After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 222 Won’t Mess Up

After a few minutes of commotion, Shen Qingqing straightened her hair and clothes in the bathroom mirror.

Her lips were excessively red.

She pursed them, but they wouldn’t return to normal.

Jiang Zhixun hugged her from behind, his gaze also falling on Shen Qingqing’s lips.

"They look nice, just like you put on lipstick."

Looking at her slightly swollen lips, Shen Qingqing was on the verge of tears, "This is way too obvious."

Jiang Zhixun: "Next time I’ll be gentler."

A short separation is better than a new marriage; it’s been too long since they last met, so he couldn’t control himself properly.

Next time, he’ll definitely be gentle.

There won’t be a trace left.

Shen Qingqing didn’t believe his nonsense, "If your mom sees, I’ll just say it was mosquito bites."

In the mirror, a mischievous smile appeared on the man’s lips.

"Our mom will be delighted, she’d love to pack me up and send me to your bed."

Shen Qingqing twisted around, trying to cover Jiang Zhixun’s mouth.

"Can you be more civilized when you speak?"

His sharp eyes, usually as keen as a hawk’s, were now full of tenderness.

Jiang Zhixun said, "I’m just telling the truth."

The idea to open another room earlier was just to create an opportunity for them, wasn’t it?

Shen Qingqing pinched his face, "So shameless!"

She wriggled out of Jiang Zhixun’s arms and walked towards the room door.

On the other side, Madam Jiang was also ready, prepared to go out at any time.

Afraid to show the abnormality on her lips, Shen Qingqing kept her head down upon entering, putting on a thin layer of lipstick before daring to meet Madam Jiang’s gaze.

They only stayed for ten minutes or so, and since Jiang Zhixun mentioned the commotion downstairs, Madam Jiang didn’t think much of it.

She just asked, "Did that person leave?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, "Brother Zhixun said the staff called the police, so she should be at the police station now."

Shu Xian’s scene affected more than just Shen Qingqing.

Madam Jiang said, "I hope she can be a bit more self-aware; if she causes trouble again, I will definitely scold her."

Interactions between people require reciprocity.

Even if there were frictions usually, one shouldn’t stand by indifferently in major matters.

Back then, they didn’t care about Qingqing, and now they want Qingqing to give them money; I don’t know where they get the nerve!

For Shen Qingqing, this was just a small matter, not worth ruining her mood over people who don’t matter.

"Let’s go, let’s eat first."

Madam Jiang nodded repeatedly, "Zhixun must be hungry, let’s eat first, then take our time to stroll around."

Jiang Zhixun listened to their arrangements.

After all, he came to Shanghai just to see Qingqing; whatever she wanted to do, he would accompany her.

Madam Jiang and Shen Qingqing walked arm in arm, with Jiang Zhixun following on Shen Qingqing’s side.

To avoid getting in anyone else’s way, he deliberately fell two steps behind.

Shen Qingqing couldn’t help but keep looking back at him, and on the third time, Jiang Zhixun couldn’t help but laugh.

"I won’t get lost, Teacher Shen, don’t worry."

Shen Qingqing also felt like it was her professional instincts kicking in.

She said stiffly, "Just follow properly."

Jiang Zhixun thought she looked incredibly cute at that moment, and as they reached a spacious area, he quickly caught up to Shen Qingqing’s side.

"Teacher Shen, don’t lose me."

His finger brushed against hers, causing Shen Qingqing’s face to blush instantly.

She slapped Jiang Zhixun’s hand, signaling with her eyes for him not to cross the line.

Jiang Zhixun raised his eyebrows, his tone light, but his words were cheeky, "Mom, Shen Qingqing hit me."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

They had already reached the night market, and Madam Jiang was busy looking at the stalls.

Hearing her son’s complaint, she didn’t even turn her head, "You deserved it."

Jiang Zhixun: "..."

Shen Qingqing almost burst out laughing.

