After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?
Chapter 234: Things Without a Trace

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Things Without a Trace

Jiang Zhixun is busy with work, so he rarely gets the chance to cook, but his culinary skills are surprisingly good.

The table is filled with a variety of dishes, large and small plates alike.

Half were freshly cooked, while the roast duck and barbecue were bought from outside.

Shen Qingqing also helped to steam the rice cakes.

Fragrant and delicious, with just a hint of sugar, mostly showcasing the fresh aroma of the ingredients.

Even the old man who doesn’t like sweets ate a large piece.

Eating it alongside the cold dishes was appetizing and irresistible.

"Qingqing is good at anything she does. If she were my daughter, I’d brag about her every day."

Madam Jiang echoed the relative’s words, "I’ll be the one bragging outside, you don’t fight me for it."

With such a talented daughter-in-law, people in the compound envy her.

In the past, Zhixun and Qingqing didn’t get along, which gave others a chance to gossip.

Fortunately, the two youngsters were determined and proved the onlookers wrong.

Madam Jiang felt a sense of pride and relief.

The old man and Father Jiang were present, so the relatives spoke and acted with a bit more reservation.

They didn’t ask Shen Qingqing about what happened abroad anymore.

After dinner, Madam Jiang gave red envelopes to the youngsters who came to pay New Year’s visit.

It wasn’t until sunset that the day’s excitement finally came to an end.

Though she hadn’t done much work, Shen Qingqing still felt tired, so she simply went upstairs to rest.

She originally intended to just lie on the bed and close her eyes to relax, but she ended up falling asleep unknowingly.

Jiang Zhixun went upstairs, and this was the scene he saw.

His beloved woman was lying on the bed, hugging a pillow and sleeping soundly.

She had no defenses whatsoever, her fair neck exposed, her skin delicate, like fine jade.

There was only the gentle sound of her breathing in the air, peaceful and beautiful.

Knowing Shen Qingqing was tired, Jiang Zhixun didn’t disturb her.

He quietly covered her with a blanket and tiptoed out, closing the door behind him.

Having promised to create a studio for Shen Qingqing, Jiang Zhixun rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

He was about to return from leave, and once work got busy, he’d have to wait a while to find the opportunity to do this.

Madam Jiang heard the noise and came upstairs to have a look.

"What are you doing?"

"Setting up a studio."

Only Shen Qingqing knew how to paint in the family, so it was obvious who the studio was for.

She suggested, "Tomorrow, move the desk from your marriage room here, and let Qingqing focus on her work here in the future."

If it’s in the bedroom, when Zhixun creates a fuss... Isn’t this a hindrance to her work?

It’s better to have a separate workspace.

Jiang Zhixun agreed.

When Qingqing works, he doesn’t want to disturb her either, though occasionally things might go astray.

Having a dedicated study will improve work efficiency.

Qingqing probably won’t mind.

"Once the desk is moved, there will be a space vacant. Tomorrow, you and Qingqing can go shopping to see if you need new furniture, buying a dressing table might be suitable."

The young couple had already reconciled, and Qingqing would have many opportunities to stay overnight at home in the future.

Young girls love beauty!

Having a dressing table would make things much more convenient.

Jiang Zhixun hadn’t thought of this, and was considering whether to buy a single sofa.

Now, buying a dressing table seemed like a good idea.

Buying a dressing table means he can then get Qingqing some face cream, lipstick...

With a place to store them, she could buy whatever she wants.

Jiang Zhixun knew how much his wife loved beauty.

There was a drawer in her dormitory dedicated to storing these things.

Upon careful thought, the wardrobe seemed a bit small.

Qingqing loved beauty, and with changing seasons, she would buy new clothes; in the future, there would be more clothes, and that wardrobe might not be enough.

Should he clear a room just to store clothes?

Once this thought popped up, Jiang Zhixun felt it was a good idea to adopt.

