After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 74 Don’t Look for Trouble When There is None

Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Don’t Look for Trouble When There is None

The state of Shen Qingqing was completely the opposite.

Looking at the divorce certificate in his hand, Jiang Zhixun was still in a daze.

He and Shen Qingqing were divorced.

The thought kept swirling in his mind.

To say he didn’t regret it would be a lie.

But he just couldn’t harden his heart enough to let Shen Qingqing continue bearing the psychological pressure.

Seeing the smile on her face, Jiang Zhixun felt a faint, lingering pain in his heart.

Amid the pain, there was also a hint of anger.

"Getting a divorce with me makes you this happy?"

Now that she had what she wanted, Shen Qingqing was willing to show Jiang Zhixun a kinder expression.

He had been kind to her once, enough to offset the neglect of the past three years.

And the Jiang Family had nurtured her; by that calculation, she was still the one who had taken advantage of the Jiang Family.

She put the divorce certificate into her coat pocket. She didn’t say she was happy, nor did she pretend to be unhappy.

She merely offered him a genuine thank you, "Thank you for your cooperation."

She spoke with sincerity, leaving Jiang Zhixun with no chance to say the words that were stuck in his chest.

He sulked and gave a muffled grunt in response.

Then he tucked the divorce certificate away himself.

Raising his hand to glance at his watch, he said, "It’s still early. Let’s go to the hospital first."

He had to hear it from the doctor himself—what exactly was wrong with Shen Qingqing?

What was the subsequent treatment plan?

As long as the problem could be solved, he was willing to spend however much it took.

If her condition was serious, he hoped Shen Qingqing would put aside her work and rest at home.

He was willing to take care of her for a lifetime.

When Jiang Zhixun stretched out his hand to pull her along, Shen Qingqing took half a step back.

She raised her eyebrows, "My medical condition is a personal matter. I hope Mr. Jiang can respect that."

Then she reminded him again, "You’re not my family anymore. When it comes to seeing a doctor... it’s none of your business."

Jiang Zhixun froze for a moment.

Only then did it dawn on him that, with the divorce certificate in hand, there were indeed things he no longer had the right to involve himself in.

If they were still married, he might get some answers by asking the doctor about Shen Qingqing’s condition.

But now, they weren’t married anymore.

It belatedly hit Jiang Zhixun—he should’ve taken Shen Qingqing to the hospital first and then gone to the civil affairs bureau!

For a brief moment, panic flashed through his heart, but he quickly steadied himself.

Jiang Zhixun said firmly, "Even if we’re divorced, you’re still part of the Jiang Family. I have the right to know your situation."

Shen Qingqing shot him a mocking look.

In three years, Jiang Zhixun had had countless opportunities to care about her.

But he hadn’t done it even once.

Now that they were divorced, he suddenly wanted to take her to see a doctor.

Shen Qingqing truly couldn’t figure out what Jiang Zhixun was really after.

"An ex who knows their place should be as good as dead. Your identity as my ex-husband means you have no right to interfere. Please mind your own business."

"Ex-husband..." Jiang Zhixun repeated the term.

His expression turned odd, as if he still wasn’t accustomed to his new identity.

Shen Qingqing said flatly, "If you can’t remember, you can always take out the divorce certificate and have a look at it."

With the divorce certificate in her possession, the chains that had shackled Shen Qingqing for so long were gone.

She felt light and free all over.

Even when facing Jiang Zhixun, her mood was much calmer.

No longer like before, where emotions would flare up at the slightest provocation.

If they hadn’t divorced, one day, Jiang Zhixun would’ve driven her to become a shrew.

Shen Qingqing didn’t regret her decision.

She should’ve taken this step a long time ago!

The words "ex-husband" kept echoing in Jiang Zhixun’s ears.

Reminding him over and over again.

Shen Qingqing was no longer his wife.

The tension in his body was wound tight, and only Jiang Zhixun knew—he regretted the divorce.

If he had known that as soon as the divorce certificate was obtained, Shen Qingqing would sever ties with him—

Then he should’ve hardened his heart, kept her by his side first, and dealt with everything else afterward.

Looking at Shen Qingqing, Jiang Zhixun’s expression turned dark and deep.

If he brought her back to the staff at this moment, could they remarry?

