After three years of marriage, she didn't go home? 70's Jiaojiao wants a divorce

Chapter 240 Stop Staring at Shen Qingqing

Shen Qingqing didn't agree to get a marriage certificate, but she didn't refuse either, which was a good thing for Jiang Zhixun.

He can still recall the scene when Shen Qingqing rejected him completely.

Compared to the past, he is very happy now.

After dinner, Shen Qingqing had to go back to her school dormitory. She had class the next morning, and her elders didn't want her to stay.

She simply asked Jiang Zhixun to take her.

Jiang's mother: "Take the cake back with you, share it with your colleagues, and save some for breakfast tomorrow."

There's still more than half of the cake left; if we don't eat it soon, it'll definitely spoil.

Shen Qingqing cut off a piece, enough for her breakfast.

"You can have the rest. There are too many people in this building, just nodding acquaintances. It wouldn't make sense to give it to anyone, so I'll just leave it."

Shen Qingqing's close colleagues either got their own housing or their families had housing; none of them lived in the single dormitory.

You see other people every day, but you don't have any close friendships with them.

People are often very complex.

A piece of cake is nothing special, but it can still be the trigger for conflict.

It would be better to give it to no one at all, which would prevent a lot of trouble.

Jiang's mother: "Then take it to the office and give it to your colleagues as a snack."

If it hadn't been overnight, Shen Qingqing would have done it.

He shook his head. "I'll treat them to a meal another time."

She ate leftover cake and got sick; she can take responsibility for herself.

I feel bad giving it to someone else.

Jiang's mother: "Really not taking it? Then I'll share it with the children in the yard. Grandpa and your father don't like it, and I can't eat much by myself. It would be a waste to keep it."

Shen Qingqing nodded, "Let's break up."

Most of the children in the courtyard are very cute.

When Jiang Zhixun was hospitalized, they volunteered to take care of him.

Except for a very few troublemakers, Shen Qingqing had a very good impression of the people here.

Just like Qin Wenqiang.

They grew up together in the compound, and now they each have their own jobs and lives.

But Qin Wenqiang will help them without hesitation whenever they need it.

There are quite a few righteous people like him in the compound.

Jiang Zhixun came downstairs, carrying a square box in his hand.

Very big.

Very conspicuous.

It was as if she was trying to cover something up; she wasn't cold at all, yet she had a coat draped over her arm, attempting to conceal the box.

Jiang's mother was extremely curious and wanted to ask her son if it was a birthday gift he had prepared for Qingqing.

Afraid of ruining the surprise, I could only hold back.

Jiang Zhixun walked straight towards the door without turning his head. "Aren't you coming with me?"

Shen Qingqing thought to herself, "This guy is quite pretentious."

During the day, she's incredibly clingy, but now she's acting like she's not to be approached.

Is he a chameleon, constantly changing?
He coughed lightly, then said, "I'm going back to school now."

Jiang's mother winked at her and nudged Shen Qingqing's back.

"Hurry up, or that kid will panic."

Jiang Zhixun put the things in the back seat.

He casually rested his long arm on the passenger side door, waiting for Shen Qingqing to get in.

As those teasing words drifted into his ears, Jiang Zhixun felt inexplicably happy.

Everyone approves of his relationship with Shen Qingqing, and it feels really good, really good...

"What are you doing standing still?"

Shen Qingqing had already gotten into the passenger seat, while Jiang Zhixun was still holding the car door.

A smile played on her lips, as gentle as a spring breeze, though she seemed lost in thought.

The man suddenly leaned down and kissed her on the corner of her mouth.

"Happy birthday, baby."

Shen Qingqing's face flushed instantly. If she remembered correctly, this was the second time Jiang Zhixun had called her "baby."

More blush-inducing and heart-pounding than his wife.

He's usually so aloof, I wonder where he learned it from, but he can still say such intimate words.

She tugged at the man's handsome face. "Comrade Jiang, please be serious and stop being so glib."

"I'm just saying this because I feel it."

Shen Qingqing is his darling.

A treasure lost and found!

He gave her another peck on the corner of her lips. "I'm kissing my own wife, who has a problem with that?"

Just as Shen Qingqing was about to grab Jiang Zhixun's ear, she suddenly felt a venomous gaze fall squarely on her.

Her resentment was palpable, as if she wanted to poke a hole through her.

It was impossible for Shen Qingqing not to notice.

Turning their heads to look, they saw Yang Fen standing not far away, staring intently at them.

He clicked his tongue and said, "Hurry up and leave, this is annoying."

Jiang Zhixun also saw Yang Fen, glanced at her indifferently, took two steps back, and closed the passenger door.

The car turned a corner and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Fen finally broke free from that cold, stern gaze, her heart pounding.

I was scared.

She knew Jiang Zhixun's temper and knew she wouldn't get a kind word from him.

She was mentally prepared, but that cold gaze still sent a chill down her spine.

He clutched his chest and muttered under his breath, "Shameless!"

They're kissing and cuddling right in front of their own home; who knows how much worse they might be behind their backs.

No wonder I went to the hospital to get that thing that day.

Unfortunately, no one believed her even if she told them.

Yang Fen felt extremely frustrated that she couldn't get a firm grip on Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun.

But there was nothing she could do.

I'm afraid that I might accidentally ruin the wedding again.

She's almost thirty; she really can't afford to wait any longer.

If she doesn't get married soon, not only will her family nag her, but the gossip outside will drown her.

"Hey, aren't you getting married? Instead of staying home and preparing for the wedding, why are you standing here like a doorman?"

Jiang's mother came out of the yard, preparing to call the children to come home for cake.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Yang Fen.

Considering that the young couple had just left the compound not long ago, it's easy to guess why Yang Fen was standing there with a grim expression.

Jiang's mother said with a resentful tone, "If a person doesn't know their own limitations and always focuses on others, they're bound to have a bad life."

Yang Fen forced a smile. "Auntie, I'm getting married. You should have received the invitation by now."

"Ah."

"It's not that I'm unwanted, and I won't pester Zhixun. Don't worry."

Jiang's mother didn't want to say much to her, but when she saw Yang Fen's pitiful act, she became furious.

"You've already tried to pester me relentlessly, so why are you pretending to be innocent now?"

These words left no room for leniency, and Yang Fen's expression nearly collapsed.

To reiterate, "Auntie, I'm getting married."

"Then live your life well and stop targeting Zhixun and Qingqing. I didn't hold your past actions against you because of your parents. But face will eventually run out. If you try to take advantage of them again, I'll never forgive you."

He gave Yang Fen a cold look and said, "You'd better watch yourself."

Jiang's mother has passed away.

Yang Fen kicked the pavement in anger, "What's she so smug about? So what if she married into a good family?"

He spat in the direction Jiang's mother had left, "She's shamelessly trying to curry favor with Shen Qingqing!"

He cursed Shen Qingqing again, calling her a "vixen!"

I don't know what kind of spell Shen Qingqing cast on the Jiang family that made them so protective of her.

Yang Fen's eyes were filled with resentment; nothing good ever came of her when she was around Shen Qingqing.

That guy is a jinx!