Mother Zhou’s reaction was seen by Shen Qingqing.
She sighed internally, thinking if anyone didn’t know better, they’d assud she had done sothing heinous.
"Cheer up, you’re not wrong." A low male voice reached her ears.
Shen Qingqing looked up, seeing the man’s stern profile.
His brows were deep-set, nose tall and straight, lips neither thin nor thick, facial lines distinct, giving off a forbidding aura.
His appearance was indeed impeccable.
Just looking at him was pleasing to the eye.
"Jiang Zhixun, are you a worm in my stomach?"
A hint of a smile appeared on the man’s face, his cold deanor gradually lting away.
Turning his head, his eyes were smug, "With one look at your backside, I know..."
"Jiang Zhixun!" Shen Qingqing’s face turned red, interrupting him.
She quietly scolded him, "Can’t you not be so crude?"
Clearly, he could say they’re soulmates, but he insisted on being vulgar!
Jiang Zhixun lowered his eyes compliantly, "Teacher Shen, you can train well in the future."
Furious, Shen Qingqing hit him, "You even use such words!"
"Why can’t I say it?"
Shen Qingqing found talking to him futile; he was doing it on purpose!
"You’re shaless."
This had no effect on Jiang Zhixun; he accepted her assessnt calmly.
What good is being ashad?
Could it help him win back his wife?
In the end, it was relying on his shaless persistence, wasn’t it?
Regardless of the process, Jiang Zhixun was quite satisfied with the outco.
He wrapped an arm around Shen Qingqing’s shoulders, "How about you make a list of words I shouldn’t say, so I won’t make mistakes again."
Shen Qingqing spat at him, "Quit looking for trouble, I think you’re trying to lead astray!"
Feeling comfortable being scolded, Jiang Zhixun laughed aloud.
The old Qingqing was very gentle.
She spoke softly and tenderly.
Her thods were gentle too, always striving to please everyone.
Now, she seed less constrained, beginning to flourish.
No matter why she changed, Jiang Zhixun was glad; he just wanted Qingqing to live freely and unrestrained.
"Are your legs sore?"
Shen Qingqing deliberately made things difficult for him, "You want to carry ?"
"I can."
Carrying weights was part of his daily routine, and compared to other won, Qingqing’s figure was considered tall and slender, but she was only a little over a hundred pounds.
Whether carrying on his back or in his arms, it was a breeze.
As he spoke, he was about to take off the drawing board.
But Shen Qingqing stopped him, "Why do you take things so seriously as soon as you say them?"
Jiang Zhixun corrected her, "I’m just highly efficient."
Shen Qingqing suppressed a laugh, "Never seen soone praise themselves before, not humble at all."
"Then you praise ."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
Hearing Shen Qingqing’s laughter, Mother Zhou turned around to watch again.
Muttering, "If they love each other to death, why divorce, making Hansheng leave his heart with her?"
Father Zhou sighed, "Why are you always spying on them?"
Mother Zhou: "What do you an spying?"
Facing his wife’s fiercely predatory gaze, Father Zhou ekly corrected himself, "Observing, why are you observing them?"
"I need to be clear on how Shen Qingqing is flirting with Jiang Zhixun. I must write it all in a letter, letting Hansheng know what she’s up to back ho so he can move on and focus on his studies."
Father Zhou disapproved, "He ca back once and went abroad again, implying he’s already thought things through. Since he’s chosen the path you approve of, you should care for him, not always stabbing at his heart."
"He’s my own son, raised in my womb for ten months—how could I not care for him?"
She glanced at the two people joking and laughing behind them.
"As his mother, I know him best. If he doesn’t give up, he’ll forever dwell on it. Who knows, abroad, he might work tirelessly just to return to see Shen Qingqing sooner!"
This woman is sothing, divorced for so many years, yet still has the only son of the Jiang family hanging around her.
Hansheng... how can he compete with her?
"Better to end the pain sooner than later. Since they’re already impossible, Hansheng might as well plan for himself more. He shouldn’t include soone undeserving in his future; not only will he gain nothing, he might even be held back, looking quite foolish."
"Mom, how can you say that about my brother?"
Zhou Hansheng’s sister disapproved, "Sister Qingqing is amazing. If I were a man, I’d want to marry her too. Only those not up to her level would feel inferior, wanting to trap her at ho doing chores, fearing she’d fly away to vast horizons and never return."
"Girl, what do you know? No matter how amazing she is, she’s just fluent in a few languages. Your brother, after staying abroad for a long ti, might be even better than her! On the other hand, there are things your brother knows that Shen Qingqing could never learn in her life!"
"Anyway, you’re prejudiced against Sister Qingqing."
Mother Zhou, full of resentnt, said, "She’s divorced; I’m prejudiced against her. Isn’t that human nature?"
"Hmph, so she does not want your precious son, why cling to her? Do you really think Sister Qingqing is the best woman?"
Mother Zhou flared up at her daughter’s words, attempting to pinch her ear, "You’re all alike!"
Father Zhou spoke fair words, "Shen Qingqing is indeed an outstanding woman. Even if she didn’t end up with Hansheng, you shouldn’t completely dismiss her."
Matters of the heart, like drinking water, only one knows whether it’s warm or cold.
Who knows what went on between them abroad those years?
Perhaps there were unpleasant matters between the two.
Accumulating over ti, leading them to break up.
The fact they decided to marry showed Shen Qingqing didn’t toy with Hansheng’s feelings.
It was rely unfortunate the events went contrary to her wishes.
"Let’s allow them to part on good terms. We are outsiders; let’s not interfere."
Mother Zhou was even more dissatisfied, "Hansheng is my son; how am I an outsider?"
Father Zhou didn’t want to argue further, "I can’t reason with you."
Mother Zhou was in high spirits when going out, but after encountering Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun and realizing they had reconciled, her mood plumted.
She never thought her husband and daughter wouldn’t take her side, making her feel increasingly aggrieved.
The cold wind blew her face, making her eyes sting, and suddenly they beca moist.
"People are partial; I’m just supporting family, not justice. Is that a cri?"
Father Zhou dryly replied, "Not illegal, but unethical."
"I’m unethical? If I were truly unethical, I should have revealed Shen Qingqing’s illness when Hansheng cared for her, letting people judge if she broke up with Hansheng as repaynt!"
Father Zhou frowned, "Isn’t that just creating a scene? We shouldn’t do such things, to avoid being laughed at by others."
"Mom, dating depends on mutual consent; Sister Qingqing wasn’t sold to our family. She has the right to break up."
Not to ntion dating, even in marriage, if life becos unbearable, one still has the right to divorce.
"You all side with her."
Mother Zhou, being strong-willed, her eyes reddened, on the verge of tears, startled both father and daughter.
Father Zhou hurried to comfort her, "A parent’s heart is always for their child. Don’t I know you’re for Hansheng’s sake?"
"Mom, you’re just being protective; my brother and I both understand that."
"..."
Shen Qingqing couldn’t hear what the Zhou Family was saying, but seeing Mother Zhou surrounded in the center, she thought sothing had happened.
Jiang Zhixun had good eyesight and sensitive hearing.
"They’re arguing."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
She didn’t need to think to know who the topic was about.
Awkwardly, she suggested, "Let’s take a detour."
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