After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 214: Take One Step at a Time

Madam Jiang still didn’t understand the situation and remained silent, simply observing Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun calmly.

This observation revealed something unusual.

Their gazes met from time to time.

Zhixun, just like before, stared intently at Qingqing.

Qingqing... would blush.

She would use her eyes to warn Zhixun.

This had never happened before.

The significant discovery made Madam Jiang’s heart skip a beat, making her want to ask them directly.

But the young couple decided to keep it a secret, surely for their own reasons.

If she were to ask, it might spoil things.

She could only hold back with effort.

As the sun set, Shen Qingqing wanted to leave, "I have classes tomorrow, I’ll go back to prepare for them."

Without Madam Jiang having to say anything, Jiang Zhixun had already gotten up to see her off.

Shen Qingqing didn’t bother with formalities with him.

She only asked perfunctorily, "Will it disrupt your plans? Otherwise, I can go back by myself."

Jiang Zhixun’s eyes gleamed with amusement, "I happen to be going out for some errands, I’ll drop you off on the way."

"Then thanks for the trouble," Shen Qingqing said in mock seriousness.

The two agreed this way back and forth.

Madam Jiang suppressed her excitement, and tried to speak in a normal tone, "Take your time coming back."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

Jiang Zhixun: "..."

They both looked at Madam Jiang at the same time, the latter, fearing exposure, took a cloth and went to the kitchen.

Without seeing her face, Shen Qingqing couldn’t figure out whether Madam Jiang had noticed something.

Since she wasn’t saying anything, Qingqing pretended not to know.

Jiang Zhixun thought the same.

It was impossible to keep their relationship a secret from the family forever, as long as the elders didn’t rush them into marriage or push for children, things would go as they are.

Even if exposed, it didn’t matter.

No one would stand in the way of their relationship.

The two of them left the house one after the other, Madam Jiang stood at the kitchen window, tiptoeing to look out.

Only when the tall and short figures disappeared completely did she dare to laugh out loud.

They really have something going on.

They might reconcile!

Father Jiang ran into Shen Qingqing outside and chatted with her for a bit.

Upon returning home, he saw his wife beaming with joy, and asked casually, "Did you come into some money?"

"No money, but I did get a daughter-in-law."

"Hmm?" Father Jiang was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Madam Jiang replied evasively, "Did you just run into Qingqing and Zhixun?"

"I did."

"And you didn’t notice anything different about them?"

Father Jiang recalled carefully, "Qingqing seemed nicer to Zhixun, not like before when the mere sight of him made her roll her eyes and show disdain."

If their son was being disdained, Madam Jiang would have previously defended him, but now she was elated.

"Even you noticed, which means they can hardly hide it now!"

Father Jiang finally caught on and raised an eyebrow, "You mean those two?"

The implication was understood by Madam Jiang.

She nodded, "It must be that. If they won’t say, we shouldn’t push; let’s pretend we know nothing, they’ll come clean someday."

Father Jiang paced the living room for a few steps, suddenly burst into laughter, "The rascal finally did something right!"

Qingqing is such a fine girl, she should belong to the Jiang Family!

Madam Jiang was also very happy.

"As long as they have each other for support, whether they make it public or not, I won’t mind."

Father Jiang nodded, "They aren’t kids anymore; let them decide for themselves."

Feeling excessively joyful, Madam Jiang even started humming a tune.

No wonder Zhixun wanted to move back to the marital home that day, it must be because he and Qingqing have made progress!

After a few minutes of happiness, Madam Jiang thought of another problem.

If they don’t remarry, how can they be intimate?

Without intimacy, how can they have children?

Even if they don’t have kids, there’s a big difference between having a harmonious sex life and not!

Madam Jiang pondered whether to get some contraceptives from the hospital to avoid any worries for them.

But then feared Qingqing might misunderstand, thinking she was being inappropriate and letting her son take advantage...

After much consideration, she thought they should remarry, solving all the issues.

But the consequences of rushing a marriage were something Madam Jiang feared she couldn’t accept.

Happy only for a few minutes, she started sighing again, looking troubled, as if something huge was weighing on her mind.

"What is it now?"

Madam Jiang hesitated to speak, "Get out of my hair!"

Better to play it by ear.

They are thirty-three and twenty-eight, and after the New Year, they’ll be another year older, they understand these things.

They should not need elders worrying over them.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhixun took Shen Qingqing back to her dormitory.

The sheets washed before leaving hadn’t yet dried fully, but luckily Shen Qingqing had two sets to switch between.

After helping her make the bed, Jiang Zhixun said, "Save me a spot in the closet, I’ll bring some changes of clothes next time."

He said while already tidying the wardrobe.

Shen Qingqing crossed her arms and watched him busy himself.

She smiled wryly, "Mr. Jiang, you sure know how to manage things."

Jiang Zhixun turned to look at her, "I’m already yours, is it asking too much to leave me a space?"

He eyes her with suspicion, "You wouldn’t back out now, would you?"

Shen Qingqing gave him a side-eye, "Do as you like."

Jiang Zhixun wasn’t planning to stay here, but having a change of clothes was necessary.

In case today’s situation happened again, he would have clothes to change into.

Shen Qingqing’s room was tidied up neatly, though her standards differed from Jiang Zhixun’s.

He simply took out all the clothes from the wardrobe and reorganized them item by item.

Shen Qingqing left him to it, turned on the small desk lamp, and began preparing her lessons.

The two minded their own business, without disturbing each other.

Jiang Zhixun had a high standard for cleanliness, but he worked quickly, and in no time, Shen Qingqing’s clothes were neatly arranged.

He even sorted them by color.

What needed to be hung, were hung, and what needed folding, were folded properly, scarves, and silk scarves folded no differently than those in display cases.

Even Shen Qingqing’s intimate apparel was placed in separate storage boxes.

Jiang Zhixun had done these things for Shen Qingqing before, and though it felt a bit awkward now, thinking that Qingqing was his wife, he relaxed.

Through his hands, the closet felt newly organized.

Shen Qingqing saw it from the mirror.

To be honest, everything looked pleasing when organized neatly.

She generously said, "On your days off, come help me organize the house."

Jiang Zhixun raised a brow, "What’s in it for me?"

Shen Qingqing glanced at him, "You’re such a sly fox, reining it in a bit."

Jiang Zhixun: "Let’s agree in advance, to avoid disputes later."

Shen Qingqing scoffed and continued writing her teaching plan.

At this time, Jiang Zhixun knew better than to tease her, so he took a book and sat quietly on the couch to read.

His wife had cultural sophistication, so he also needed to read more, thus he wouldn’t be left behind.

Otherwise, without a common language, how would he deal with her disdain?

The room was quiet, save for the rustling sound of a pen on paper.

Jiang Zhixun felt completely at peace.

The past years’ restlessness, anxiety, heartbreak... all negative emotions were soothed.

This must be what blissful times mean.

The school had a curfew, so punctually, Jiang Zhixun went outside to bring Shen Qingqing some late-night snacks, and then left the school.

The teacher next door was incredibly envious.

"Teacher Shen, you really know how to handle a husband!"

Shen Qingqing couldn’t help but smile, "It’s all thanks to his own willingness."

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