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

Chapter 241 Avoiding Suspicion
Back at school, Shen Qingqing was stopped by the security guard.

"Teacher Shen, here is a package for you."

Shen Qingqing looked puzzled. Who would send her something?
The security guard handed the package to her.

The item is small and lightweight.

An arm reached out from behind and took the thing from Shen Qingqing's hand.

The man's eyes sharpened. "Tsk, he really hasn't given up his wicked intentions."

The gifts were given by Zhou Hansheng.

It was delivered on Shen Qingqing's birthday, so it must have been timed perfectly and was a special birthday gift for her.

Zhou Hansheng and Shen Qingqing had dated, so it was hard for Jiang Zhixun not to be jealous.

That was his Qingqing.

It's his wife!

That person took advantage of the situation and is now an ex, yet he still has the nerve to send Qingqing gifts.

"He's shameless and keeps bothering you."

Shen Qingqing looked up at him, "He's not in Beijing, so what's with all this harassment?"

The man snorted and shook the object in his hand. "He gave you a gift, isn't that just harassment? This guy is really something, he's already an ex, and he still doesn't know how to avoid suspicion!"

Shen Qingqing smiled enigmatically, "Yes, yes, you're the only one who knows how to avoid suspicion."

Even with his thick skin, Jiang Zhixun felt a little embarrassed.

He said in a muffled voice, "That's different."

"What's the difference?"

“I am your husband, he is just your boyfriend, and I am the one you will spend your life with.”

Shen Qingqing reminded him, "It's her ex-husband."

Jiang Zhixun snorted, "He's my ex-boyfriend, I'm your current boyfriend, and your future lover."

She got angrier and angrier as she talked, and wanted to throw away the gift Zhou Hansheng had sent.

Shen Qingqing scolded him, "This isn't a gift for you, why are you so excited?"

“Sending gifts to someone else’s girlfriend, don’t you think that’s going too far?” Jiang Zhixun gritted his teeth.

Shen Qingqing gave him a meaningful look. "If you like competing so much, then you can keep it yourself."

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Zhixun rested his cheek on his hand and said, "Okay, I'll keep it for you."

Zhou Hansheng held no place in Qingqing's heart; she refused all the gifts he gave her!
Jiang Zhixun instantly cheered himself up.

She's just an ex; she's no match for him at all!

He freed one hand to put his arm around Shen Qingqing's shoulder, displaying a strong sense of possessiveness.

Shen Qingqing scolded him, "Childish."

"My pleasure."

So what if he's childish? He just wants to hold Qingqing in his arms and let everyone know that he, Jiang Zhixun, is Shen Qingqing's boyfriend!

Back in the dormitory, Jiang Zhixun placed the package sent by Zhou Hansheng at the door.

He'll take it with him when he leaves.

If Qingqing doesn't look, there's no need for him to force the things on her.

If the gift suits Qingqing's taste, she will be grateful to Zhou Hansheng in her heart, and she will think of him from time to time when she sees the gift. Wouldn't that achieve his goal?
He not only wanted to take the things away, but also wanted to make sure Qingqing had no time to think about Zhou Hansheng!

Jiang Zhixun thought so.

With a telepathic connection, Shen Qingqing instantly guessed his thoughts.

With a teasing expression, he said, "Maybe I should take a look, so I can reciprocate with a gift on his birthday."

"I won't look, I won't reply," the man said firmly.

Zhou Hansheng has always been thinking about Qingqing. If he receives a gift, won't he run back to China?
Jiang Zhixun said gently, "Studying requires a calm mind to learn real skills. Okay, let's not bother him."

Shen Qingqing didn't reply. She drew the curtains, stood in front of the wardrobe, and started changing her clothes by herself.

She didn't know what Zhou Hansheng had given her, but they had already broken up, and she and Jiang Zhixun had gotten back together, so there was no need to dwell on it.

Shen Qingqing didn't know if what she did was cold-blooded.

But she didn't want to give Zhou Hansheng any more hope.

She also didn't want him to make any major choices for her sake.

She couldn't bear the weight of Zhou Hansheng's life.

The only thing you can do is keep your distance and be a good ex.

She used to treat Jiang Zhixun the same way—cold, distant, and giving him no hope.

Jiang Zhixun still feels a bit scared when he thinks about it now.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that Qingqing had turned back and was willing to give him another chance. He was lucky!
Shen Qingqing took off her coat and stood there wearing only a tank top.

Her long hair was tied into a bun, and her snow-white arms and slender neck were exposed to the air.

She has a great figure, with curves in all the right places.

Without the cover of her outer garment, her great figure was fully exposed.

She tiptoed to get the clothes, her vest riding up to reveal a glimpse of her fair and delicate waist.

Jiang Zhixun put away the gift box he had prepared and turned around to see this scene.

Her waist was so thin, without an ounce of fat, yet incredibly supple.

My palms suddenly became burning hot, and the sensation of skin against skin suddenly surged up.

A faint fragrance filled the air, exactly the same as the scent on her body.

Everything was bewitching Jiang Zhixun, making him hold Shen Qingqing tightly.

This is his lover.

They want to be close and loving, and to be together for a lifetime.

With her back pressed against the man's hard chest, Shen Qingqing nudged him with her elbow.

"Don't disturb me while I'm changing."

A passionate kiss landed on her neck, delicate and persistent, spreading outwards.

The man gently rubbed his teeth against her shoulders.

It leaves no trace, but it also makes it impossible for Shen Qingqing to concentrate.

She exclaimed, "Ugh, you're so annoying!"

Jiang Zhixun smiled and said, "You look good dressed like this."

"I am cold."

The man hugged her tightly, his body heat transferring to her. "Are you still cold?"

The man was hot-tempered, and Shen Qingqing not only wasn't cold, but even thought he was too hot.

"Don't cause trouble."

Jiang Zhixun turned his head to look at her, "Are you hot? Want to take off another layer?"

Shen Qingqing spat at him, "Jiang Zhixun, you're so cunning!"

A muffled laugh reached my ears.

"My wife understands me best."

Warm breath sprayed onto Shen Qingqing's earlobes, neck, cheeks... and a thin blush spread across them.

Not to be outdone, she retorted, "I think you're the one who should take your clothes off, you're burning hot!"

She let go of the man's hand and quickly put on a loose-fitting garment.

Jiang Zhixun clicked his tongue, looking regretful, as if to say he hadn't seen enough.

Shen Qingqing glared at him, "Tune your part!"

The man looked completely innocent. "I was looking at my girlfriend."

Shen Qingqing deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, "What, you want to see other people's partners?"

Jiang Zhixun's lips twitched. "I only look at Shen Qingqing."

Shen Qingqing couldn't match his thick skin, and her face flushed with embarrassment after being told that.

She looked away and walked towards the desk. "What's inside?"

She pointed to the large box, which was Jiang Zhixun's birthday gift that he had been trying to hide from her, preventing her from seeing it beforehand.

He was hugged from behind again. "Open it and take a look."

Shen Qingqing suddenly became nervous.

He placed his long, slender fingers on the box, took a deep breath, and asked, "It's really open?"

"Ah."

A pink wedding dress came into view, and Shen Qingqing was stunned. She hadn't expected Jiang Zhixun to give her this.

The air was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qingqing's hand was grasped by someone.

Jiang Zhixun took out a new watch from somewhere and put it on her wrist.

Then take out a long, narrow box containing a fountain pen.

"This is the real birthday present."

Shen Qingqing's eyes stung, and she turned to look directly into Jiang Zhixun's eyes, "Which one do you most want to give it to? Tell me clearly."