After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 59 Speak Nicely

Jiang Zhixun had a backup plan; if Sister-in-law Wang didn’t accept the malted milk, he wouldn’t insist.

After the New Year, when he returned from Beijing, he would bring Sister-in-law Wang some local specialties.

The pastries and roast duck from Beijing were quite good.

But the journey was a bit long, and carrying roast duck wasn’t convenient—by the time it reached the Northwest, it might have spoiled.

Jiang Zhixun planned to bring a box of pastries and ask his mother to help pick out some items that women might like for Sister-in-law Wang. He wouldn’t let her help for nothing.

He placed breakfast on the table: veggie porridge, steamed buns, and boiled eggs, a well-balanced meal.

He told Sister-in-law Wang to eat first. "I’ll feed her."

Sister-in-law Wang didn’t argue with him, quickly stepping aside to give him room.

She picked up a bun and said cheerfully, "I’ll go check out the neighboring ward and chat with folks for a bit."

Her intention was too obvious. Although Jiang Zhixun wanted to develop feelings with Shen Qingqing, he wasn’t in a hurry right now.

"You eat first."

He always included Sister-in-law Wang in the food he bought. Whatever Shen Qingqing ate, Sister-in-law Wang ate too.

Caring for a patient was exhausting. If he skimped even on the food, how could he ask others to help?

Sister-in-law Wang raised the bun in her hand. "Already eating; I’ll finish the rest when I come back."

Without giving Jiang Zhixun a chance to speak, she walked off without looking back.

After sleeping through the night, Shen Qingqing’s spirits had recovered significantly; she wasn’t drowsy anymore.

She didn’t want Jiang Zhixun to feed her.

Since there were buns, she could hold one and eat by herself.

She wasn’t particularly hungry, so she skipped the veggie porridge.

Shen Qingqing’s refusal to accept help seemed, to Jiang Zhixun, like she was throwing a tantrum.

He responded sternly, "Do you want to get better or not? Can’t you distinguish the situation?"

Two consecutive questions suddenly tightened the atmosphere.

Shen Qingqing took a deep breath, even a small movement like this caused a faint pain in her fractured area.

The pain spread to her chest, making even breathing subtly hurt.

She glanced at Jiang Zhixun and said flatly, "If you can’t stand it, then get lost."

Jiang Zhixun felt momentarily stifled.

Not wanting to be too dominated by Shen Qingqing, he cleared his throat and tried to maintain a calm appearance.

"Speak properly. You’re an educated person."

Shen Qingqing thought to herself that it was because she had too mild a temper that she let Jiang Zhixun bully her.

If it were a more hot-tempered woman, the moment he came to the Northwest without a word, she’d be charging into his workplace to make a scene.

Now that she sensibly proposed a divorce, and Jiang Zhixun continued to interfere in her affairs, it was obvious he was overstepping!

Shen Qingqing didn’t even know why, but whenever she saw Jiang Zhixun, she felt irritated.

Her temper was uncontrollable.

Looking him in the eyes, she said, "Since you’ve already hired Sister-in-law Wang to help, you, as my soon-to-be ex-husband, should keep your distance from me."

The room fell silent.

Jiang Zhixun didn’t know how to respond to her words, but hearing the term "soon-to-be ex-husband" made him feel uncomfortable.

He had already filed for divorce, so calling him "soon-to-be ex-husband" wasn’t wrong.

Sullenly, he handed a bun to Shen Qingqing.

Since she said to keep distance, Jiang Zhixun really sat far away.

Without another word, he peeled the boiled egg for Shen Qingqing.

In the past, Shen Qingqing would have cared deeply about Jiang Zhixun’s mood.

But now, she just wanted to take care of herself the best she could.

Other people’s happiness didn’t concern her.

She held the bun in her right hand, lying on the bed and eating it in small bites.

The stalemate dragged on, with neither speaking further.

Jiang Zhixun had to leave for work after delivering breakfast, and Sister-in-law Wang didn’t spend long in the neighboring ward.

After about five minutes, she returned.

