My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 1180: A Life-Saving Favor Should Not Be Repaid by Offering Oneself

He had just finished speaking when he went to close the door.

Chu Xi, quick on her feet, stretched out a leg to block the closing door, tilted her body forward, and wedged herself against it, although her smile no longer held as it gave way to annoyance. "Don’t forget, my last name is Chu. The resources you talk about—I don’t care for them! Even without the backing of the Chu Family, I’m still the youngest Best Actress at the Oscars. I need only lift a finger, and investors come rushing to me."

Her claim wasn’t an exaggeration; Chu Xi was currently the hot ticket in Mema’s film industry—beautiful, young, and recognized for her acting skills. Given that Mema’s cinema often set the global aesthetic standards, she had enough confidence to confront this man about not lacking resources.

Li Shengxiao, his robe neatly tied around him, exuded a reserved austerity with not a sliver of unintended skin showing. The lighting cast an unapproachable aura over his pronounced features, keeping others at a distance. His dark eyes, deep and sharp as a blade, seemed capable of extracting people’s secrets as he fixed his gaze on Chu Xi. "Then what do you want?"

"I..." Chu Xi began but quickly realized she was being led by the nose by him.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed the fluttering heart under his gaze and regained her usual lazy, sultry demeanor. Leaning against the door frame and still blocking the door, she said half-jokingly, half seriously, "If you truly want to repay a life-saving debt, shouldn’t it be with a lifelong commitment?"

Li Shengxiao, "..."

She waited for a response, but as the man remained expressionless and indifferent, Chu Xi slowly started to feel embarrassed. She sought a graceful way out, "I was just joking. It’s hardly gentlemanly of you to leave a lady hanging like this, is it?"

Finally, Li Shengxiao gave a reaction. Resting a hand on the doorknob, his demeanor was commanding and assertive. "I still need to call my girlfriend. If there’s nothing else, we can talk tomorrow."

He actually wanted to say ’wife,’ but facing Chu Xi, he swallowed the word back down.

It wasn’t that he was afraid of Chu Xi; he simply didn’t want unnecessary trouble.

A barely perceptible smirk almost broke Chu Xi’s composure; she froze for a second, then controlled herself, forcing an ugly smile. "I’ve come all the way to your door, Mr. Li. Aren’t you going to invite me in? I’m even holding two glasses of wine, and my feet are going numb from standing."

It was her first time knocking on this man’s door, and to be barred from entering was something she thought would be laughable if mentioned out loud.

As Chu Xi spoke, she began to squeeze her way inside, determined to make her way in.

Li Shengxiao stood halfway through the door, blocking Chu Xi’s path, his brow furrowed as he unapologetically denied her request. "It’s late, and it’s inappropriate for a young lady to be running into my room."

Chu Xi, having let go of her dignity to barge in, was particularly mortified by Li Shengxiao’s statement. She pretended not to understand, "What’s inappropriate? You have a girlfriend, and I have a boyfriend. You said it yourself—you owe me a favor. Is this how you treat someone who did you a favor? I went through a lot of trouble to get Susan to help, and this seems a bit too harsh."

She nailed it with that; indeed, Susan had agreed to help this time solely on Chu Xi’s account, as Susan had the skills to treat his hereditary headaches—an inarguable merit on Chu Xi’s part.