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

Chapter 167 Identified Shen Qingqing
Shen Qingqing returned to the dormitory and the first thing she did was change into loose and comfortable clothes.

Then he made himself a cup of hot tea, walked to the window and saw that the conspicuous jeep was still parked downstairs.

Jiang Zhixun did not get out of the car.

Through the car window, you can see a blurry side face.

Shen Qingqing was too lazy to find out what he was thinking.

If there were no elders as a bond, the relationship between them would have been severed long ago.

Shen Qingqing tightened her grip on the curtains and began to regret spending Jiang Zhixun's money when she was in the UK.

At that time, she thought too simply.

I thought I could just return it to him when I returned home. After all, it’s quite troublesome to wire the money back.

It would be better to use it, return it to him when you earn money back home...

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhixun has never had any contact with other lesbians and is still determined to remarry.

Shen Qingqing pursed her lips and finally closed the curtains to pretend that she didn't see anything.

Although she didn't regain her memory, she heard a lot about her and Jiang Zhixun from other people during this period.

It seems a little hard to tell who is right and who is wrong in those matters.

But now that we're divorced, it's time to put an end to it.

downstairs.

Jiang Zhixun was lost in thought for a long time until the security guard came to ask him if he was in trouble, and then he drove away.

When I returned to the compound, the first thing I did was to repair Shen Qingqing's bicycle.

No rush to send him to school.

Instead, he told his mother, "Next time she comes back to the compound, let her ride the bike away."

The school is very big, so it would be much more convenient for her to go to class by bike.

It is also useful when you go out.

It would be better to send the bike to her rather than leaving it at home to rust.

Then he took out the envelope containing money from his pocket and handed it over.

"When she comes back, make her some delicious food, or go visit her at school and bring her some fruit, milk powder, or something like that, and ask her out to eat a few times."

Jiang's mother refused to accept the money. "You are just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. It was originally Qingqing's money."

Jiang Zhixun smiled bitterly, "You know her temper. If you don't accept it, she will always be thinking about it. The next time she encounters trouble, she will definitely keep it in her heart."

"That's true." Jiang's mother agreed.

But he still didn't take the money. "You save it first. When you remarry, I'll give the money to Qingqing to manage."

Jiang Zhixun also wants to remarry.

But now it seems that this thing is far away, and we don’t know when the wish can be realized.

The purpose of earning money is to live a good life.

There is no point in keeping it for him.

It would be better for him to spend it quickly so that his family can eat and drink well. Only then will his money have meaning.

Just keep enough money for emergencies.

Putting the envelope on the table, he said, "Go visit her in a couple of days and accompany her to the cafeteria to see how the school food is."

Jiang's mother had never thought of these things.

The fact that a man is so interested in a woman only proves that she is very important to him.

Jiang's mother comforted him, "Qingqing waited for you for three years. She was sick a few years ago, so that doesn't count. From now on, be prepared for a three-year protracted battle."

"Ah."

Not just for three years, but for this lifetime, he has decided to be with Shen Qingqing!
Jiang Zhixun only has one day off.

After meeting Shen Qingqing, he slightly eased his homesickness, and then he returned to the team on time.

Shen Qingqing's work at school is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The leader talked to her about the secondment.

There were two colleagues with her.

There are still a few days until the agreed time, and they still have to attend classes during this period.

Shen Qingqing was beautiful and had a great reputation in school, even to other colleges. Every time she taught, the classroom was packed.

In addition to the students who originally chose her class, there was also a group of students who came to take the class for free.

As long as they don't cause trouble, Shen Qingqing will turn a blind eye.

After class that day, a male classmate stopped Shen Qingqing on the pretext that he didn't understand what was being taught in class.

After recovering from the illness, Shen Qingqing's photographic memory also returned.

She calls the roll every time she teaches, so she can match names with students.

She recognized at a glance that the boy in front of her was not a student in her class.

But she still patiently asked, "What's not clear?"

The boy took out a notebook with a string of English words written on it, which was not from the textbook.

He stammered, "Teacher Shen, how do you translate this?"

Shen Qingqing glanced at it, moved her lips slightly, and recited the poem in a pure British accent, and then translated it word by word for them.

The male classmates were looking at Shen Qingqing the whole time, and the admiration in their eyes could not be hidden.

I couldn't hear what she was saying anymore.

My mind was full of thoughts: Teacher Shen is not only beautiful, but also has a nice voice, and she is even more dazzling when she reads English.

My heartbeat was getting faster and faster. After Shen Qingqing finished translating, I asked shyly, "Teacher Shen, so this is a love poem?"

Shen Qingqing nodded.

Male student: "Teacher Shen, can you redeem my heart?"

The sudden confession caused sharp cheers to erupt from the surroundings.

There was a lot of wow.

Someone was surprised.

Some people, who wanted to watch the fun, took the lead in applauding.

As a freshman, he was still young and full of energy, so he put many things behind him.

Someone cheered, "Brother, awesome!"

"Teacher Shen, promise him!"

Shen Qingqing stood on the podium, the corners of her mouth twitching.

She really didn't expect that a student would confess his love to her...

This is all a mess!
He faked a cough and said, "Sorry, I don't talk about teacher-student romance."

The boy's bright eyes dimmed in an instant.

I asked tentatively: "Then when I graduate, Teacher Shen, can you consider me?"

Shen Qingqing raised an eyebrow. "Once you become my teacher, the relationship is sealed. Classmate, if you truly enjoy my class, you're welcome to attend. But if you have other ideas... College time is so precious and wonderful. You should spend your time and energy on meaningful things."

The more she talked, the more disappointed the boy became.

He had been preparing for a long, long time to muster up the courage to confess...

"Teacher Shen, are you really not going to consider it? Although I'm only a freshman this year, the school will assign me a job after graduation. By then, I'll be able to support my family and won't be any worse off than that soldier who's pursuing you."

Jiang Zhixun sent Shen Qingqing back to school, and many people saw it.

At first, I thought it was her boyfriend.

Later I found out that Teacher Shen was still single, which meant that the gay man was just her suitor.

Shen Qingqing had a headache. How did the matter involve Jiang Zhixun again?
"Again, I don't consider teacher-student relationships, nor do I consider sister-brother relationships."

In one sentence, all possibilities were completely cut off.

Shen Qingqing took the textbook and left the classroom under the gaze of her classmates.

After walking a long way, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel like laughing when I think about what happened just now.

That day, Jiang Zhixun sent her back to school. She was angry and said she wanted to find a boyfriend.

But now I feel that being in a relationship is also very troublesome, and I have to spend time and energy to deal with my partner.

It’s more comfortable to be alone and free!

(End of this chapter)