Here we go again with the topic of remarriage.
Jiang Zhixun’s tense nerves were struck, and he was visibly upset.
"Who?"
Even though Chen Shaojie couldn’t see his expression, he could tell from his tone that Jiang Zhixun was probably gritting his teeth.
He couldn’t help but feel a little schadenfreude.
Holding the phone receiver, he shook his leg, his posture both roguish and provoking.
What he said was even more infuriating, "That’s what you get for not treating Miss Shen well, showing her that attitude the other day. Now you’re anxious, but it’s too late!"
Jiang Zhixun didn’t want to listen to nonsense.
He only wanted to know if someone was trying to pursue Shen Qingqing.
And what Shen Qingqing was thinking.
Their divorce certificate hadn’t even cooled yet; she wouldn’t accept another man so quickly, would she?
Jiang Zhixun was unsure.
They had been separated for three years, and she had changed; he couldn’t look at Shen Qingqing in the same old way.
"Make yourself clear."
Hearing that Jiang Zhixun was genuinely anxious, Chen Shaojie didn’t dare to tease him anymore, fearing it might stir up trouble.
He cleared his throat, "It’s not there yet, but in the future, it’s uncertain. I heard from Shi Yu that a man likes Miss Shen, knows about your divorce, and might pursue her."
Shi Yu and Shen Qingqing were colleagues.
They had plenty of interaction, so what she said held some credibility.
Jiang Zhixun tried to calm himself down.
"Are you dating Shi Yu?"
"Yeah, why?" Chen Shaojie asked knowingly.
Jiang Zhixun tightened his grip on the phone, the veins on the back of his hand standing out.
It was enough to prove how unsettled he was inside.
"Help me find out about that person."
Chen Shaojie raised an eyebrow, "No can do. Shi Yu hates you. If she finds out I’m prying for you, she’d be furious. If she breaks up with me, can you get me another girlfriend?"
Jiang Zhixun was furious with him.
"You’re choosing love over friendship?"
Chen Shaojie accepted the criticism openly, "It’s human nature, you should understand that, right?"
Jiang Zhixun couldn’t care less.
He just wanted to know who was trying to steal his girl!
Shen Qingqing had married him three years ago; she was a married woman.
If that guy could insert himself into their relationship, it just proved he wasn’t a good person!
Gritting his teeth, his tone was somewhat dangerous.
"Will you help or not?"
"Help, of course, I’ll help you. But how to help requires strategy; otherwise, I’d lose both the girl and the battle, and that would be a huge loss for me."
If he hadn’t wanted to help Jiang Zhixun, he wouldn’t have made this call to give him a heads-up.
He just wasn’t sure.
What if Shi Yu got angry and ignored him?
Jiang Zhixun rubbed the receiver, "That guy, did they reveal any information?"
"Apparently, he’s the editor-in-chief’s son, a doctor."
That information was sufficient.
In less than a day, they could dig up everything about that guy.
Jiang Zhixun didn’t make things difficult for Chen Shaojie, "I’ll find someone to check."
He was originally from Beijing and had connections here, so Chen Shaojie didn’t worry needlessly.
The reason he made this call was to let Old Jiang be aware of the situation.
Don’t keep being a turtle hiding in its shell.
If he kept avoiding, it would just give others a chance to pursue Miss Shen.
Remarriage could happen in a matter of minutes.
Once they received the marriage certificate, there would be legal protection; by then, no matter how much Old Jiang struggled, it would be useless.
"As long as you’re aware, just don’t let Shi Yu know I tipped you off."
Except for that time they met at the park entrance, Shi Yu and Old Jiang still had no interactions.
But if they successfully married, and Shi Yu went to the Northwest with the troops, there’d be more opportunities for her to meet Old Jiang.
If he let it slip, given Shi Yu’s temper, he’d definitely "suffer for it".
Jiang Zhixun sensed a hint of bragging in Chen Shaojie’s tone.
He suddenly felt a bit bitter.
He originally had a wife too, but now he had lost her...
Sullen and about to hang up the call, intending to contact Qin Wenqiang.
Then he heard the person on the other end continue, "Later, we’re going to Miss Shen’s house for dinner; Shi Yu asked me to buy one roast duck. The rest, I decide. Do you know what Miss Shen likes to eat, so I can buy accordingly?"
Jiang Zhixun felt even more bitter.
He had only been to Shen Qingqing’s rented house once.
That day, he didn’t even drink a glass of water.
But as soon as Chen Shaojie arrived in Beijing, he’d eaten several meals with Shen Qingqing, and now he could even visit her home.
Clearly sensing how poorly he was treated, Jiang Zhixun couldn’t feel happy at all.
Not getting a response, Chen Shaojie assumed Jiang Zhixun didn’t know Shen Qingqing’s tastes and preferences.
He didn’t make it difficult for him, "Then I’ll just buy whatever I see at the supply store; Miss Shen says she isn’t picky."
She wasn’t picky. She ate regardless of whether the food was good, but Jiang Zhixun knew there were a few dishes she loved.
"Stir-fried tomatoes with eggs, cold kelp salad, braised fish, pork ribs with lotus root..."
Jiang Zhixun hadn’t really noticed what Shen Qingqing liked to eat before.
It was only recently, while he was at home, and had been paying attention to Shen Qingqing, that he figured out some of her preferences.
During the New Year, his family prepared many different dishes.
Those were the ones she reached for most often.
Jiang Zhixun listed off a string of dishes, and Chen Shaojie remembered them after hearing them once.
He wasn’t sure what vegetables he could buy at the moment, but he would try to lean in that direction.
He couldn’t help but click his tongue.
"You obviously care a lot, but why do you act so infuriatingly? If you showed some sincerity, maybe Miss Shen wouldn’t have divorced you."
Jiang Zhixun thought he had already shown a lot of sincerity.
To avoid divorce, he even put his pride aside, involving his elders to intentionally delay things.
But Shen Qingqing’s attitude was firm, and he had no choice.
He couldn’t risk making her sick again.
Frustrated, he kicked the ground, "If anything happens on her end, give me a call."
Chen Shaojie responded with a grunt, "Currently, there’s nothing else, just on the fourteenth of the lunar month, we’re going to a western restaurant to eat steak together, and on the fifteenth, Miss Shen is returning to your home. I’m coming back after spending the new year with my girlfriend."
The more he spoke, the more sour Jiang Zhixun felt.
He had known Shen Qingqing for so many years yet hadn’t gone to a western restaurant together.
How long had Chen Shaojie known her?
Despite being thousands of kilometers apart, Chen Shaojie seemed to sense the chill coming from Jiang Zhixun.
He quickly added, "Shi Yu is also there, so don’t overthink it."
The response he got was a light snort.
"Hanging up."
The man’s tone was stiff, sounding like he was in a very bad mood.
Understanding the feeling of a divorced man, Chen Shaojie empathized.
He reminded, "Be careful with what you do; don’t upset Miss Shen. If she ignores you, what will you do?"
With that, he decisively hung up the phone.
Jiang Zhixun stood by the phone, dazed for a long time.
He felt a bit flustered, as if what he feared was about to come to pass.
A sword hung over his head, and he didn’t know when it would fall, leaving him miserable.
But matters of the heart aren’t about strength or methods.
If Shen Qingqing didn’t forgive him, there would never be a chance for them to remarry.
Feeling heavy-hearted, he called Qin Wenqiang.
Once again asking him to investigate someone, even Qin Wenqiang was exasperated with Jiang Zhixun.
"If you hadn’t caused a fuss three years ago, would there be so many problems now?"