After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 102 Zhou Hansheng

Leaving the doctor’s office, it was still early.

Madam Jiang wanted to take Shen Qingqing to the department store to buy her a couple of skirts to cheer her up.

Then they would go to the state-owned restaurant and order her favorite braised pork.

As they reached the first-floor lobby, someone suddenly called out to them.

"Miss Shen?"

Shen Qingqing was distracted and didn’t hear.

But Madam Jiang thought the person was calling Shen Qingqing and instinctively turned around to look.

She saw a gentleman walking briskly towards them.

The gentleman was refined, wearing glasses, his hair meticulously groomed, and dressed in a white coat, likely a doctor here.

Madam Jiang stopped, and Shen Qingqing, who was holding her hand, was forced to stop as well.

Only then did she snap out of it.

Confused, she followed Madam Jiang’s gaze and looked over.

Just by glimpsing her silhouette, Zhou Hansheng was certain that it was Shen Qingqing.

Even though they hadn’t seen each other for almost half a year.

There were not many interactions before; only during events at the publishing house could he join them for meals under the guise of being a family member.

But he just had this instinct that it was Shen Qingqing.

Seeing her face clearly, Zhou Hansheng smiled slightly and quickly realized this wasn’t a good place.

"Miss Shen, are you sick?"

His voice was cool, but the concern in his tone couldn’t be hidden.

Madam Jiang, having been through much, immediately knew what was happening.

Qingqing was beautiful, and wherever she went, many young men admired her.

Even while studying, male classmates frequently wrote her love letters.

Once, Zhixun went to her school to pick her up and saw a male classmate on a bicycle wanting to take Qingqing home. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

That day at the dinner table, Zhixun uncharacteristically lectured Qingqing, telling her to prioritize her studies and not be influenced by the rascal boys outside.

Madam Jiang’s mental alarm went off, "Qingqing, is this friend of yours?"

Shen Qingqing looked a bit puzzled.

Zhou Hansheng’s elation gradually returned to its original state, followed by a wave of bitterness spreading from deep within.

His upward-curving lips slowly fell.

With an embarrassed expression, "I’m Zhou Hansheng, Editor Zhou is my father, you’ve been to our house for meals with your colleagues, we’ve met before."

The more he spoke, the more aggrieved Zhou Hansheng became.

Even though they hadn’t met many times, people had teased her about pursuing Miss Shen, which she knew.

She blushed at the time and joked that she was already married and couldn’t make a mistake.

That experience should have left a strong impression.

Moreover, they had met several times afterward.

Shen Qingqing actually didn’t recognize him, which made Zhou Hansheng very disappointed.

Bitterly thinking that in Miss Shen’s heart, he might not even count as a friend.

Even though he explained it so clearly, Shen Qingqing couldn’t remember the details of the meeting, but understood his identity.

Editor Zhou was a great leader, perhaps due to seeing the good in others, Shen Qingqing had a good impression of Zhou Hansheng.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou."

She naturally extended her hand as if meeting a stranger for the first time.

Zhou Hansheng felt even more heartbroken.

Shen Qingqing’s hand was fair and long, and under the sunlight, her skin seemed to glow.

After the New Year, as the temperature began to warm, she wore a cotton dress with a sweater cardigan over it.

The styles were simple, but on her, they looked particularly beautiful.

Different from everyone around.

Zhou Hansheng stared at that hand for two seconds before shaking it.

"Miss Shen, I’m Zhou Hansheng."

After speaking, he let go of Shen Qingqing’s hand.

He emphasized his name again.

Shen Qingqing felt a moment of awkwardness, suspecting it was her condition causing her to forget him.

Apologetically, she said, "I have a poor memory, please excuse me, Mr. Zhou."

Shen Qingqing said she had a poor memory, and Zhou Hansheng felt he had heard a joke.

At home, he often heard his father praise Shen Qingqing.

One aspect being her exceptional memory, quick to recall things.

He furrowed his brows, looping back to the original topic, "Are you here to see a doctor?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, "I’ve already finished."

"Which department did you visit?"

Realizing he was overstepping, Zhou Hansheng tried to make amends, "I know most of the doctors, I can help put in a word for you."

Shen Qingqing didn’t want to talk about her condition with others, but Zhou Hansheng meant well, and since he was a doctor here, they might run into each other again.

She didn’t hold back and shared the name of the expert.

He specialized in psychological issues.

Zhou Hansheng’s expression became serious, "What did the doctor say? Is it serious?"

"It’s manageable, the treatment plan is already set."

Zhou Hansheng’s concern was so evident that anyone could see his interest in Shen Qingqing exceeded normal boundaries.

Madam Jiang grew more anxious.

The gentleman seemed outstanding, but if he knew Qingqing and Zhixun had divorced, he would likely pursue Qingqing actively.

Driven by certain intentions, Madam Jiang moved half a step closer to Shen Qingqing.

Smiling, she said, "Oh, Qingqing’s friend, thank you for your concern. I’m Qingqing’s mother-in-law, accompanying her for her appointment today. Doctor Zhou, when do you get off work? We’d like to invite you for a meal."

She wanted to seize the chance to ask about the situation.

Madam Jiang thought.

Seeing Shen Qingqing accompanied by a middle-aged woman, Zhou Hansheng guessed her identity.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Shen Qingqing’s mother-in-law.

Not wanting to create trouble for her, Zhou Hansheng glanced at his watch, "I still need to do rounds."

"Alright, we’ll invite Doctor Zhou to dinner another time when there’s a chance."

Zhou Hansheng neither agreed nor refused.

He simply said, "Don’t be afraid of illness, actively cooperate with treatment, keep a relaxed mindset; with the advancement in medical technology, your problem will definitely be resolved."

Zhou Hansheng was a doctor, and his words carried a calming strength when spoken.

The weight on Shen Qingqing’s heart lifted slightly, giving her a chance to breathe.

She offered a sincere smile, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Hansheng nodded, "I have something else to do, so I’ll take my leave."

Shen Qingqing had no reason to hold him back.

She stayed put, indicating that he should go first.

Nodding at Madam Jiang, Zhou Hansheng finally turned to leave.

Madam Jiang wanted to ask Shen Qingqing how she felt about Mr. Zhou.

But dared not ask.

The first reason was fear of upsetting Shen Qingqing, affecting her condition.

The second was the fear that her inquiry might actually make Shen Qingqing fall for Zhou Hansheng.

She could only suppress the words in her heart.

Madam Jiang felt extremely frustrated.

Her son wasn’t home, her daughter-in-law had a strange illness, and now a gentleman seemed interested in pursuing her daughter-in-law...

If the young couple hadn’t divorced, she would just need to take care of Qingqing.

But now, she had to also guard against someone wooing Qingqing.

Madam Jiang felt like her heart was on fire, appearing somewhat distracted.

Shen Qingqing made the excuse of feeling tired and wanting to return home to rest.

Madam Jiang took her back to her rental room and hurried back to the compound.

Dialing the phone, she muttered.

"You rascal, letting your temper flaring, and now Qingqing is not only forgetting you but might be pursued by someone else!"