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

Chapter 242 Opportunity
"Send them all."

Shen Qingqing punched his chest, "Answer the question properly, you know perfectly well that's not what I meant."

Jiang Zhixun: "I want to give them all."

As a result, he received a glare from Shen Qingqing.

She stared at him silently, as if to say: Keep pretending!

Jiang Zhixun chuckled softly, realizing that Qingqing truly understood him.

inside and outside.

I know everything about it!
A wedding dress, a watch, a pen—everything he wanted to give Shen Qingqing was a gift.

She needs the latter two for her daily work.

As for the wedding dress... their first wedding didn't leave any beautiful memories, and regardless of whether Qingqing still marries him or not, he wants to make up for the regrets of the past.

My mother mentioned before that a bride wore a wedding dress and looked very beautiful.

Qingqing is very fashionable; I think she'll like it too.

He wanted to see Qingqing wearing a wedding dress for him.

"I'll give you one last chance." Shen Qingqing glared at him, a rare innocent expression appearing on her face.

Jiang Zhixun finally revealed his true thoughts, "I really wanted to give you a wedding dress and propose to you, but after thinking about it, it's not my birthday, and the purpose of giving a gift shouldn't be to fulfill my own wishes."

It would be more appropriate for him to propose to Qingqing on his birthday.

But I'm also afraid that doing so might be seen as moral blackmail.

After much thought, I decided it's best to let things take their natural course.

Shen Qingqing stroked the wedding dress, her expression haughty, "Go ahead and ask."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhixun was still a little confused.

I don't quite believe what I'm hearing.

Shen Qingqing hugged his neck, "I'm not proposing, but you won't even take the chance?"

A huge surprise swept over Jiang Zhixun, almost overwhelming him.

He had fantasized countless times about what he should say and do when he proposed to Shen Qingqing to move her heart.

But when the moment actually came, he felt his mind go blank and couldn't recall any of the prepared remarks.

Shen Qingqing knew how sharp-tongued Jiang Zhixun was.

He was at a loss for what to do, which was strangely comical.

Shen Qingqing's eyes curved into a smile, "I'll count to three, and if you miss that, I won't listen anymore."

"one……"

He had only counted one number when Jiang Zhixun immediately cupped Shen Qingqing's face in his hands and silenced her with a kiss.

He was already strong, and now he was too excited. Shen Qingqing was held tightly around the waist, and her toes were almost off the ground.

With nowhere to go, he could only lean his weight on Jiang Zhixun.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Jiang Zhixun finally released Shen Qingqing.

"You cheat!" Shen Qingqing cursed at him.

The man's smile deepened.

Let them scold me, as long as Qingqing has him in her heart.

Holding Shen Qingqing's hand, he solemnly kissed the back of her fair and flawless hand.

He stammered, "I want to marry you, I want to be your legal husband, I want you to love me, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life..."

Shen Qingqing hugged Jiang Zhixun's neck and burst out laughing.

"Isn't wanting so much too greedy?"

Jiang Zhixun moved closer to her, tightening his grip on Shen Qingqing's hand, "It's hard not to be greedy with you."

Love and marriage are exclusive; he only wants Shen Qingqing!

I couldn't control myself.

"Qingqing, shall we get married?"

The man's voice was gentle, but upon closer listening, there was a hint of unease.

He still didn't believe that Shen Qingqing would suddenly change her mind.

Overwhelmed by the enormous surprise, Jiang Zhixun was dizzy and disoriented, losing all ability to think calmly.

There is no other skill than following your heart.

Shen Qingqing felt his sincerity. Dating was good, but marriage seemed like a good option as well.

Will you still run away?

"No." Jiang Zhixun's expression was solemn. "We will never back down."

Shen Qingqing smiled and said, "Alright, let's try getting married. If things don't work out, we can always get divorced again."

"Don't leave!"

Jiang Zhixun hurriedly declared, "I will never get a divorce!" Shen Qingqing snorted, "Does that mean I have to keep putting up with your bad treatment of me? Jiang Zhixun, how can you treat people like this?"

"I won't bully you anymore."

He won't deny what happened in the past, nor will he try to erase the bad memories.

He accepts criticism when he admits his mistake.

This time he will do his best to be a good husband.

Holding Shen Qingqing's shoulders, Jiang Zhixun took a half step back and said, "Have you thought it through? Are you really willing to get married?"

Shen Qingqing retorted, "You've changed your mind?"

"No."

Jiang Zhixun looked down into those beautiful eyes—gentle, kind, and powerful—that was her true nature.

Every time they made eye contact, his heart fluttered uncontrollably.

"I want to marry you, and I hope that you agree because you want to start a family with me and begin a new chapter in our lives, rather than because the atmosphere is right and you're being forced into it."

Shen Qingqing was both amused and exasperated. "Sometimes, getting married requires a bit of impulsiveness, and the right atmosphere isn't a bad thing."

Jiang Zhixun was a little insecure. "I'm afraid that once you calm down, you'll regret agreeing to my proposal."

She has never agreed to get married.

Even at the dinner table today, no clear answer was given.

She wants to keep dating, which was agreed upon a long time ago.

Jiang Zhixun was conflicted. He couldn't wait to marry Shen Qingqing, but he also wanted her to follow her heart, not to accommodate him, and not to force herself to do things she didn't want to do...

Shen Qingqing has been through a lot.

Good and bad, there are too many to count.

But she never regretted her decision. She just wanted to move forward and not keep looking back or making things difficult for herself with the past.

Even if you make the wrong decision at the moment, if you have the courage and determination to cut your losses in time, the situation is not too bad.

She has the courage to start over and the ability to handle unexpected situations.

Looking back and forth only leads to unnecessary trouble.

She is twenty-nine years old this year, and will be thirty soon.

How many more thirtys does one have in a lifetime?

Follow your heart and live however makes you happy.

Her soft, slightly cool fingertips touched his brow, and Jiang Zhixun heard her say, "No regrets."

The joy expanded in circles, spreading wildly.

Jiang Zhixun's heart tightened, and his breathing became erratic. "I... I'll go and file for marriage tomorrow!"

They remarried, but the necessary procedures couldn't be skipped; they still had to proceed step by step.

Shen Qingqing nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Zhixun added, "Once we get the marriage certificate, we'll hold a banquet and invite all our relatives and friends."

Shen Qingqing felt that organizing a wedding banquet was too tiring, and the wedding procession and other things were too complicated.

"Let's have a party. We can skip the wedding procession and just invite close relatives and friends. It'll save us a lot of trouble."

Jiang Zhixun listened to her.

Everything only has meaning if she is happy.

He hugged and kissed Shen Qingqing repeatedly, unable to contain his excitement, and said, "Wife, we're getting married!"

Infected by Jiang Zhixun's emotions, Shen Qingqing took the initiative to kiss his thin lips.

Once she took the initiative, Jiang Zhixun was powerless to resist.

He hurried along, and after the chaos subsided, he slumped into the sofa.

Jiang Zhixun leaned back on the sofa, looking up at the person sitting on him.

Her lipstick was smudged, and her eyes were clouded with subtle desire.

His chest heaved as he gasped for breath.

With a reach of his hand, Jiang Zhixun untied her hair tie, and her long, smooth, black hair cascaded down.

She was so beautiful that he wanted to meld her into his body and never be separated from her.

He pressed down on the back of Shen Qingqing's head, forcing her to lower her head, and at the same time, Jiang Zhixun went to meet her.

The air became thick and scalding hot.

They could hear each other's heartbeats.

So hot.

So powerful.

Everything falls into place.