Noticing the tense atmosphere, her gaze swept between Jiang Zhixun and Shen Qingqing.

The former had a cold expression.

The latter looked indifferent as usual, her expression revealing no emotions.

It was obvious they had argued again.

Sister-in-law Wang had always thought Jiang Zhixun was a restrained and composed young man, but Shen Qingqing’s presence had completely overturned her perception.

Just look at his darkened face, as if he’s worried nobody will notice he’s angry.

Only Xiao Shen had this kind of ability—to provoke emotional reactions in this cold-faced "Yama."

Ignoring Jiang Zhixun, Sister-in-law Wang directly asked Shen Qingqing, "Do you want to try some veggie porridge? I can feed you."

Physical pain often diminished appetite, and Shen Qingqing felt full after just half a bun.

"Sister-in-law, you can eat it. I’m already full."

Sister-in-law Wang had only eaten with Shen Qingqing once before, so she didn’t know her exact appetite.

She turned to Jiang Zhixun for advice.

Jiang Zhixun handed the peeled boiled egg to Shen Qingqing. "Eat the egg."

If you’ve injured your bones, you need proper nutrition.

Skipping the veggie porridge was fine, not finishing the bun was fine, but she had to eat the egg.

Shen Qingqing could only use one hand.

She didn’t take the egg.

Jiang Zhixun naturally took the bun from her hand and replaced it with the egg.

With Sister-in-law Wang present, Shen Qingqing controlled her emotions well.

Though she didn’t have much of an appetite, she seriously ate the egg.

Her compliance caused a fleeting smile to flash in Jiang Zhixun’s eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted slightly.

But as soon as he thought of the term "soon-to-be ex-husband," his good mood immediately plummeted.

His expression stiffened, returning to a cold and detached demeanor.

With a blank expression, he took a bite of his bun and walked to the window, distancing himself from Shen Qingqing.

The change in emotions occurred in an instant.

Sister-in-law Wang didn’t notice Jiang Zhixun’s abnormality, assuming he was still angry.

This was clearly a situation where it’d be better to separate the two and let them cool off individually.

"Xiao Jiang, finish up your meal quickly, then go handle your work."

Jiang Zhixun responded with a grunt.

Lingering here meant Shen Qingqing would only give him the cold shoulder, and she might even strike at his sore spots.

Going to training was a better option.

After finishing breakfast and preparing hot water for them, Jiang Zhixun left the hospital room.

From Sister-in-law Wang’s perspective, a man like this was already very good.

After all, there were many men who’d never served their wives once in their entire lives.

Jiang Zhixun managed the laundry and even assisted in feeding—in short, he took care of everything big and small.

Honestly, not many men could reach this level.

Sister-in-law Wang wanted to advise Shen Qingqing a bit more but was afraid of saying too much and annoying her, so she swallowed her words.

Once the couple returned to Beijing, the elders in the family would surely talk to them.

She wouldn’t meddle further.

During Shen Qingqing’s hospital stay, Cheng Jingliang, Chen Shaojie, and Lin Zhidong’s family visited her.

To support Jiang Zhixun, they even brought meals to the hospital room a few times.

One of those times, Zhou Xiaomei brought chicken soup.

Without Lin Fengmian stirring trouble, Shen Qingqing didn’t end up with any issues this time.

Jiang Zhixun arranged to take his leave early, securing three days off in advance, timed with Shen Qingqing’s stitches being removed.

Her legs were uninjured, allowing her to walk, but her left hand was still immobilized, making everything inconvenient.

When she learned that their divorce application had been approved, Shen Qingqing kept nagging Jiang Zhixun to return to Beijing.

If nothing unexpected happened during the journey, they could finalize the divorce certificate before the New Year.

With her goal within reach, Shen Qingqing’s mood brightened, and she finally treated Jiang Zhixun better—no longer snapping at him over minor disagreements.

Jiang Zhixun felt thoroughly depressed.

"You’re in such a rush?"

Shen Qingqing gave him a straightforward answer, "Yes."