After the divorce was agreed, the ex-husband pursued the name every day

Chapter 1 Touching Porcelain?

"Miss Qiao, this way please."

Qiao Xi came to attend the wedding of a friend in the circle today, and the female receptionist led her all the way. She just sat down, and when she raised her eyes, she inadvertently met a man.

The girl's pair of red phoenix eyes are relatively slender, the shallow double eyelids are hooked inwards and outwards, and the tails of the eyes naturally extend outwards.

Although they are not big and watery eyes, they have the charm of oriental beauty, and there is a sense of coolness when looking at people.

Shen Dang looked at the surprise in her eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was lazy and careless, exuding a dignified aura from his bones, with a sexy collarbone visible from the open neckline, he looked like a cynical nobleman.

The peach blossom eyes dyed with faint crimson seemed to glance at her casually, then lazily looked away.

It was the gaze of an insignificant person.

Qiao Xi didn't expect to meet Shen Dang here, they haven't seen each other for two years.

Two years ago, they parted ways after arranging the certificate under the matchmaking of the two families.

There was no intersection in the two years, and the commercial marriage existed in name only.

Qiao Xi shocked the entire entertainment industry with her beauty when she entered the circle. Her reputation rose rapidly, and she was praised by netizens and insiders as the top "goddess of beauty."

In the entertainment industry, there is no shortage of beauties, and no one can fight with a beauty like Qiao Xi.

It's really God chasing after the meal.

The eyes of the man sitting next to Shen Dang brightened: "It's the goddess of beauty, Brother Dang, do you want Zhang's autograph?"

A lazy voice drifted over: "I don't know who it is."

He lowered his eyebrows, looking disinterested.

Shen Dang's casual tone made the man choke: "Aren't you planning to enter the entertainment circle, and you don't even know about it?"

Goddess Qiao doesn't know her, is she a man?
Shen Dang: "Yes."

Monotonous and perfunctory words.

They spoke in a low voice, but Qiao Xi still heard some of them.

The other party treats her as a stranger, so she doesn't need to rush to post it.

There are quite a few insiders here today, as well as some journalist friends.

Qiao Xi was dealing with some guests who came to take pictures with her, her face was almost frozen with laughter, and the meal was tasteless.

The air in the wedding banquet hall was a bit stuffy, and Qiao Xi was about to leave.

"Mr. Qiao, can I sit here?" The young man came from behind and sat down on the empty chair next to Qiao Xi.

The person here is the male artist she cooperated with.

Qiao Xi nodded: "Whatever, I'll go to the bathroom."

Qiao Xi took the Chanel handbag and left. When she came out of the bathroom, the assistant just sent her a message. She lowered her head to reply, and bumped her shoulder accidentally.

"Excuse me."

Qiao Xi raised her head, met Shen Dang's impeccably handsome face, subconsciously frowned, and almost uttered a word.

The man's thin lips curled into a half-smile: "Pengci?"

God damn it.

Qiao Xi's eyes were cold and calm, "Pengci? Is there anything on Mr. Shen that I can touch?"

So shameless.

"Do you still want to touch it?" Shen Dang clicked his tongue lightly, and then put away the playfulness on his face, and threw two words to her in a cold voice: "dream."

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes looking at Shen Dang's back.

This person was implying that their marriage was the result of her Qiao family's touching.

Qiao Xi went back to the banquet hall to bid farewell to the bride, and walked straight to the elevator when she came out. The elevator was about to close, so she quickly pressed down.

There are two men standing in the elevator.

Qiao Xi raised her eyes and saw one of the figures, her brows frowning faintly.

How did you run into him again?

(End of this chapter)