After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 103: Impulsiveness Won’t Lead to Good Outcomes

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Impulsiveness Won’t Lead to Good Outcomes

The call was connected, but the operator on the other end informed, "Captain Jiang is out on a mission. If you have something urgent, I can relay the message for you, or once the mission is completed, I can ask Captain Jiang to return your call."

Shen Qingqing’s illness isn’t something suitable to publicize widely.

Nor should the fact that a male colleague is pursuing her be broadcast for everyone to know.

These are all Qingqing’s private matters.

If she finds out her privacy was exposed, she’ll surely resent the Jiang Family.

That girl has always been particular about this kind of thing.

A lot of things she wouldn’t let others meddle with.

Madam Jiang asked the operator, "Young comrade, do you happen to know when Jiang Zhixun will finish his mission?"

"I’m not sure about that."

Madam Jiang didn’t make things difficult. "Alright, when his mission ends, please ask him to call me back."

She hung up.

Madam Jiang then dialed her husband’s office.

Even though he’d be home in a few hours, the matter was too overwhelming, and keeping it bottled up felt unbearable.

She had to find someone to talk about it freely.

In the compound, Madam Jiang got along well with many people and would often chat.

But Shen Qingqing’s matter couldn’t be discussed with outsiders.

Otherwise, within half a day, the entire compound would hear about it.

Father Jiang was busy on his end and didn’t answer Madam Jiang’s call.

It wasn’t until he came home after work that he brought up the doctor’s visit.

"What did the expert say about Qingqing’s condition?"

Madam Jiang wore a blank expression, dishing out rice without responding to Father Jiang’s question.

"Who has gotten on your nerves now?"

"What do you think?"

Father Jiang rubbed his temple, feeling a headache coming on. "Quickly tell me. If it’s something serious, and the current doctor can’t resolve it, I’ll figure out another solution."

Madam Jiang shot her husband a resentful glance.

"You and your son are both so busy. Trying to get in touch with you two is almost impossible."

"Alright, my fault."

Father Jiang admitted his mistake quickly, adopting a listening posture.

"Now go ahead, no matter how many times you say it, I’ll listen."

Madam Jiang scoffed. "You old geezer, are you implying I love to nag?"

"I didn’t say that."

"Your tone... Don’t think my limited education means I can’t tell!"

Originally, Madam Jiang couldn’t wait to tell her husband and son about Shen Qingqing’s situation.

But with neither of them reachable, the urgency gradually faded, leaving her reluctant to reveal it all at once now.

Father Jiang was steady by nature but also becoming anxious.

"Is Qingqing’s condition very serious?"

If it weren’t serious, his wife wouldn’t have called during work hours.

Seeing the man’s stern expression, Madam Jiang stopped teasing him.

"We’ve all been deceived by Qingqing."

"Huh?"

Father Jiang was puzzled. "That child has always been straightforward. Unless she doesn’t want us to worry and deliberately downplays the situation."

Madam Jiang wasn’t sure whether Shen Qingqing was hiding her troubles or not.

Either way, it wasn’t good.

"The doctor said she has some kind of memory loss disorder. If treatment doesn’t work, she might forget everything from the past."

This illness was something Father Jiang had never seen or heard of.

He stood by the kitchen sink, pursing his lips, his face clouded with thought.

Madam Jiang stole several glances at him but couldn’t discern anything.

"Are you worried or not?"

Of course, Father Jiang was worried about Shen Qingqing. She was the daughter of an old friend and had even been their daughter-in-law. Though divorced, she was still a member of the Jiang Family.

"Does the doctor have any solutions?"

"This isn’t a minor illness. Although the doctor proposed a treatment plan, whether Qingqing will get better is uncertain."

Madam Jiang tried her best to recall what the doctor had said and relayed it to Father Jiang.

"If the current methods don’t work, the doctor mentioned trying hypnosis, but there are side effects. Just hearing about it is terrifying. Qingqing is such a clever girl—what if they mess her up and make her silly?"

"Stop talking nonsense—curse like that and invite nothing but bad luck!"

Father Jiang glared at his wife. "Don’t imagine things and certainly don’t speak them aloud."

"I’m just anxious!"

If Shen Qingqing had a headache or physical injuries, Madam Jiang could rely on practical wisdom to alleviate her discomfort.

But neither of them had ever encountered a condition like this, and no amount of effort seemed effective.

Beyond worrying, Madam Jiang didn’t know what else to do.

"I called Zhixun, but he’s away on a mission—there’s no telling when he’ll return the call. If our son comes back to Beijing and Qingqing has already forgotten him, do you think he’ll cry in frustration?"

"Serves him right!"

The mention of their son dampened Father Jiang’s mood.

"If they hadn’t divorced, Qingqing living at home would bring so much peace of mind."

But now that the divorce papers were signed, with Qingqing’s personality, she wouldn’t return to the compound.

In her view, that would only create trouble.

And Qingqing never liked inconveniencing others.

Madam Jiang shared the same sentiment. "She got sick—that’s why she insisted on getting divorced. I misunderstood her earlier, thinking she was being headstrong."

Turns out she simply didn’t want to be a burden on the Jiang Family or ruin Zhixun’s future.

Thinking about this, Madam Jiang was deeply moved.

She regretted how she used to pressure Qingqing into having children—it was truly wrong of her.

Father Jiang had faced countless difficulties in his lifetime, but none felt as challenging as this.

He told Madam Jiang, "Whenever she has an appointment with the doctor, you must accompany her. Keep an eye on her and don’t let her fool you again."

"You don’t need to tell me—I’ll be there."

Madam Jiang carried the plated rice out.

Feeling dispirited, she’d only cooked some vegetable porridge, served with pickled vegetables.

Not wanting to be accused of neglecting the elderly, she steamed an egg for the old man separately.

The old man, being blunt, refused to eat alone and split it between the couple.

As expected, he asked about Shen Qingqing.

Knowing the old man’s temper, Madam Jiang didn’t bother withholding information and revealed everything.

To lighten the mood, Madam Jiang brought up Zhou Hansheng.

"That male colleague is a doctor—I think he has feelings for Qingqing."

The old man, who had been looking sullen, clapped with joy, "Good, if he can win over Qingqing, I’ll feel much more at ease."

Madam Jiang was momentarily speechless.

"Dad, have you lost your mind? She’s still Zhixun’s ex-wife."

"Ex-wife or not, they’re divorced."

"Divorced people can remarry."

The old man chuckled knowingly, "That depends on Qingqing’s willingness. It won’t lead anywhere if it’s one-sided."

Just like Qingqing in the past—throwing herself wholeheartedly into the marriage.

And then Zhixun just left her.

Whenever he thought about what happened three years ago, the old man couldn’t help feeling upset.

"Zhixun wasted three years of her life. Forget remarriage—unless Qingqing brings it up herself."

Madam Jiang looked embarrassed. "Zhixun already knows he was wrong. He’s your grandson, shouldn’t you be on his side?"

"My side? That brat is useless!"

Madam Jiang immediately fell silent, not daring to defend her son further.

Afraid the old man might get too worked up and cause himself trouble.

"If a male colleague pursues Qingqing, don’t interfere," the old man said firmly.

Father Jiang and Madam Jiang exchanged glances.

To them, it felt like seeing their precious cabbage getting uprooted completely and carried away.