The cold, resolute look in the man’s eyes gave Shen Qingqing a chill down her spine.

Feeling uneasy, she didn’t want to stay with Jiang Zhixun any longer.

She stepped forward to leave.

Jiang Zhixun’s gaze darkened further. He knew Shen Qingqing was avoiding him, but he still followed after her.

Seeing that her direction wasn’t toward home or the hospital, Jiang Zhixun quickened his pace, caught up with Shen Qingqing, and firmly grabbed her right hand.

"Come with me to the hospital."

Shen Qingqing refused, "If you need treatment, go on your own."

Jiang Zhixun didn’t let go, his eyes full of genuine concern. "I’m worried about you."

It was a fact that she had visited the doctor.

It was also a fact that she had psychological issues.

Jiang Zhixun believed Qin Wenqiang wouldn’t lie to him.

As for the symptoms Shen Qingqing claimed to have, he couldn’t tell whether they were real or not.

Only by hearing it from the doctor himself could he rest assured.

Shen Qingqing lowered her gaze, staring at the man’s well-defined hand. "I don’t need my ex-husband’s concern."

She was impenetrably resistant, and he couldn’t treat her roughly either. Jiang Zhixun was fuming.

"Shen Qingqing, do you have to make people worry to feel satisfied?"

Shen Qingqing found his words ridiculous. "I never asked for your concern. Don’t create unnecessary trouble."

She tried to shake off Jiang Zhixun’s grip, but her injured left hand stopped her from moving freely.

Frustrated, Shen Qingqing let out a sigh. "Men and women should keep their distance. Stop pulling me around—it’s unsightly."

Her brows furrowed, and her beautiful face was filled with disdain.

Just a year ago, around this time, she had timidly called the Northwest to ask if he’d come home for New Year’s.

But in just one year, her attitude had made a complete U-turn.

Jiang Zhixun was struggling to accept it.

Especially now that he had realized his feelings—he liked Shen Qingqing.

He wanted to live a good life with her...

He sighed heavily. "Fine, we won’t go to the hospital. How about we go home?"

The man’s eyes were filled with pleading.

Shen Qingqing hesitated, thinking she must’ve seen it wrong.

This was Jiang Zhixun.

He was the most outstanding pilot.

The man everyone in the courtyard acclaimed as the most promising gentleman.

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Noticing Jiang Zhixun had loosened his grip, Shen Qingqing took the opportunity to free herself.

Averting her gaze, she avoided looking at the hurt in his eyes. "I have things to do. Go back on your own."

"What things?" Jiang Zhixun pressed.

The question made Shen Qingqing’s expression turn colder.

"We’re divorced. I hope you keep your distance and stop interfering in my affairs."

Jiang Zhixun looked frustrated.

He pressed his lips together. "I’m sorry."

His crisp apology only made Shen Qingqing’s anger rise in her chest.

Just looking at Jiang Zhixun irritated her.

Talking to him even more so made her want to lose her temper.

Shen Qingqing simply walked away in exasperation.

Jiang Zhixun followed her, one step behind.

His brows furrowed tightly, as if struggling with some serious dilemma.

As long as he didn’t bother her, Shen Qingqing could pretend he didn’t exist.

She reached a bus stop and got on the bus heading back to her rented apartment.

There was no way she could keep living in the courtyard.

She had made up her mind to move out even before the divorce.

Now that she had the divorce certificate, there was even less reason to stay.

At most, she’d stay there for a few more days.

After the New Year, she’d return to her rented place.

Sitting on the bus, Shen Qingqing stared blankly out the window.

If she weren’t sick, she would consider adjusting her work schedule and trying to get her work unit to assign her a house.

Renting an apartment wasn’t a long-term solution—it made her feel insecure.

But now, she didn’t know how long her illness would allow her to hold on, making a job adjustment impossible.

Jiang Zhixun sat directly behind Shen Qingqing. Thanks to his height and position, he could glimpse her expression.

Her previously relaxed demeanor was gone. Now, her face was shrouded in worry.

Her emotions seemed lost.

Confused.

As if she didn’t know which direction to take or where to go.

Jiang Zhixun suddenly became certain—Shen Qingqing really was sick.

She hadn’t lied about it just to provoke him into a divorce.