After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?
Chapter 242 Opportunity

Chapter 242: Chapter 242 Opportunity

"All of them."

Shen Qingqing punched his chest, "Answer properly. You know that’s not what I mean."

Jiang Zhixun: "I want to give all of them."

Which earned him a big eye roll from Shen Qingqing.

She stared at him silently, as if saying: Go on pretending!

Jiang Zhixun chuckled softly, he had to admit Qingqing really understood him.

Inside and out.

She knew him completely!

The wedding dress, the watch, the pen, he wanted to give all these to Shen Qingqing.

The latter two were useful for her everyday work.

As for the wedding dress... Their first marriage didn’t leave good memories, whether or not Qingqing wanted to marry him again, he wanted to make up for past regrets.

His mother had mentioned before that a bride from another family wore a wedding dress and looked beautiful.

Qingqing was fashionable, she might like it too.

And he, he wanted to see Qingqing wear a wedding dress for him just once.

"Last chance for you." Shen Qingqing glared at him, her face showing a rare playful expression.

Jiang Zhixun finally revealed his true thoughts, "I want to give the wedding dress most, I want to propose to you. But I thought, it’s not my birthday, the purpose of giving gifts shouldn’t be just to fulfill my own wishes."

On his birthday, it would be more appropriate to propose to Qingqing then.

He worried that doing so might seem like moral coercion.

After thinking it over, he thought it’d be better to let things happen naturally.

Shen Qingqing caressed the wedding dress with a proud expression, "Go ahead."

"Hmm?" Jiang Zhixun was still a bit dazed.

Not quite believing what he heard.

Shen Qingqing wrapped her arms around his neck, "Not proposing? Even when given a chance?"

The great surprise swept over, nearly overwhelming Jiang Zhixun.

He had fantasized countless times about what he should say and do during the proposal to move Shen Qingqing.

But at this moment, he felt his mind was blank, unable to recall the prepared words.

Shen Qingqing knew how eloquent Jiang Zhixun could be.

Yet now, his hands and feet were at a loss, oddly comical.

Shen Qingqing’s eyes curved with laughter, "I’ll count to three, miss it and I won’t listen anymore."

"One..."

Just after counting one, Jiang Zhixun immediately cupped Shen Qingqing’s face, silencing the remaining words with a kiss.

His strength was naturally great, now too excited, Shen Qingqing’s waist was gripped, her toes barely touching the ground.

With no support, she had to lean the weight of her body on Jiang Zhixun.

No idea how much time had passed before Jiang Zhixun finally released Shen Qingqing.

"You, cheater!" Shen Qingqing teased him.

The smile on the man’s face grew even deeper.

Let her tease, as long as Qingqing had him in her heart.

Holding Shen Qingqing’s hand, he kissed the flawless, fair back of her hand solemnly.

Stammering, he said, "I want to marry you, be your lawful husband, want you to love me, and want to be with you forever..."

Shen Qingqing wrapped her arms around Jiang Zhixun’s neck and laughed softly.

"Wanting so much, isn’t that too greedy?"

Jiang Zhixun pressed closer to her, holding Shen Qingqing even tighter, "For you, it’s hard not to be greedy."

Love and marriage are exclusive, he just wants Shen Qingqing!

Can’t help himself.

"Qingqing, shall we get married?"

The man’s voice was gentle, with a slight hint of apprehension on closer listen.

He still couldn’t believe Shen Qingqing would suddenly agree.

Hit by great happiness, Jiang Zhixun felt dazed, unable to think calmly.

Apart from following his heart, there was no other technique.

Shen Qingqing sensed his sincerity. Dating was nice, but marriage seemed good too.

"Will you still run away?"

"No." Jiang Zhixun’s expression was solemn, "Will never retreat."

Shen Qingqing smiled, "Alright then, let’s try getting married, at worst get divorced again."

"No divorce!"

Jiang Zhixun hastily assured, "Will never divorce!"

Shen Qingqing huffed, "So if you’re bad to me, I have to take it forever? Jiang Zhixun, is this how you bully people?"

"Won’t bully you again."

The past was his mistake, he wouldn’t deny it, nor intentionally erase the bad memories.

A mistake is a mistake, he accepted criticism.

This time, he would do his best to be a good husband.

Holding Shen Qingqing’s shoulders, Jiang Zhixun stepped back half a step, saying, "Have you thought it over, truly willing to marry?"

Shen Qingqing countered, "You’re backing out?"

"No."

Jiang Zhixun lowered his head, looking into her beautiful eyes—gentle, kind, yet strong—this was her essence.

Each gaze moved him uncontrollably.

"I want to marry you, hoping your reason for nodding is to form a family with me, start a new Chapter, not simply because the mood is right, feeling pressured."

Shen Qingqing was amused, "Sometimes, marriage needs impulse, a fitting atmosphere isn’t a bad thing."

Jiang Zhixun was somewhat insecure, "I fear you’ll regret agreeing once you calm down."

She had never acquiesced to marriage.

Even at the dinner table today, she didn’t give a clear answer.

She wanted to keep dating, she had said so long before.

Jiang Zhixun was conflicted; he eagerly wanted to marry Shen Qingqing, yet wanted her to live according to her heart, not accommodate him, not force herself into things she didn’t want...

Shen Qingqing had been through many things.

Good and bad, countless.

But she never regretted her decisions, just kept moving forward, not always looking back, not making past events a burden.

Even if she made a momentary mistake, having the courage and determination to stop the loss in time, the situation wouldn’t be too bad.

She had the courage to start anew, not lacking the ability to handle unforeseen situations.

Overthinking was self-imposed trouble.

She was twenty-nine this year, soon to be thirty.

How many thirty years can life offer?

Follow your heart, live happily.

Her soft, cool fingertips touched his brow as Jiang Zhixun heard her say, "No regrets."

Joy expanded circle by circle, spreading wildly.

Jiang Zhixun felt tight in his chest, breathing became irregular, "I’ll, I’ll go file the marriage report tomorrow!"

They were rekindling their marriage, but the necessary procedures couldn’t be skipped, needed to be done step by step.

Shen Qingqing nodded, "Alright."

Jiang Zhixun added, "Once registered, we’ll hold a banquet, invite relatives and friends."

Shen Qingqing thought banquets were too tiring, and the reception too cumbersome.

"Let’s hold a party, skip the reception; just invite close relatives and friends, simpler."

Jiang Zhixun agreed to everything she suggested.

Only when she was happy did everything have meaning.

He hugged Shen Qingqing, kissed her again and again, unable to contain his excitement, exclaiming, "Darling, we’re getting married!"

Shen Qingqing was moved by Jiang Zhixun’s emotions and actively kissed his thin lips.

Being proactive, Jiang Zhixun had no power to resist.

Their steps rushed, falling onto the sofa in chaos.

Jiang Zhixun leaned against the sofa, tilted his head to gaze at the person sitting on him.

Her lip makeup was smeared, eyes clouded with delicate desire.

Chest heaving as she breathed heavily.

Extending his arm, Jiang Zhixun untied her hair tie, letting her long, silky black hair cascade down.

She was beautiful to an excess, making him want to blend into her body, never part.

Pressing the back of Shen Qingqing’s head, he pulled her down; at the same time, Jiang Zhixun leaned up.

The air thickened, heated.

They could hear each other’s heartbeats.

So fervent.

So strong.

Everything fell naturally into place.