Outside of Madam Jiang’s sight, she pinched Jiang Zhixun’s hand on the back.

Looking at the red mark, Jiang Zhixun was in a great mood.

He considered it a gift from Qingqing.

Some people want to be hit by her but don’t get the chance!

Seeing the faint smile on Jiang Zhixun’s face, Shen Qingqing felt he deserved a bit of punishment.

She wanted to pinch him again, but feared it would make Jiang Zhixun even happier, so she had to suppress her urge.

They didn’t browse for long; they found a food stall making snacks on the spot, and Shen Qingqing ordered her favorite pan-fried buns and warm glutinous rice balls.

Wanting Madam Jiang and Jiang Zhixun to try them, she also ordered Eight Treasures Rice.

Madam Jiang wanted to try everything, and even went next door and bought spicy hotpot, egg cakes, and kebabs.

Every dish was served at the table.

Shen Qingqing, born in Shanghai, felt like the hostess and wanted to take good care of her guests.

She asked Jiang Zhixun, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Jiang Zhixun enjoyed being taken care of by Shen Qingqing, "Let’s eat first; we can buy more later if we want."

"Sounds good."

The night market was bustling and full of life.

Sitting by the small stall, Shen Qingqing felt once again that coming back home was a great, correct decision.

Even without Jiang Zhixun by her side, she would have lived well.

She grabbed a skewer of meats, which smelled very appetizing.

Shen Qingqing felt even more delighted!

Jiang Zhixun, sitting across from her, never took his eyes off Shen Qingqing.

Seeing sauce on her lips, he naturally took tissues from her bag and handed them to her.

His movement was so practiced that Madam Jiang couldn’t ignore it even if she tried.

This kid, is he intentionally exposing his relationship with Qingqing?

Shen Qingqing thought the same.

But in front of Madam Jiang, she couldn’t really warn Jiang Zhixun about it.

She could only take the tissues and wipe her mouth, continuing to eat her kebab.

Madam Jiang pretended not to notice anything, sampling the snacks on the table.

Her favorite was the sweet sticky rice.

It was sweet, with red bean paste inside.

"I wonder if it’s complicated to make; otherwise, we could try making it at home."

Shen Qingqing said, "I can make it. I’ll show you during the New Year."

Shen Qingqing had always been handy.

When she used to rent a place alone, she did her own laundry, cooking, and cleaning.

Steaming Eight Treasures Rice is quite simple; she’d done it a few times and it tasted great.

All that was needed was preparing the ingredients.

Jiang Zhixun thought of their years apart, and a dull ache tugged at his heart.

He felt very guilty.

Qingqing went through a lot during those years.

Though time had passed, the thought of it still pained Jiang Zhixun each time it crossed his mind.

It was his fault.

Something he could never erase.

He inhaled calmly, "Teach me, then I’ll make it."

Shen Qingqing didn’t stand on ceremony, "Don’t make a mess of it."

His expression serious, the man said, "I won’t mess it up."

He had already realized his mistakes deeply and wouldn’t mess up again.

Not only with making Eight Treasures Rice,

but also with maintaining his relationship with Qingqing. He was determined to nurture it.

Perhaps Jiang Zhixun’s gaze was too intense; those deep eyes, as if filled with emotions capable of shattering worlds, made Shen Qingqing hesitant to meet his gaze.

She wished for Jiang Zhixun’s wholeheartedness.

Yet, she couldn’t reciprocate with the same fiery passion, pushing Shen Qingqing into an instinctive retreat.

Jiang Zhixun understood her feelings.

Back then, Qingqing had struggled to keep their relationship alive, giving so much without a good ending. It’s natural that she’s now doubtful about love.

His current situation was countless times better than Qingqing’s back then. What right did he have to ask for more?

In a soft voice, he said, "Trust me just this once."

Shen Qingqing quickly glanced at him, "Let’s see how you do."

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