After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 186: Do You Want to Date?

Every day after work, Shen Qingqing goes to buy fresh vegetables.

This time she brought napa cabbage, carrots, scallions, and pork ribs.

At home, there were still potatoes, pumpkins, eggs, and cured meat that keep well...

There’s no shortage of rice, flour, grains, and oil—enough to make a sumptuous meal.

Jiang Zhixun insisted on helping, and Shen Qingqing unceremoniously instructed him, "Wash the carrots, then chop them into pieces for the pork rib stew."

The corners of the man’s mouth curved upward, and he only said one word, "Okay."

Shen Qingqing couldn’t fathom what he was thinking.

She didn’t know what he found so amusing.

She glanced at Jiang Zhixun a few times and saw that he was working normally, hadn’t bumped into anything, and only then did she feel a bit relieved.

The pork ribs were put on to stew first.

While Jiang Zhixun was washing the carrots, Shen Qingqing thought she’d knead the dough to make some steamed buns later.

"Don’t move, I’ll do it." Jiang Zhixun sped up his vegetable washing.

Shen Qingqing snorted, "If someone saw, they’d think I was abusing a patient."

Jiang Zhixun couldn’t help but laugh, "I’ll tell them it’s my own itchy hands wanting to help."

"People aren’t fools."

Shen Qingqing dried her hands and started kneading the dough.

The dough was prepared by Madam Jiang beforehand, so it could be steamed and eaten later.

Jiang Zhixun kept glancing at her.

His pace slowed as well; he wanted to spend more time with Qingqing.

If he finished the work, he’d definitely be kicked out of the kitchen!

Jiang Zhixun’s guess was right; Shen Qingqing was just waiting for him to finish cutting the carrots to kick him out.

Unexpectedly, he was working at a snail’s pace.

He kept washing the carrots over and over, removing the tiny roots as if he were picking out lice, one by one.

Shen Qingqing wanted to say something but swallowed her words in the end.

His eyesight was poor, so she considered it rehabilitation training.

Shen Qingqing comforted herself this way.

Finally, after washing the carrots clean with no roots left, Jiang Zhixun started peeling them.

Shen Qingqing had a strange expression, "So, what were you doing washing them so carefully just now?"

Jiang Zhixun answered confidently, "Because I felt like it."

Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes and didn’t want to pay him any more attention, continuing to knead the dough on the board.

No matter what the man said, she didn’t respond.

Jiang Zhixun felt anxious, thinking he’d said something wrong again.

He didn’t dare provoke her emotions further.

He could only speed up his work.

Seeing Jiang Zhixun finish cutting the carrots and reaching for the scallions, Shen Qingqing quickly stopped him.

"No scallions."

Shen Qingqing usually doesn’t like scallions unless they’re in steamed buns or dumplings.

In other dishes, she always picks them out.

Jiang Zhixun had learned her habits by now.

He knew Shen Qingqing skipped scallions, ginger, and garlic to consider his condition.

His emotions slowly rose.

There was a warm, soft feeling swelling in his chest.

Even though they weren’t remarried yet, Jiang Zhixun felt that as things were now... he was quite happy.

Qingqing cared for him, proving he had a place in her heart.

He chuckled softly, "We can steam two batches; it won’t take much time anyway."

Seeing that he had washed the scallions and was preparing to chop them up, Shen Qingqing quickly took the knife from his hand.

"Be careful with your eyes."

Scallions have a pungent smell, and when your eyes are uncomfortable, even a little whiff could make you tear up.

Jiang Zhixun was now considered a household treasure, and Shen Qingqing dared not risk exposing him to it.

If there were any adverse effects, she couldn’t afford the responsibility.

She hadn’t meant to buy scallions in the first place but having shopped more recently, she befriended an auntie who insisted on giving her a few scallions.

Shen Qingqing pushed Jiang Zhixun aside, taking the space in front of the chopping board, "Go sit in the living room."

She suddenly moved very close, even brushing against his chest.

Jiang Zhixun’s body immediately tensed up.

He raised his hand slightly; just half a step forward, and he could wrap the soft body in his arms. freewebnσvel.cѳm

But he didn’t dare.

He feared breaking the current harmony.

Shen Qingqing had her back to Jiang Zhixun, missing the loving gaze in his eyes.

With one hand pressing the scallions and the other holding the knife, she swiftly chopped them.

Jiang Zhixun was right; steaming buns wasn’t troublesome, so they could make two different flavors!

She wore a turtleneck sweater, her slender neck elegantly wrapped.

But her graceful figure wasn’t hidden.

Jiang Zhixun couldn’t help but feel Shen Qingqing was excessively beautiful.

She made his heart race uncontrollably.

He moved his feet, ultimately shifting aside.

He dared not do anything that would anger Shen Qingqing.

Truly, he didn’t dare.

Seeing Jiang Zhixun take over kneading, Shen Qingqing, although a bit uneasy, finally noticed Jiang Zhixun had another skill outside of work.

He was attentive to details.

Compared to someone who just waited to be served, he was slightly better.

Unconsciously, Shen Qingqing gave Jiang Zhixun a few more points.

Jiang Zhixun didn’t want to leave the kitchen and kept dawdling around, looking for things to do.

Shen Qingqing didn’t mind as long as he didn’t do anything dangerous.

The ribs stew on the stove started to give off a rich aroma.

Jiang Zhixun suddenly asked Shen Qingqing, "What did you eat for three meals a day when you were abroad?"

Was it the diet that made her period irregular, or was it because she didn’t live well those four years?

Jiang Zhixun wanted to know about her past.

Even if Zhou Hansheng was in that past, he’d accept it.

Shen Qingqing didn’t know his real thoughts and selectively said, "Breakfast was eggs, sausages, toast... Lunch was usually sandwiches, and dinner might be mashed potatoes, fried fish, or stew."

"Nothing else?"

Shen Qingqing: "Generally just those."

Jiang Zhixun thought it was no wonder she looked a bit thinner this time back; she must not have eaten well abroad.

He said plaintively, "That guy’s useless, didn’t know how to make good food for you."

If he had been with Qingqing, he would have changed up the menu, making delicious food she liked.

He’d have fed her until she was nice and plump!

Shen Qingqing frowned, "Why do you keep badmouthing Zhou Hansheng?"

What else could it be?

Of course, he wanted her to see Zhou Hansheng wasn’t a good choice for a partner.

Even if Zhou Hansheng returned home, she’d know better than to consider him!

Jiang Zhixun felt he had to prepare for the future.

He muttered to himself, "I can cook, do housework, and have experience caring for patients. Even when I get old, and can’t move much, I can still take care of... a partner."

He even glanced at Shen Qingqing as he spoke.

The meaning was obvious.

Shen Qingqing’s mouth twitched; this guy sure could dream, thinking so far ahead!

She snorted, "Take care of yourself first before you talk."

Jiang Zhixun: "Even though I haven’t raised a kid, I’m starting to learn. Later I can give homework guidance directly, no problem."

Shen Qingqing got annoyed, "Shut up, will you!"

What kid.

He’s dreaming!

Jiang Zhixun raised an eyebrow, "Shen Qingqing, will you date me?"

He hadn’t intended to push so urgently.

But he really couldn’t help it.

He wanted Shen Qingqing, wanted to marry her.

That marriage certificate was important; with it, Qingqing wouldn’t be able to leave him for the rest of her life!

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