After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 204: The Confidence to Become Shen Qingqing

Chapter 204: Chapter 204: The Confidence to Become Shen Qingqing

Madam Jiang came to see Shen Qingqing and talked to her about attending the wedding, meanwhile picking her son up to go home.

Her gaze lingered between the two of them, eyes full of scrutiny.

On the surface, Shen Qingqing remained calm, but internally, her heart was in her throat.

She was afraid Madam Jiang would notice something.

She and Jiang Zhixun were already adults; it wouldn’t be a big deal if their relationship was made public.

However, she feared the elders would push for marriage.

After marriage, the next push would be for having children.

Very afraid.

Very afraid!

So it’s better to keep it hidden unless she was ready for marriage and having kids.

Shen Qingqing casually withdrew her hand, "Auntie, what brings you here?"

Madam Jiang glared at her son, "Useless."

Actually getting kicked out.

Even though she had envisioned such a scenario, seeing it made her feel embarrassed.

For so long, even this rascal hasn’t made Qingqing soften; can they really remarry?

Madam Jiang felt increasingly uncertain.

Facing Shen Qingqing, she switched attitudes, pretended not to see anything, and said with a smile, "You’re rest on Sunday, just in time for someone’s wedding in the compound, inviting you to come back for the feast."

Shen Qingqing is now a university teacher, with a decent job, and respected by many.

Other than those with Yang Fen’s group, others are keen to interact with Shen Qingqing.

Therefore, a special invitation was written for her, left with Madam Jiang, asking someone to pass it along.

Shen Qingqing looked at Jiang Zhixun with a questioning gaze.

Jiang Zhixun: "Mom didn’t tell me."

Madam Jiang: "You spend no time at home, where do I get the chance to tell you?"

Jiang Zhixun shoved his hands into his pockets, "She has plans that day."

Compared to attending the feast, Jiang Zhixun felt that a date was more important.

He and Qingqing both had work, so moments for a world of their own were hard to come by.

Each opportunity must be cherished.

Madam Jiang asked Shen Qingqing, "Busy with something, work-related?"

Receiving Jiang Zhixun’s gaze, Shen Qingqing coughed lightly, "There’s a bit of business."

Attending the wedding with Madam Jiang would surely lead to many inquiries about her.

Either about work.

Or about when she’d be getting married and having children.

Rather than answering their questions, Shen Qingqing preferred to go climbing with Jiang Zhixun.

At least with him, whether happy or unhappy, she could express herself directly.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqing felt a bit abashed, felt like she was taking advantage of Jiang Zhixun.

She glanced at him, "If it ends early, I’ll hurry back."

Jiang Zhixun chimed in, "I’ll come to pick you up."

Madam Jiang, hearing in a daze, followed with, "Missing the feast is no problem, when you return, I’ll make you your favorite soup dumplings."

Shen Qingqing nodded.

"Please come inside for a while."

Madam Jiang handed the invitation to her, "I’ll give money as a present in your name."

Before, Shen Qingqing and the Jiang Family were one entity; matters like these didn’t need her concern, they were handled by Madam Jiang.

So until just now she didn’t realize it involved sending money as a gift.

Hurriedly she went inside, took a wallet from the drawer; it contained her newly received salary.

"Please hand this over to Grandpa for me."

Madam Jiang glanced at her son, puzzled, not knowing what they were up to.

But she still accepted the money.

This money the old man won’t accept, she’d say a word and save it to return to Qingqing as a lump sum in the future.

"Zhixun is leaving, so I won’t sit down, let’s talk when you return to the compound."

Jiang Zhixun wanted to say he wasn’t in a rush to leave; they could chat leisurely.

But Shen Qingqing was quicker to act, "Then be careful on the road."

Madam Jiang nodded, "After you finish your work get some rest early, we’re leaving."

This rascal interfering with Qingqing all day, seeing several books spread out on her desk, it’s clear her work wasn’t finished.

Better to leave early.

Or else she would be up late working.

Without waiting for Shen Qingqing to see them off, mother and son walked one after the other towards the stairway, Jiang Zhixun with hands in coat pockets, looked nonchalant.

Madam Jiang scolded, "Getting kicked out and still not leaving quickly."

Jiang Zhixun’s mouth twitched.

Really wanted to tell his dear mother that he was Shen Qingqing’s boyfriend now, not really kicked out.

Unfortunately, Qingqing disagreed.

Being looked at with a man’s grievance, Shen Qingqing felt guilty.

Thinking it through, this was agreed upon earlier, and Jiang Zhixun agreed, there was no need to feel guilty.

Thus, she straightened her spine again.

Silently mouthed, "Still not leaving quickly?"

Jiang Zhixun pushed his cheeks, suddenly wanted to tease her, "Seems like a button fell off, did you tug it off?"

Shen Qingqing knew he did it intentionally.

But still got nervous for a moment.

Afraid of causing further fuss, she briskly shut the door.

Madam Jiang walked downstairs, already reached the corner, "What button?"

The silhouette had already disappeared; Jiang Zhixun withdrew his gaze, "Mistaken, it’s still there."

Madam Jiang glared at him, "No wonder Qingqing dislikes you!"

Jiang Zhixun: "..."

"When does she dislike me?"

She clearly loved him a lot.

Whenever he encountered difficulty, she’d get anxious.

On that day at the hospital she almost cried from anxiety.

"When doesn’t she dislike you? Now you’re able to be close to her, you’re indebted to us; if not for us bringing her to Beijing back then, nurturing a few years of affection as a foundation, you wouldn’t have even seen her from the day you divorced."

This was true.

But Jiang Zhixun still insisted, "She doesn’t dislike me."

Madam Jiang: "Deluding yourself."

Jiang Zhixun asked, "You’re hitting me with these truths, do you still want me to win back your daughter-in-law?"

"I do."

Madam Jiang sighed, "But I don’t dare trust you too much; if it really doesn’t work out, you both go your separate ways, you’re not getting any younger, should matchmake, should have kids."

Regarding Shen Qingqing’s side, she dared not push anymore.

Jiang Zhixun understood the elders’ thoughts, but didn’t like hearing these words.

"There’s nobody else, don’t say nonsense in front of Qingqing."

She already lacked security; if she heard this, she’d surely misunderstand him.

Perhaps she’d choose to avoid loss and break up with him again.

Jiang Zhixun’s family origin was good; studies and career also smooth sailing.

Only emotional issues made him stumble.

He and Shen Qingqing were different.

Though his family elders often disparaged him, he had the backing and confidence when faced with real issues.

He never lacked a sense of security.

Jiang Zhixun wanted to be Shen Qingqing’s support, wanted to be her confidence.

When she thought of him, she’d be filled with a sense of security.

This couldn’t be achieved overnight; must wholeheartedly love her.

Focused.

Unwavering.

"Don’t mention matchmaking." Jiang Zhixun said so.

Madam Jiang, even though she had realized many things and no longer forced anything.

Occasionally still hoped her son would settle, have a career, and have some kids.

Perhaps human hearts were inherently biased.

And human nature indeed truly complex.

Madam Jiang hoped her son could win back Shen Qingqing, but feared he’d invest a lot of time and effort and end up empty-handed.

The more she thought, the more worried she became.

Sighed, "Such misfortune!"

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