Once he moves into the marriage room, the current one would be vacated, perfect for his wife to store clothes and shoes!

Though it hadn’t materialized yet, Jiang Zhixun was already starting to look forward to it.

Seeing her son smiling foolishly, Madam Jiang couldn’t help but find it funny, "Isn’t it nice to have a wife?"

Teased by his mother, Jiang Zhixun’s ears turned red.

He coughed, "Qingqing is sleeping, you should go downstairs first."

Madam Jiang: "My voice isn’t loud, are you afraid I’ll wake Qingqing?"

Jiang Zhixun: "My voice is loud."

Madam Jiang: "..."

She snorted, "Move things quietly, don’t wake your wife and blame it on me."

After speaking, she turned and went downstairs.

Her mouth curved into a broad smile, almost reaching the back of her head.

A harmonious family is key to everything, and when the couple’s relationship is good, as elders, it’s comforting, isn’t it?

If things continue like this, registering and remarrying won’t be far off.

Once remarried, wouldn’t having children be the logical next step?

Though there were no signs of children yet, Madam Jiang was already fantasizing about the scene of having grandchildren.

Regardless of whether it’s a boy or girl, as long as it’s Zhixun’s child, she would love them!

Seeing his wife cheerfully go down the stairs, Father Jiang was puzzled, "Did something good happen?"

Madam Jiang sat down beside him, "When the grandchildren are born, what do you think would be a good name for them?"

Father Jiang was startled, putting the newspaper aside.

"What do you mean?"

Could Qingqing be pregnant?

His expression turned serious, "Have Zhixun submit a marriage report, and make sure they get the certificate as soon as possible."

Seeing her husband like this, Madam Jiang knew he was overthinking.

Madam Jiang gave him a playful glare, "You’re always so eager, there’s no sign of kids yet, where’s your mind going?"

Father Jiang looked disappointed.

So there were still no grandchildren.

"Why tell me about something non-existent?" Father Jiang said helplessly, "You made me think Zhixun had messed up."

Madam Jiang: "Qingqing is already our daughter-in-law."

Father Jiang reminded, "They divorced."

Madam Jiang spoke with unwavering confidence, "Just replace the marriage certificate; nothing else has changed, she’s still part of the Jiang Family."

This time, Father Jiang didn’t argue, just said, "Don’t startle people like that in the future."

He thought he was about to become a grandparent and got a bit tense.

Although he’s been a father, he hadn’t been a grandfather.

As a novice, Father Jiang felt quite nervous and was considering learning from others’ experiences.

To see how others became grandparents...

Madam Jiang snorted, "I’m just preparing in advance, once Qingqing has the baby, we can use the names right away."

"Picking names is the parents’ responsibility, why are you worrying about this? Isn’t it unnecessary?"

Madam Jiang: "They’re my grandchildren; what’s wrong with me worrying?"

If it were someone else’s kids, she wouldn’t bother.

Father Jiang: "Their biological parents will certainly be more concerned than us; maybe they want to choose themselves, so don’t compete with them."

"What do you mean compete, watch your language!"

Father Jiang immediately corrected himself, "It’s your first time being a grandmother, I understand your feelings, but we must maintain boundaries; if the young couple asks us to help care for the baby, we’ll do it, but for things they don’t bring up, we shouldn’t be too eager."

Which earned him a side-eye from his wife, "Willingly contributing to the grandchildren isn’t called eagerness; you’re just bad with words."

Father Jiang nodded, "Wife’s criticism is right."

Madam Jiang: "Dismissive!"

The couple engaged in a lively discussion about matters concerning grandchildren.

Once the discussion was over, it hit them that these were matters without any sign.

Madam Jiang looked disappointed, "When will the grandchildren finally arrive?"

Father Jiang was also brought to the point of wanting grandchildren.

He said, "Let’s have the young lad put in a good effort, and hopefully, next year we’ll have our wish fulfilled."