CHAPTER 261: CHAPTER 261 TEASING

"Shen Qingqing, who are you calling pitiful?" Yang Fen glared at her, her eyes filled with anger and resentment.

"I’m talking about you, who else did you think?" Shen Qingqing wasn’t pampering her.

Being polite with some people doesn’t work.

The more dignified you are, the more she pushes her luck.

It’s better to put aside politeness and do whatever makes you happy.

"You!"

Yang Fen wanted to curse some more, but the young lady sitting in the front row turned around, "Nurse Yang, you need to change your temper. If you argue with people so easily, is this your attitude at the hospital too?"

The person speaking was a newlywed bride living in the courtyard.

She wasn’t close to Yang Fen, but she’d heard many wild tales about her.

She knew Yang Fen wasn’t a good person.

Seeing her ridiculing Shen Qingqing, she couldn’t hold back and criticized Yang Fen.

Yang Fen had made several mistakes at work, nearly losing her job.

These words hit her sore spot accurately.

"Who are you to comment on my attitude?"

The lady rolled her eyes, "You take good intentions as bad, if you don’t change your temper, patients will complain sooner or later. Then you’ll lose your job, let’s see where you go to cry!"

"It’s only because Miss Shen has a good temper and doesn’t bother with you. If it were me, I’d slap your mouth shut."

"You’re like a mad dog, Yang Fen, you’re truly terrifying!"

After saying that, she no longer looked at Yang Fen.

There’s no communicating with someone stubborn.

She didn’t know how Yang Fen turned out to be this way, despite reading so many books.

Went straight into the belly of a dog!

Yang Fen glared at the person ahead, as if she wanted to bore a hole in her.

For a moment, she tossed Shen Qingqing on the other side of the aisle out of her mind.

Shen Qingqing also found it absurd.

This person acts like she’s eaten gunpowder, blasting at whoever she catches, her temper so foul, she’s really not afraid of causing herself a disease.

Looking at Yang Fen’s distorted expression, because she gets angry often, it reveals a vicious, irritable look.

Very ugly.

Shen Qingqing quietly reminded herself to stay calm.

There’s no need to say anything else; the spirit is different!

She turned her gaze away, looking out the window.

As long as Yang Fen didn’t provoke her, she was too lazy to deal with Yang Fen.

Before the lady got off the bus, Shen Qingqing gave her a small bag of wedding candy and two apples.

"Pretentious." Yang Fen remarked in a sour tone.

Previously, Shen Qingqing always thought Jiang Zhixun had a loose tongue, but now she understood what truly being loose-tongued meant.

She looked coldly at Yang Fen, "Your life doesn’t seem too successful, does it?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Shen Qingqing: "What? Not only are your family members tired of you, but even your in-laws dislike you? You seem full of resentment, not like someone living a happy life."

"You know nothing, just spreading lies!"

Yang Fen glared at Shen Qingqing, "Does Jiang Zhixun know you’re this kind of woman, stirring up trouble even when you know nothing?"

Shen Qingqing remained unfazed.

In stark contrast to Yang Fen’s agitation.

"Does it make any difference? He loves me to death, can never bear to leave me."

Staring into Yang Fen’s eyes, she sneered mockingly, "Unlike you, with a black heart that everyone knows about."

"I’ll tear your mouth apart, talking nonsense!"

Yang Fen stood up, trying to rush forward to fight with Shen Qingqing.

But the bus made a sharp turn, and she couldn’t keep her balance, landing hard on her bottom.

As embarrassing as it gets.

Had it been in front of others, Yang Fen would have pretended nothing happened and stood up calmly.

But the person in front of her was Shen Qingqing.

Her biggest love rival in this life.

From the day she met Shen Qingqing, she disliked this person.

Beautiful, culturally cultivated.

Everyone in the courtyard praised Shen Qingqing like that.

Praise was fine, but they used her, this peer, as a backdrop.

Yang Fen hated Shen Qingqing.

Really hated.

Really hated!

Until Shen Qingqing married Jiang Zhixun, her hatred peaked.

