After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?
Chapter 185 Don’t Ask What Shouldn’t Be Asked

Chapter 185: Chapter 185 Don’t Ask What Shouldn’t Be Asked

Shen Qingqing saw Jiang Zhixun in the courtyard and froze for a moment.

At this time, shouldn’t he be at the hospital?

Uncertainly, she asked, "Are your eyes better?"

Jiang Zhixun thought about deceiving her, to win sympathy and keep the person he liked by his side.

But seeing Shen Qingqing’s worried gaze, he suddenly couldn’t continue lying to her.

That would betray Shen Qingqing’s concern.

If exposed, she would feel like her good intentions had gone to waste!

"I..."

Madam Jiang chimed in first, "It’s a bit better, but not completely healed. Home is more comfortable than the hospital, and the doctor agreed he could recuperate at home."

Shen Qingqing frowned. So, is it better or not?

She asked, "Can you see now?"

Madam Jiang replied, "When his condition is good, he can see vague shadows. We’ll need to take care of him for a while longer."

She thought: This isn’t considered lying.

Zhixun can see now, but indeed, he’s not fully healed yet!

Shen Qingqing relaxed, exhaling with light smile, "As long as you can see, that’s good."

Compared to complete darkness, being able to see fuzzy shadows is a big improvement.

As long as he progresses gradually, he should recover soon.

Shen Qingqing tilted her head and used her peripheral vision to observe Jiang Zhixun.

The man stood straight in the courtyard with one hand in his pocket. It was already very cold, yet he only wore a shirt with a grey knitted vest over it.

The clothes were clean and neat, but they seemed to be quite old, washed until somewhat faded.

Material conditions weren’t as good in previous years, but given the Jiang Family’s status, Jiang Zhixun shouldn’t have had trouble buying clothes.

Could it be that she used his allowance, and he had to tighten his belt to get by?

Just the thought made Shen Qingqing blush.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhixun’s condition improved, and Madam Jiang didn’t need to shuttle between the courtyard and the hospital. If there wasn’t anything urgent, she wouldn’t return.

She planned to squeeze some time to do more translation work, earn more money, and repay her debts quickly.

Holding the groceries, Shen Qingqing headed inside, and Jiang Zhixun followed without hesitation.

Step by step, he followed Shen Qingqing all the way to the kitchen.

Madam Jiang smirked quietly. This silly boy really can’t hold back at all.

Wherever Qingqing went, he would follow.

Just like a little child, so clingy!

No wonder he was standing in the courtyard early, waiting for Qingqing...

To give them some space, Madam Jiang stood in the courtyard and said, "Aunt Wang has something to discuss with me, I’ll go to her house. Zhixun’s eyes aren’t fully healed yet, Qingqing, keep an eye on him so he doesn’t bump into things. If there’s any residual effects, the flight review might be affected."

Shen Qingqing agreed, "I’m about to start cooking, come back when you think it’s about time."

Madam Jiang nodded, "I’ll return after discussing matters, it won’t take too long."

The old man wasn’t home.

Once Madam Jiang left, only Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun were left.

With the kitchen being small, Shen Qingqing placed the groceries on the counter and nearly bumped into the man behind her as she turned around.

She found him somewhat in the way.

"You go out."

Jiang Zhixun turned a deaf ear, leisurely rolling up his sleeves, "Together."

He’s still a patient, how could Shen Qingqing make him do chores?

"I can do it myself."

Jiang Zhixun hummed, "You want me to just sit and wait for food? What do you take me for?"

Shen Qingqing reminded him, "You’re a patient."

"That doesn’t stop me from working."

Sunlight shot through the window, falling on Jiang Zhixun’s deep-set eyes.

Shen Qingqing’s gaze paused for a moment, uncertain if it would affect his eyes.

She tiptoed over to adjust the angle of the window, shifting the light to another spot.

Jiang Zhixun lowered his eyes, seeing the circle her lustrous black hair formed in the air, creating gentle ripples.

She took off her wool coat and placed it on the living room sofa.

What she was wearing now was a turtleneck sweater, straight pants, and flat canvas shoes.

Prioritizing comfort, less refined than when she first returned home.

But her good looks and figure meant that even in a sack, she’d be stylish and pretty.

The window was a bit high. As she reached for it, the sweater’s hem came up.

Revealing a slender waist.

The tight underlayer shirt outlined a prominent waistline.

Jiang Zhixun’s fingers curled slightly.

He had held Qingqing’s slender waist, the skin delicately smooth, able to hold with one hand.

And very soft.

Entirely different from a man’s firm and stiff waist.

Jiang Zhixun’s eyes moved slightly, and an unspeakable emotion surged in his chest.

Faced with Qingqing, his self-control was indeed poor.

Really... so easy to let his imagination run wild!

After adjusting the window, the girl on tiptoe returned her heels to the ground.

The slender waist was once again covered by the thick sweater.

Shen Qingqing noticed nothing and casually tied her hair into a bun, ready to start cooking.

Without using a hair tie, Jiang Zhixun was curious just how she managed to twist and turn it into a bun.

It wasn’t meticulously done yet had a kind of lazy and effortless elegance.

Jiang Zhixun thought, Qingqing really was amazing.

Even with a casual grab, she could make herself look so pretty.

The man’s gaze was so focused that Shen Qingqing couldn’t ignore it even if she tried.

"What are you looking at?"

She was now truly convinced he could see.

Jiang Zhixun said, "Curious about how you fix your hair in place."

Shen Qingqing paused, her eyes filled with a soft smile, "You don’t need to tie your hair, why be curious about so much?"

"Just curious."

Shen Qingqing said, "Then grow your hair out, and I’ll teach you how to tie it."

Jiang Zhixun was momentarily speechless.

Not to mention the organization required neat appearance, he was a grown man, what would he look like with long hair?

Awkwardly changing the topic, "What dish are you making? I’ll wash them."

The weather was cold, and the water was very cold.

That year she had a car accident, lying in a hospital bed, the doctor said she shouldn’t touch cold water when she had her period.

Though many years had passed, Jiang Zhixun remembered the dates of her menstruation.

His nostrils flared slightly.

Didn’t smell the faint metallic scent from his memory.

His gaze on Shen Qingqing held inquiry, stiffly asking, "How did Zhou Hansheng take care of you?"

Irregular menstruation indicated poor health.

Jiang Zhixun’s expression turned cold.

No wonder Qingqing kicked Zhou Hansheng to the curb without hesitation. That guy must have bullied her.

Qingqing wasn’t someone who couldn’t endure hardship. If the person was worth it, she’d definitely be willing to compromise.

Jiang Zhixun wanted Shen Qingqing to break up with Zhou Hansheng but didn’t want her to have been hurt.

The more he thought, the colder his expression became.

Truly frightening!

The topic switched so quickly, Shen Qingqing almost missed it.

Finding it baffling, "Why bring him up?"

Jiang Zhixun, "Did he bully you?"

Shen Qingqing glared at him irritably, "Don’t go too far. Don’t ask what’s inappropriate!"

Seeing she was about to get angry, Jiang Zhixun leaned closer.

"You haven’t said what dish you’re making."

Taking out the groceries she brought, placing them on the counter, "Should I wash them all?"

Shen Qingqing felt that she’d eventually be choked to death by him.

How does this person manage to effortlessly switch between different topics!