Shen Qingqing wasn't embarrassed at first.
But when Jiang Zhixun said that, her small face, the size of a palm, immediately burned up.
Her ears turned so red they looked as if they might drip blood.
The redness spread to her neck, hidden by the scarf.
Shen Qingqing quickly lowered her head, using the scarf as a cover, and quietly exhaled a breath.
Trying to restrain her feelings of shame.
Seeing her bright red ears, Jiang Zhixun realized what he had said.
A flash of regret appeared in his eyes.
Mingled with a hint of agitation.
The hand in his pant pocket clenched and then released, and ultimately he said nothing, grabbing the lunchbox to go get food.
The comrades were also feeling uncomfortable.
One by one, they regretted it; had they known, they wouldn't have come to watch Jiang Zhixun's show.
At this moment, leaving felt wrong, and staying felt wrong too.
Leaving would embarrass the lady.
Staying… seemed even more awkward!
Lin Zhidong nudged them.
Laughing heartlessly, "Miss Shen, we'll go grab some food first, and talk to you later."
Without waiting for Shen Qingqing to speak, he slipped away, chasing after Jiang Zhixun.
This guy sure isn't loyal.
Almost made the lady cry, but he sure fled quickly!
With no outsiders present, Shen Qingqing suddenly pulled off the scarf, gulping down breaths.
Only then did the simmering shame dissipate.
She thought Jiang Zhixun might treat her coldly, but never expected him to embarrass her in front of others.
Shen Qingqing believed she could remain unaffected.
But the truth was, her eyes were swollen, her nose tingled, and she felt so wronged she wanted to cry.
Took a few heavy breaths.
Shen Qingqing told herself, everything will be fine once they're divorced.
In the future, she wouldn't see Jiang Zhixun again!
Seeing Shen Qingqing with her head down, fingers pressed against the corner of her eye.
Lin Zhidong, while getting food, nudged Jiang Zhixun's shoulder.
"Do you think your sister is crying?"
Jiang Zhixun glanced indifferently.
Answered the wrong question, "She's not my sister."
Lin Zhidong's eyes were meaningful.
One moment she is, the next she's not; what's really in this gourd?
"Even if she's not your sister, you shouldn't bully a lady. If you met a wife like mine, say such words, she'd make you kneel on a washboard all night."
Jiang Zhixun's eyes turned cold, "What nonsense are you talking about? Even with food, you can't shut your mouth?"
Lin Zhidong not only didn't stop talking, he asked the question Jiang Zhixun had been avoiding.
"Did you date the lady?"
Jiang Zhixun was transferred to the Northwest three years ago.
He's handsome and a skillful fighter jet pilot.
The ladies who liked him could line up from the Northwest to Beijing just by holding hands.
It's normal for Miss Shen to like him.
Over the years, people have seen how Jiang Zhixun rejected the ladies.
Lin Zhidong's instinct told him Jiang Zhixun's attitude towards this Miss Shen was unusual.
As if deliberately putting up a wall of thorns, hurting others.
Not like vendetta, but rather like some entangled love-hate relationship.
Facing Lin Zhidong's suspicious gaze, Jiang Zhixun's lips moved slightly, "Rich imagination."
He and Shen Qingqing have a marriage certificate, but they had an arranged marriage and indeed never dated.
Jiang Zhixun didn't know why Shen Qingqing had come.
But recalling the recent phone call, he had already suspected.
His mother wanted him and Shen Qingqing to have a child.
Jiang Zhixun's expression grew more agitated.
Every decision he's ever made, he's adhered to the elders' arrangements.
The only time he resisted was applying to be transferred to the Northwest.
Three years passed, and he's still undecided on how to handle his marriage with Shen Qingqing.
He thought they'd just live separately without interfering with each other for the rest of their lives.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qingqing had followed him here.
The calm was broken, and the rebellious spirit buried in his heart silently surfaced again.
Jiang Zhixun thought, he needed a plan to get Shen Qingqing to return to Beijing.
Maintaining their own goodness was the best state for them.
"Not right."
Lin Zhidong patted his forehead, "If she's not your family, how could she come here?"
Jiang Zhixun looked at him coolly.
It was this look that confirmed Lin Zhidong's answer, "Miss Shen really is your family?"
If not, why didn't he refute?
Sister...
An emotional sister, indeed, is a sister without blood relations, neither same father nor same mother!
Lin Zhidong peeked at Shen Qingqing, suspiciously asking.
"You didn't fancy my carefree sister, yet Miss Shen is so pretty and gentle, and you still treat her with indifference. Old Jiang, do you have some problem?"
Jiang Zhixun gave him a cold look, and Lin Zhidong no longer focused on Shen Qingqing.
Patted Jiang Zhixun's shoulder, "Since she's your family, treat her better. Miss Shen is a lady from Beijing, doesn't know how much hardship she has endured coming this far."
Jiang Zhixun felt increasingly irritated.
"She brought this upon herself, I didn't ask her to come."
Lin Zhidong was choked, shaking his head.
"Things are different now than they used to be. If the lady doesn't want to spend her days with you, she might even consider divorce. My wife mentions divorce a few times a year, I dare not upset her, and look at how long you've been away from home, Miss Shen hasn't blamed you."
"But you, you give her a hard time as soon as you meet, no wonder Miss Shen might cry."
Lin Zhidong, having experienced it, could see that the lady was truly aggrieved.
Spoke earnestly, "We won't interfere in your marital issues. Whatever you have with Miss Shen, talk it through properly, ladies have thin skin, mind your temper."
After speaking, he carried off the lunchbox.
Even called his comrades to leave, avoiding the table where Shen Qingqing sat.
Many had seen what happened earlier.
Jiang Zhixun was already a notable figure, he attracted a lot of attention.
At this moment, Shen Qingqing also became the focus in the cafeteria.
Being scrutinized, Shen Qingqing felt like sitting on pins and needles, couldn't eat.
Originally planned to discuss divorce in the cafeteria, she couldn't bring it up.
Packed the leftover bun into the lunchbox, intending to return to the guesthouse.
Jiang Zhixun sat opposite her.
The cold handsome face, though subdued the agitation, the air of detachment only intensified.
"Eat, once you're finished, I'll take you to the train station."
After speaking, he began eating on his own.
Years of habit, he ate quickly.
But it didn't come off as rude.
On the contrary, his good looks and distinct demeanor clearly showed he wasn't ordinary.
The way he ate, instead, was pleasing to the eye.
In naive times, Shen Qingqing too secretly noticed how Jiang Zhixun ate.
This time she didn't place her gaze on him, fingers subconsciously scraped the lid of the aluminum lunchbox.
"I have something important to discuss with you, once you're done eating, could you go with me to the guesthouse?"
Jiang Zhixun needs to return to Beijing once to get the divorce certificate.
Due to his special job, he can't leave just like that.
If he won't return to Beijing, she'll just stay here to keep it up with him.
This time, she must divorce!