After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?
Chapter 146: Not Obsessing Over Trivial Matters

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Not Obsessing Over Trivial Matters

After eating, Shen Qingqing was ready to leave.

She was temporarily staying at a hotel and needed to return to prepare her onboarding materials.

Before leaving, she handed the gifts she brought to the Jiang Family.

Zhixun’s book had already been given away, while for the Old Master and Father Jiang, she brought commemorative stamps and locally distinctive tea.

For Madam Jiang, there was a leather bag and a silk scarf.

Each gift was thoughtfully chosen.

Vanity is universal. Madam Jiang liked to dress herself up, her style plain yet understated, but her skin and hair were well-maintained.

Her laugh revealed wrinkles, but her skin had radiance, and her hair was thick and jet black.

Compared to people of her age, she looked at least seven or eight years younger.

The gifts Shen Qingqing offered were deeply liked by Madam Jiang. They were practical items.

And also beautiful.

She couldn’t put them down and kept singing Shen Qingqing’s praises, "You have such good taste. These years you weren’t in Beijing, no one accompanied me to shop, and I haven’t bought a silk scarf in years."

"This bag, too — perfect for both holding things and serving as an accessory when going out!"

"The quality is excellent..."

Shen Qingqing replied smoothly, "Once I settle down, I’ll take you shopping at the mall again."

Madam Jiang’s eyes lit up, "Well, that’s agreed then."

She was already considering a plan to have Zhixun carry their shopping bags; wouldn’t that provide an opportunity for the young couple to get closer?

Shen Qingqing glanced at her watch. It was already 2 PM. She stated she needed to leave.

Father Jiang said, "I happen to need to head out, so I can drop you off on the way."

Madam Jiang shot her husband a glare, "Zhixun is on leave and has nothing to do; let him take her."

Father Jiang felt exasperated.

The intention was far too obvious, and Qingqing agreeing to it was unlikely!

Sure enough, Shen Qingqing declined Madam Jiang’s suggestion, "I’ll go with Uncle Jiang; there’s no need to trouble Brother Zhixun."

Zhixun wanted to say it wouldn’t be any trouble—he’d be delighted—but he didn’t even get the chance to act accommodating.

Shen Qingqing had already picked up her bag and was ready to leave.

Madam Jiang stood up as well, "I’ll walk you out."

As she spoke, she threw a pointed glance at Zhixun, urging him to follow along.

Zhixun remained seated on the sofa, his gaze lowered, not moving.

Madam Jiang said to Shen Qingqing, "He’s just cold by nature—don’t mind him."

They were already divorced; whatever Zhixun’s attitude or behavior, it no longer had anything to do with Shen Qingqing.

Talking about everyday family matters, Madam Jiang accompanied Shen Qingqing as they walked out.

Only when her high heels tapped further away from the living room did Zhixun stir faintly.

He walked up to the second floor, where he could see the courtyard entrance clearly.

He saw Shen Qingqing bend down and seated herself inside the car.

Through the half-open window, half of her profile was visible. She turned her head, her soft smile shining as she waved goodbye to his mother.

Soon, the car drove off, carrying her away.

The fleeting anticipation in Zhixun’s heart gradually sank into disappointment.

If it were four years ago, regardless of Shen Qingqing’s wishes, he would have gone to see her off.

He might have even found a way to make her stay at the house for a few days.

But now, he truly didn’t dare.

He was afraid of overstepping and making Shen Qingqing feel let down.

Zhixun smirked at himself, self-mocking. He never imagined a day would come when he would feel so timid.

Even taking one step forward required endless mental preparation.

Yet his own recklessness and insistence had caused him to miss Shen Qingqing time after time.

Now that she had finally returned to the country, he truly didn’t dare act impulsively anymore.

Even though he desperately wanted to hold Shen Qingqing and forbid her from leaving again!

The car slowly departed from the Jiang Family Courtyard, and that faint presence of a gaze gradually faded.

Shen Qingqing let out a breath of relief.

She relaxed her posture, leaning back against the seat.

Father Jiang reassured her, "Zhixun used to be a fool, but he’s matured now. You don’t need to fear him."

Shen Qingqing shook her head, "Not afraid."

Though Zhixun rarely spoke and appeared unapproachable, she truly didn’t find him frightening.

It was simply that they were divorced, and interacting with him felt awkward.

Maintaining distance was the best choice.

Father Jiang also wished Shen Qingqing could become their daughter-in-law again, but his son was holding them back—what could he do?

Now that Qingqing was in a relationship with Zhou Hansheng, who knew whether that situation was sorted out.

As an elder, if he stirred things up further at this time, who knows what chaos might follow.

Father Jiang said, "Now that you’re back in Beijing, you’re back home. If you encounter difficulties, let us know. Don’t shoulder everything alone. As long as you’re doing well, I can face your parents with a clear conscience."

Shen Qingqing replied, "If I have difficulties I’ll definitely tell you. In the past few years I spent so much of the family’s money—did you ever see me being reserved?"

During their three years of marriage, Shen Qingqing had amassed considerable savings.

If it were only to fund treatment, it would have been sufficient.

After all, arrangements on all fronts had been made for her.

However, she’d spent several more years studying, and her savings were no longer enough.

If not for the Old Master and Zhixun’s help, she’d have either needed to work harder to earn more money or borrow it from others.

Although spending their money made her feel awkward at the time, avoiding greater hardship was entirely thanks to the Jiang Family’s support.

Shen Qingqing would always be appreciative.

Because of past events, Father Jiang was genuinely afraid Shen Qingqing might stubbornly insist on cutting ties with the Jiang Family and refuse their assistance.

Now seeing her composure and noticing how she spoke more tactfully and behaved with greater poise than before, he thought: Qingqing truly had grown up.

When Shen Qingqing arrived at her destination, Father Jiang didn’t get out of the car.

He only reminded her to stay safe while alone and to contact the family if any trouble arose.

After saying his piece, he left to handle his own business.

Shen Qingqing watched the car drive away before heading into the hotel. She had booked a room for a week and planned to move into a dormitory once it was ready.

The hotel floor she stayed on was quiet and elevated—just the type of environment she liked.

As soon as she entered her room, she removed her high heels. The moment her feet touched the ground, Shen Qingqing let out a sigh of relief.

She massaged her aching calves, realizing that beauty indeed came with a cost!

After relaxing briefly, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Once she had changed into casual wear, her energy began to return.

Shen Qingqing dried her hair while reviewing her onboarding materials.

She had ample work experience and had attended overseas training sessions—her résumé was impressive.

Everything had already been prepared well in advance; all she needed to do now was double-check.

After confirming everything was correct, she placed the documents into a designated folder.

Once the essential tasks were completed, she unpacked the items in her suitcase and selected an outfit for the next day.

Since she was starting a new job, dressing formally was necessary.

After much deliberation, she settled on a shirt paired with a straight skirt, accessorized with a belt.

The skirt was knee-length, not too form-fitting, but its overall lines were sleek and complemented her legs well.

With high heels, the look would be stunning.

During her time abroad, many professional women dressed like this, and Shen Qingqing herself found the style appealing.

The weather had already cooled, so she decided to add a trench coat to complete the outfit.

She smoothed out the clothes and hung them on a hanger.

After finishing all her tasks, Shen Qingqing finally felt tired.

She hadn’t slept on the plane, hadn’t properly rested after arriving, and then visited the Jiang Family.

Glancing at the time, it was already near 5 PM.

She decided to take a nap to recharge, so she could look her best when handling her onboarding procedures.

As for dinner... she planned to deal with it after waking up.

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