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

Chapter 141 Sincerity
Brother Zhixun...

Shen Qingqing has been calling him that since the day they arrived at the compound.

Only when their divorce was unhappy did she call him Jiang Zhixun by his full name.

Later she lost her memory and called him Comrade Jiang in a distant manner.

Hearing the words "Brother Zhixun" again, Jiang Zhixun's heart was filled with mixed feelings and he was almost moved to tears.

I can only grit my teeth and hold it in.

I used so much force that the facial muscles moved.

Jiang Zhixun was so excited that he almost couldn't control himself and wanted to hug Shen Qingqing.

The man standing at the door didn't move. Shen Qingqing tilted her head, wondering if she had recognized the wrong person.

After all, the lost memories were not recovered.

She is now recovered from her illness, but she will no longer forget the new people and things she encounters.

Before she came back, she had already figured out what happened before, but she hadn't met Jiang Zhixun yet, so she wasn't sure if she had recognized the right person.

Shen Qingqing knew that she and Jiang Zhixun had been married and were now each other's ex.

Given her relationship with the Jiang family, as long as everyone respects each other, there is no need to fall out.

Shen Qingqing has always had a good temper, and after four years of settling down, her mentality has become even calmer.

When it comes to the Jiang family, she feels more grateful.

They raised her.

The doctor who treated the disease was introduced by Jiang's father.

In recent years, the Jiang family has sent her money, written letters to her, encouraged her and supported her.

Shen Qingqing was really grateful to them.

This is also the reason why she greeted Jiang Zhixun calmly.

Jiang Zhixun had excellent eyesight and noticed her little movement of tilting her head, which he found very vivid.

The corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and all the unpleasant things were thrown behind him.

Step by step towards Shen Qingqing.

The closer you are, the clearer you can see.

Her skin is still as fair and firm as ever. Time has made her less youthful but left no wrinkles.

From a safe distance, I could even smell the faint scent of perfume on her.

The rich and refreshing fragrance matches her temperament very well.

Jiang Zhixun suddenly became nervous, the kind of awkwardness that only comes when facing someone you like.

Together, they walked to the sofa opposite and sat down, with the aisle and coffee table between them. They stood with their backs straight and their hands on their knees, as if they were accepting an inspection from their leader.

He didn't speak, just sat there quietly, his military uniform neat and meticulous.

Shen Qingqing laughed dumbly, "Auntie is right."

"Ok?"

Jiang Zhixun subconsciously asked: "What did you say about me?"

Jiang's mother said he was stern, a piece of wood, with a dull head. He spoke little, but when he did, he could piss people off to death...

Of course Shen Qingqing couldn't say this openly.

Leaning forward, he picked up the cup and tactically took a sip of the warm water to moisten his throat.

In a teasing tone, he said, "When you sit there, you're like a soldier."

She had a faint smile on her face, neither rejection nor indifference.

Jiang Zhixun's eyes suddenly felt sore and he felt like crying.

He didn't expect that meeting Qingqing again would be so harmonious.

I wouldn't even dare to think of this in my dreams!

Emotions surged in his chest, all surging upwards. Jiang Zhixun tried his best to restrain the urge to blink, so as not to lose his composure in front of Shen Qingqing.

He had waited for this day for four years.

I absolutely cannot be as impulsive and childish as before!
He exhaled quietly and asked Shen Qingqing calmly, "When did you arrive at the airport? Why didn't you let me pick you up?"

"I arrived last night." She stayed in the hotel for one night and came back to the compound after resting.

Although Jiang Zhixun was transferred back to Beijing, he rarely went home during training.

Not knowing where Shen Qingqing had landed in Beijing, she called home.

The hands on her knees curled up and she said dryly, "Next time, you can contact me in advance. I... I can drive, so it will be convenient for you to pick me up."

Shen Qingqing nodded in agreement with a very easy-going attitude.

But Jiang Zhixun inexplicably felt that she would not do that and was just perfunctorily trying to please him.

The curled up hands clenched tightly in an instant.

Jiang Zhixun reminded himself to stop and not let Qingqing dislike him again!

Because he had too many concerns, even though Jiang Zhixun had a lot to say, he didn't know where to start.

There was silence in the living room.

Shen Qingqing also felt embarrassed and took out two unopened books from the gifts she brought.

It was a book about flying. She didn't know if it would be useful to Jiang Zhixun, but when she saw it, she bought it.

"I have received all the money you sent me."

Shen Qingqing looked embarrassed.

The money she saved could not support her study and living expenses abroad.

When she was in the most difficult time of her financial situation, she used all the money her father gave her, including the money Jiang Zhixun later remitted to her.

"Before I returned to China, I received an invitation from Kyoto University. I will teach at the School of Foreign Languages ​​when school starts this year. I will pay you back after I get my salary."

Teaching...

Does this mean that she will never leave Beijing again?
Joy gushed out, Jiang Zhixun's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud.

This is very, very good news!
"Congratulations. I remember your previous dream was to become a translator or a foreign language teacher. Kyoto University is full of talented people. Maybe you can achieve both at the same time."

There is a shortage of foreign language talents now. Shen Qingqing has studied in the UK, so you can imagine how popular she will be in the future.

If circumstances permit, taking on some translation work would indeed be Shen Qingqing's ideal job status.

"Lend your auspicious words."

She spoke modestly, but her face looked calm, which is the performance of a confident person.

A trip abroad not only cured my illness, but also broadened my horizons and increased my knowledge.

Shen Qingqing did benefit a lot from it.

She was so calm and confident, so beautiful and eye-catching, Jiang Zhixun couldn't take his eyes off her.

But he couldn't keep his eyes on Shen Qingqing.

He was very sure that Qingqing would "turn against him" if he said or did anything offensive.

Such an atmosphere is so rare that Jiang Zhixun is reluctant to destroy it.

He said something completely irrelevant: "No need to return it."

He stretched out his long arm and took the two books. "That's enough."

Shen Qingqing shook her head, "Brothers, let's settle accounts clearly."

Jiang Zhixun pursed his lips and said, "When we divorced, the property should be divided in half. You didn't take a cent. That money is what you deserve."

In the end, he took the initiative to break the divorce window paper.

Jiang Zhixun didn't want to lie to Shen Qingqing.

Regardless of whether she knew their true relationship now or not, he had to make everything clear.

He has learned over the past four years that one should be sincere in dealing with feelings.

Back then, Qingqing chose to divorce because he was insincere and did not respect her enough.

He won't make the same mistake twice.

Shen Qingqing: "If I remember correctly, I have been working at the publishing house during our marriage. According to you, that is also our joint property. Should I give you half?"

"How can this be done!"

Jiang Zhixun retorted without thinking, "I am a man, it is my responsibility to support my family. My money is yours, and your money is still yours."

(End of this chapter)