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

Chapter 322 New Home
On the day of the housewarming party, Shen Qingqing invited her colleagues and superiors, while Jiang Zhixun invited his close comrades-in-arms who were on leave.

The elders have arrived.

Relatives I visit often also came.

The two tables were full of people.

Cooking is a big undertaking, but fortunately Shen Qingqing had the foresight to buy several kinds of cooked food.

Otherwise, with both childcare and entertaining guests, it would be impossible to manage everything.

After a lively day, Jiang Zhixun took the children and stayed overnight at the new home with Shen Qingqing.

He carefully collected all the gifts brought by the guests and even made a list of them.

In the future, if other families have any business, they will have to reciprocate.

The house was quiet. Shen Qingqing breastfed her baby while watching Jiang Zhixun work.

He had finished organizing his things, so he took a small stool, sat down at the table, and wrote a list.

I was so close to her, I could touch her with just a stretch of my leg.

Looking at the man's broad back, Shen Qingqing suddenly sighed, "Life is really good now."

Successful career and harmonious family.

This is the life Shen Qingqing wants.

She doesn't fantasize about a passionate love affair, nor does she pursue a life of great wealth and status.

I just want to live out my life peacefully.

Jiang Zhixun asked, "Just not bad?"

Shen Qingqing: "Very good."

The man asked again, "Is it just very good?"

Seeing his increasingly demanding manner, Shen Qingqing wanted to curse again, "I take back what I just said."

Jiang Zhixun looked arrogant and snorted, "No matter what you think, I think this is the best day."

Having gone through a cold war and separation with Shen Qingqing, he knows how precious these days are.

Moved by the moment, Jiang Zhixun put down his pen and turned to kiss Shen Qingqing's lips.

I have no lustful desires, I just want to kiss her.

"What?"

"Want to kiss."

Shen Qingqing held the baby, "He's not asleep yet."

Xiaoman not only didn't sleep, but also looked at them with her clear eyes open.

Jiang Zhixun felt inexplicably embarrassed.

But he didn't do anything wrong.

His wife is his own; he can kiss her whenever he wants!
She pinched her son's cheek and said, "Hurry up and drink your milk, your little sister is asleep."

The baby grunted and turned away to continue drinking milk.

Jiang Zhixun propped his elbows on the sofa, watching the child drink milk with great interest.

When it sucks, its cheeks puff out, which looks especially cute.

The old father's heart softened instantly.

Jiang Zhixun wanted to pat his son's head, but Shen Qingqing slapped him.

"Don't disturb him while he's drinking his milk."

Jiang Zhixun said matter-of-factly, "I didn't cover his mouth or forbid him from drinking, so how did it have any impact?"

Shen Qingqing said angrily, "You come here, so you won't cause trouble again."

Put the baby in Jiang Zhixun's arms and let him hold the baby himself and hold the bottle for the baby.

Shen Qingqing got up to wash up, and when she saw that she was about to leave, the little guy whimpered twice in a hurry.

The older they got, the more attached the siblings became to Shen Qingqing.

She has to sneak away to work, because if her child sees her leave, she'll cry for a long time.

Shen Qingqing reassured her, "Mommy won't leave."

Xiaoman couldn't understand. She tried to grab the bottle with one hand and reach for Shen Qingqing with the other.

Jiang Zhixun clicked his tongue twice, "So greedy."

Shen Qingqing stood aside with the children, unable to bear seeing him belittle the kids. She sat back down on the sofa, letting her son hold her finger and drink his milk peacefully.

This hits Jiang Zhixun right where it hurts: "The child doesn't even want you to hold him."

Jiang Zhixun was depressed.

“I’ve only been away from home for a few days, and these two brats have completely forgotten about me. They’re such little devils.”

As he spoke, he gently patted the little guy's bottom.

Xiaoman thought his father was playing with him, so he grinned and didn't want to drink his milk anymore.

Shen Qingqing reminded him, "The more he plays, the more excited he gets. If you don't want to sleep, you can keep teasing him."

Jiang Zhixun still wanted to enjoy some time alone with his wife. With the child not sleeping, where would they find any private space?

I immediately corrected my attitude and carefully fed the baby and coaxed him to sleep.

With both parents by his side, the baby felt very safe and soon drifted off to sleep.

Seeing that his eyelids were not completely closed, Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun dared not breathe.

I'm afraid that if there's any noise, the baby will suddenly wake up.

After a while, she finally fell asleep.

Jiang Zhixun hurriedly put the baby into the crib and asked Shen Qingqing, "Do you want to wash first, or should I?"

Shen Qingqing's lips twitched.

This guy is thirty-five years old, why is he still so enthusiastic about that kind of thing?
Isn't it said that men become celibate and indifferent after the age of thirty?

She understood Jiang Zhixun's late marriage; once he had tasted it, he was hooked.

But now that they have a child, why is he still the same as when they were newlyweds?
If he doesn't have to go to work the next day, he'd love to stay up all night...

Before Shen Qingqing could answer, Jiang Zhixun had already made arrangements for her.

"You should wash first. After you wash, you'll need to apply face cream. By the time you're done applying it, I'll be done washing too. The sooner we start, the sooner we can finish."

"I don't believe a single word of your nonsense!"

If you start earlier, he'll just say there's plenty of time and you can do it again!
Shen Qingqing snorted and took her pajamas to the bathroom.

The new home doesn't have many items, but every piece of furniture and decoration was carefully selected by Shen Qingqing.

To add some life to the room, the old man generously gifted her several potted plants.

The large ones are placed in various corners of the living room, and the small ones are placed on the cabinets.

There were also two pots of ferns hanging there.

The presence of green plants instantly made the room more beautiful and cozy.

Shen Qingqing glanced at the living room a few more times as she passed by, becoming more and more satisfied. She even started humming a song while taking a shower in the bathroom.

Jiang Zhixun, who has good hearing, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He's happy as long as his wife is in a good mood!
After staying in the new house for a few days, Shen Qingqing moved back to the compound with the children once Jiang Zhixun returned from his leave.

The children are cared for by Jiang's mother and Sister Zhou. If Xiaoman and Xiaoxi miss Shen Qingqing, they will be taken to the new house.

If they don't think much about it, can eat and sleep well, they'll just stay in the compound.

Seeing how the Jiang family treats the two little children like the apples of their eyes, not afraid of any trouble, everyone in the compound says that Shen Qingqing is lucky.

She married a successful man.

The elders can also be relied upon.

Such good fortune is not something everyone has.

"No wonder she could endure three years of hardship before divorcing Zhixun, given the circumstances back then. Who would want to give up such a good life?"

"She got through the hardship first and then enjoyed the reward; her suffering wasn't in vain."

"It's because Qingqing is so capable. No one else could have subdued Zhixun. Think about it, even when Yang Fen chased him all the way to the Northwest, Zhixun still didn't choose her."

"Why bring up Yang Fen? She's morally corrupt. No man would want her unless he's blind."

"She still got married, so can you say her current husband is blind? He's a very successful businessman, and I heard his business is booming."

The conversation naturally veered towards Yang Fen.

"But I heard that after that incident, her husband rarely came home. When asked, he said he was out of town doing business. Yang Fen's life was no different from being a widow."

"That's still better than divorce, Yang Fen should be content!"

Someone muttered under their breath, "If a man has money and doesn't come home, I hope he doesn't start another family outside!"

(End of this chapter)