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

Chapter 119 I don't like being teased
Shen Qingqing filed a complaint.

The old man roared, "You even stole Qingqing's wallet, are you a human being?"

As he said this, he hit Jiang Zhixun with his crutch again.

This time Jiang's mother failed to stop him in time, and Jiang Zhixun was hit hard by a stick.

He was of strong build and smashed his body with a loud noise.

Jiang's mother was unhappy, "Dad, Zhixun is injured, please don't hurt him!"

The old man said: "He has thick skin and tough muscles. It would be strange if he could be hurt!"

The old man was very stubborn, so Jiang's mother could only go to see her son. "Is it painful? We're at the hospital. If there's anything wrong, we can check it out."

hurts a little.

But I soon recovered.

Jiang Zhixun turned his head to look at Shen Qingqing, "It hurts."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

If it hurts, go see a doctor. What’s the use of seeing a doctor?

He turned his eyes away and didn't look at Jiang Zhixun.

She has a headache now because she can't remember what happened between her and him. She always feels that whatever she does or says is inappropriate.

Just shut up.

Jiang Zhixun was heartbroken.

He thought that after half a year, Shen Qingqing had calmed down, but he didn't expect that she was still the same as before and was unwilling to pay attention to him.

He said glumly, "It doesn't hurt."

Shen Qingqing still didn't respond.

Jiang Zhixun gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't hurt on the surface, but it might be hurt inside. Come with me to get another checkup."

Shen Qingqing simply faced the window and regarded herself as an outsider.

This attitude... If it were in the past, Jiang Zhixun would have gotten angry and left.

But now he doesn't dare.

He was very sure that the result of losing his temper with Shen Qingqing would only make him regret it later.

He won't make the same mistake twice.

Before he could think of a way to coax Shen Qingqing, the old man pointed at his nose and scolded him.

"Look at this bastard, he's talking nonsense. I don't know where he learned that!"

Jiang's mother: "Please stop talking. Why is he pretending to be pitiful? Isn't it because..."

He glanced at Shen Qingqing and said, "You know that!"

The old man doesn't want to talk about trivial things.

The couple are divorced, so there is no need to force them to reconcile. Otherwise, if they break up again, there may be no chance to repair the relationship.

Silence for a few seconds.

Reaching out, "Wallet, give it to me!"

Jiang Zhixun refused to give it to her because this thing was the key to tying Shen Qingqing down.

See she finally turned around.

He smiled at Shen Qingqing and said, "I'll help you pack it first. I'll take you home later and return it to you then."

Shen Qingqing's face changed and she was about to walk out.

She didn't know why this person was contradicting her, she only knew that she didn't like the feeling of being teased.

No matter what his reason is, a tease is a tease.

It's really disgusting!
Jiang Zhixun's eyes panicked, and he moved faster than he realized, taking a step towards the door.

"Where?"

The old man grabbed his arm, took the opportunity to take out his wallet and returned it to Shen Qingqing.

"Don't pay attention to him, he's mentally ill!"

Shen Qingqing felt the same way. She took the wallet and put it away immediately.

The movements were very quick, as if he was guarding against Jiang Zhixun.

Jiang Zhixun didn't feel embarrassed. He leaned against the door frame lazily, like a clingy person.

Ask: “Where are you going now?”

Shen Qingqing said coldly: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Zhixun: "You speak first."

Shen Qingqing: "What does it have to do with you?"

In the past, Jiang Zhixun could confidently say that she was his wife and he had the right to know where she was going.

Now that I have lost my status, I lack the confidence to speak or act.

Regret again.

You shouldn’t get divorced!
With his arms folded, he shamelessly asked, "I don't have a penny on me. Can I come to your house for dinner?"

Shen Qingqing had never seen such a shameless person.

Holding back his anger, he said, "I'm busy." Jiang Zhixun said, "You don't have to cook, I'll do it."

Both the old man and Jiang's mother found it unbearable to watch.

The former was furious and wanted to hit him with his cane again, but the latter quickly stopped the old man and said, "Let's talk it over nicely."

The old man: "Shame on you! Are you a scoundrel? You read so many books, but they ended up in a dog's stomach!"

Shen Qingqing quickly stepped aside, fearing that she would be implicated.

Jiang Zhixun was even more heartbroken.

Before things got bad, every time the old man scolded him, Shen Qingqing would speak up for him...

"Grandpa Jiang, are you all okay?"

Zhou Hansheng arrived in time.

His breathing was a little disordered, a strand of his meticulously crafted hair hung down, and the panic on his face had not completely subsided.

He glanced over and saw Shen Qingqing.

Zhou Hansheng asked, "Comrade Shen, is there anything wrong?"

Shen Qingqing shook her head, "It's okay."

Zhou Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

His department was upstairs. He was talking in the office just now when he heard some vague noises.

I thought someone was arguing.

This kind of thing was not new, so he didn't rush downstairs.

I didn't expect to hear the bad news after I changed shifts with my colleagues.

At this moment, Shen Qingqing was standing in front of him, and Zhou Hansheng still couldn't forget the dizzy feeling as if he was struck by lightning.

If possible, he wanted to keep Shen Qingqing under his nose.

Watch her all the time.

There is a subtle magnetic field between rivals in love.

Even though this was the first time Jiang Zhixun and Zhou Hansheng met, they recognized each other's identities without saying a word.

Jiang Zhixun's heart was filled with alarm.

Looking at Shen Qingqing, "Is this what you want to deal with?"

He tried to act normal, but the bitterness in his heart still showed on his face.

So much so that in Shen Qingqing's opinion, he was questioning her.

Suddenly, I felt it was ridiculous, "Comrade Jiang, have you always been like this?"

Jiang Zhixun was stunned. "What?"

Shen Qingqing: "If you like interfering in other people's affairs so much, you will easily be disliked."

She said it calmly, but the disgust on her face was obvious.

Jiang Zhixun felt a prick in the heart and felt even more uncomfortable.

Even the places where my arms were cut were aching with pain.

He feels uncomfortable all over.

Seeing gay men surrounding Shen Qingqing with her own eyes, this discomfort began to ferment.

Without the marriage certificate, he was no longer qualified to chase away his rival.

In front of outsiders, the old man decided to save Jiang Zhixun's face.

Leaning on his cane, he asked Zhou Hansheng with a smile, "Doctor Zhou, have you forgotten about your work? Then let's go to the state-owned restaurant together."

This attitude is a 180-degree turn!
Jiang Zhixun was already feeling uncomfortable, and the old man's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

"Do you know?"

The old man glared at him, "What does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Zhixun was so angry that he almost laughed. He pouted his cheek and said, "Okay, very good!"

Then he asked, "Do you still want to eat together?"

The old man straightened his back and asked, "Why, do you have any objections?"

Jiang Zhixun was furious.

This isn't a meeting with the parents, why should I have dinner with Zhou Hansheng?

Seeing Jiang Zhixun suffer a setback, Zhou Hansheng felt a little gloating.

He knew it was rude.

But this is Shen Qingqing's ex-husband, and he doesn't want him to live too well.

He put his fist to his lips and cleared his throat, "Comrade Jiang, do you want to come with us?"

After asking, she glanced at his wound and said, "I just realized that you are injured. The injured should eat a light diet. It seems that we can only eat together next time."

He was allowed to say both good and bad things.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Zhixun's expression changed several times.

(End of this chapter)