and came out with a smile, "In that case, President Shen, I’ll be heading back."
Shen Dang hummed coldly.
"Here’s to President Shen and Madam having a wonderful evening."
Assistant Gao left immediately after paying his respects.
After serving the boss for so many years, this was the first time the boss had asked him to bring home groceries, signaling a cooking session?
There was indeed a difference between being a lonely man and having a wife nearby.
The boss finally remembered he had a charming wife at home—a celebration for all!
Shen Dang’s steps faltered; he had been heading towards the kitchen but suddenly turned towards the stairs.
He twisted the doorknob to Qiao Xi’s room and, seeing the person inside, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
He returned downstairs, rolling up his sleeves as he entered the kitchen, his slender arm muscles flowing smoothly, the bones distinct, every inch as if meticulously carved.
The essence of manhood.
Over half an hour later, Shen Dang went back upstairs.
Qiao Xi was still asleep.
Not sure how long she had been sleeping, it seemed she wasn’t planning on sleeping tonight, was she?