My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day-Chapter 554 - 546 Are We Just Friends Like This?

Chen Jiayan didn’t know what she was up to, so he just sat there and watched quietly.

Xie Baola’s fox-like eyes stared straight at him.

She stood in front of Chen Jiayan.

Bent down slightly.

Resting her hands on her knees.

She met his faint and calm gaze.

"Miss Xie, we’re just friends,"

Chen Jiayan finally responded to her.

Acting on sentiment, stopping at courtesy.

Xie Baola understood what he meant.

Just friends, so she buys him clothes, and he spends money on her in other ways. That’s it.

Wasn’t it about setting boundaries?

"Just friends?"

Xie Baola’s eyebrows twitched, her eyes slightly dark, "I thought, given our current relationship, it should be deeper than a simple friendship."

But he just said they are friends.

The word "friends" dismissed her.

What did it take for him to take the bait?

Really too difficult to handle.

Xie Baola had never seen someone so difficult to deal with.

"Miss Xie, I only see you as a friend."

Chen Jiayan’s gaze remained steadily locked with hers.

Her eyes carried the sharpness of a blade, while he remained composed.

As if untouched by her at all.

Xie Baola suddenly felt deflated looking at his cold and indifferent demeanor.

Thoughts of giving up crossed her mind.

But it was just a fleeting moment that she brushed aside.

Xie Baola suddenly straightened up.

Chen Jiayan thought she was backing down.

Instead, she did something very bold.

Xie Baola actually sat on his lap.

He was sitting on the couch.

Xie Baola’s skirt split, her long legs dangled next to his, and her arms wrapped around his neck.

Chen Jiayan’s eyes slightly widened.

He looked utterly shocked by Xie Baola.

She—

Was really too bold.

"Are we still just friends like this?"

Xie Baola tilted her head slightly.

Unabashedly enjoying the surprised look on Chen Jiayan’s face.

She wanted to shock the world to get the attention of a man like him.

Chen Jiayan remained unperturbed.

Xie Baola has run out of patience.

She had dangled the bait long enough.

Yet, he still wouldn’t bite despite seeing the hook.

Her bait was about to disintegrate in the water.

Yet he remained indifferent.

Still the same, Chen Jiayan!

"Xie Baola."

Chen Jiayan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He called her by her full name with a seriousness and a hint of severity in his voice.

Xie Baola’s eyebrows lifted, "Hmm?"

She had a hint of pride in her eyes.

"Chen Jiayan, you finally called me by my name, instead of Miss Xie."

Chen Jiayan’s voice grew heavier, "I hope you will respect yourself."

Xie Baola: "......"

Damn it!

Play by yourself then!

The words "respect yourself" cut deep into Xie Baola’s heart.

Xie Baola listlessly climbed off Chen Jiayan’s legs.

He wants her to respect herself?

Fine!

She will respect herself!

Happy now?

Xie Baola stormed out and slammed the door behind her.

Listening to the door’s "bang," Chen Jiayan rubbed his temples, slightly exhausted.

She was angry again.

He turned his head to look at the closed door.

As his gaze fell, his long eyelashes shaded the light in his eyes, leaving his expression unfathomably deep.

Would Xie Baola give up this time?

...

Begonia Joy Mansion.

Xie Baola was sitting in front of the computer, typing furiously.

It had been a week since she returned from Aocheng.

In Aocheng, she and Chen Jiayan parted on bad terms.

The next day, she didn’t take the plane back to Hai City with Chen Jiayan.

Instead, she stayed in Aocheng and played with Da Pao and the others for a few days before returning.

So, it had been about ten days or half a month since she had seen Chen Jiayan.

She didn’t contact Chen Jiayan.

And as expected, Chen Jiayan didn’t take the initiative to contact her either.

They were still friends on each other’s list, but their contact had suddenly broken off.

Unable to catch the man, Xie Baola plunged into her work.

All her time was dedicated to delving into screenplays.

She wrote until noon.

But Xie Baola hit a block.

She couldn’t continue the screenplay.

She picked up the mouse and threw it angrily on the floor.

But that didn’t vent her frustration, and Xie Baola still felt irritable.

Xie Baola picked up the mouse again, tested if it still worked, put it aside, and then took her phone and left the study.

Sitting on the living room couch, Xie Baola ordered some takeout.

She didn’t feel like going out at all.

After placing her order, Xie Baola entered WeChat and scrolled down until she found her chat with Chen Jiayan.

They hadn’t spoken for a while.

Their last messages were from their time in Aocheng.

Chen Jiayan asked her where she was, if she needed to go to the airport, otherwise, she might miss the plane back to Hai City.

Xie Baola was in the casino with Da Pao and the others at the time; she saw Chen Jiayan’s message but didn’t respond.

Seeing no reply from her, Chen Jiayan stopped asking.

And then it was the present.

Xie Baola typed a line, thought about it, and then deleted it.

Forget it.

She needed to show some backbone too.

She was ready to offer herself, and Chen Jiayan was still unmoved.

Was he even a man?

...Such a fastidiously clean man is really charming to death!

After her takeout arrived and Xie Baola filled her stomach, she suddenly felt spirited again.

She couldn’t just give up like that.

It didn’t fit Miss Xie’s style.

Xie Baola, head down, typed rapidly on her phone, taking the initiative to contact Chen Jiayan.

[Xie Baola: I bought you some clothes, wanna treat me to dinner?]

[Xie Baola: Tonight!]

It was lunchtime, and Chen Jiayan was probably on his phone; he quickly replied: [Okay.]

[Xie Baola: Then see you tonight, my car broke down, I don’t want to call a ride-hailing service, since we’re friends. Why don’t you pick me up?]

A few minutes later, Chen Jiayan replied: [Okay.]

Wasn’t that settled?

Xie Baola snorted with laughter.

She took a nap after lunch, wrote a bit more screenplay, then took a shower, did her makeup, and slipped into a spaghetti strap dress.

Waiting for Chen Jiayan to pick her up.

Chen Jiayan arrived at Begonia Joy Mansion at six o’clock.

As soon as Xie Baola received his message, she went downstairs.

Chen Jiayan’s car was parked outside.

Xie Baola opened the door and got in.

"Let’s go."

As she closed the door, a gust of wind blew in.

Chen Jiayan caught a whiff of her fragrance.

It wasn’t the smell of perfume.

That delicate and elegant scent was hard to describe.

The fragrance filled the car and drifted into his nose.

"Start driving, why are you spacing out?"

Seeing Chen Jiayan remain still, Xie Baola turned to look at him.

Chen Jiayan silently started the car.

Xie Baola admired her makeup in the mirror, "Where are you taking me to eat?"

"Tan Garden, the place is quite nice, suitable for dining with friends."

"I’ve never been there."

"It’s Boss Shen’s place."

Xie Baola: "Then why should we go give money to Shen Dang?"

"The food is good, I’ll take you to try it."

Xie Baola chortled, "You’re quite a decent friend."

Her tone had a hint of sarcasm.

Chen Jiayan pretended not to notice.

The car stopped at the end of a lane.

They walked in.

Until they saw a sign with the grand and impressive characters ’Tan Garden’.

Xie Baola said, "This place seems to have a lot of styles."