Falling in front of a love rival, how could she stay calm?

Feeling embarrassed, Yang Fen covered her face and insisted on getting off.

The bus just arrived at a stopping point, and the driver let her off.

Finally, Shen Qingqing could relax.

Her mood wasn’t affected.

After all, she’s not the one feeling angry and frustrated; she’s not the one suffering.

Back at school.

Shen Qingqing quickly immersed herself in work.

Having just returned from vacation, there was a lot of work.

Same goes for Jiang Zhixun’s side.

That day, he took the time to call Shen Qingqing, "Wifey, I have to go on a mission, won’t be in Beijing for a while."

Shen Qingqing wasn’t surprised; his job had a special nature, missions were a frequent occurrence.

"When will you be back?"

"Probably three months, going to the Northwest for a joint drill, exchange and learning."

Jiang Zhixun had been to the Northwest before, was familiar with the situation there, and this time was entrusted with responsibility.

With him were Zhou Jie and others.

His good partner, good comrade.

Shen Qingqing responded with an oh, "Go ahead, I’ll wait for you to come back."

Her calmness made Jiang Zhixun ask, "Aren’t you going to miss me?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, "It’s perfect timing, our project is at a critical stage, I was worried I’d have no time to keep you company and you’d feel lost. Now it’s better, busy with our own things, very fitting."

That’s reasonable, but Jiang Zhixun wanted to hear Shen Qingqing say she missed him.

He reminded her, "We’re newlyweds."

Shen Qingqing curved her lips in a silent smile, "Your newlywed period is quite long, isn’t it ending?"

Jiang Zhixun: "It’s not the seven-year itch yet, why rush?"

Shen Qingqing deliberately disagreed, "What about after seven years, does it become a love cemetery?"

Heaven’s truth, he hadn’t said that.

But Qingqing’s teasing was truly adorable.

The more he thought about it, the more Jiang Zhixun regretted.

He’d really missed many years, leading to now discovering her cute side.

Jiang Zhixun chuckled, "Hmm, can’t say for sure now, wait until our seventh anniversary for an answer."

Shen Qingqing sighed, "Men change after marriage, don’t even want to say sweet words; if it was before, certain people would have said a lot."

The man’s laughter traveled into Shen Qingqing’s ear through the handset.

Next was the sound of kissing the handset.

"Actions speak louder than words."

Shen Qingqing’s face flushed instantly.

Jiang Zhixun, he actually did something so childish.

Wasn’t he afraid of being seen by others?

Holding the handset away didn’t ease the feeling of blushing and heart racing.

She rubbed her ears and patted her face, only then suppressing the unusual feeling.

Lowering her voice, "Jiang Zhixun, can you be serious?"

The man’s voice sounded aggrieved, "I can’t see you, isn’t it okay to kiss from a distance?"

The heat she barely suppressed came over her again.

Shen Qingqing stammered, "If people find out, they’ll laugh at you."

Jiang Zhixun lifted his head, not far away his comrades were winking at him, full of teasing in their eyes.

He fake-coughed, slightly turning his body.

The root of his ear flushed suspiciously red.

He didn’t mean to tease Qingqing, it just happened involuntarily.

It came from the heart, without any desire to think.

He wanted to do so.

So he did.

Anyway, the person on the other end was his wife, with a marriage certificate.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhixun straightened his back.

"What’s there to laugh about, it wasn’t easy getting married, why can’t I flaunt it once?"

Shen Qingqing: "You’re too flashy!"

If she didn’t know Jiang Zhixun’s past, she’d think he’d dated multiple people.

Otherwise, how could he be so adept at teasing!

Noticing a colleague entering, Shen Qingqing fake-coughed, "I have something to do, need to hang up first."

Jiang Zhixun quickly said, "I’ll call you when I can, and pick me up the day I return home."

Shen Qingqing said jokingly, "You’re not a child, you need picking up?"

Jiang Zhixun didn’t care, "Want to see you sooner."

This reason convinced Shen Qingqing, "Alright, we’ll be in touch then."