After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 216: Not Lacking Love

Shen Qingqing finally looked directly at the middle-aged woman in front of her.

She was old, but there was a familiar shadow between her brows, somewhat resembling herself.

But more so, she resembled her mother.

Although she had forgotten many things, after recovering from her illness, Shen Qingqing reorganized her relationships.

She knew the person in front of her was called Shu Xian.

Her husband worked in a factory, holding a small leadership position.

As far as Shen Qingqing knew, Shu Xian had been a housewife since she got married, never having worked outside.

Seeing her current attire, she looked just like the canteen workers.

She should also be a staff member here.

Her face showed exhaustion, wear, and she aged severely, looking more than ten years older than Madam Jiang.

Shen Qingqing didn’t know if she was going through something, otherwise, why would she be working?

But that had nothing to do with her.

When she was young, Shen Qingqing was immature and had resented the relatives who stood by coldly.

When her parents were alive, they had supported them a lot.

But when trouble arose, those people all changed.

Now, she feels somewhat fortunate; if she hadn’t gone to Beijing, surrounded by confusing family ties, her situation would be worse.

With no sadness or joy in her heart, Shen Qingqing calmly said, "If we can’t support each other and just escape in the face of problems, I don’t see the point of even having meals together."

Shu Xian dared not meet Shen Qingqing’s gaze, her eyes full of embarrassment and struggle.

Murmuring as if to herself, she said, "You’ve never returned, and your aunt wanted to apologize, but couldn’t find the opportunity."

She only knew that Shen Qingqing had been taken away by a friend of her brother-in-law, and that person was very influential.

Later, she couldn’t reach Shen Qingqing despite trying every way possible.

"Since I’ve already made a choice, there’s no need to apologize, I’m fine now."

Of course, she was fine.

Looking so elegant and bright, her skin fair and tender without the slightest callus, her hair black and smooth, well-maintained, not at all like someone who suffered.

Shu Xian looked at her own hands, rough to the point of cracking, she wasn’t like this before.

But there was no choice, her son is sick, hospitalized requiring a lot of money.

If she didn’t go to work, the burden would fall solely on her husband.

These years, he was almost crushed.

She felt sorry and could only go out to find work.

Pressing her lips together, she smiled familiarly, as if unaware of Shen Qingqing’s estrangement, "Do you still remember your cousin? He’s been talking about you all these years, really wants to see you."

Shen Qingqing: "Not interested in people who don’t matter."

Without the desire to catch up, Shen Qingqing took a step to leave.

Shu Xian chased a few steps, "How long will you be in Shanghai this time? Is it a business trip, or moving back to settle?"

Shen Qingqing didn’t answer.

Shu Xian asked again, "Where are you staying now, your auntie will make something for you, and bring it over. Don’t you like desserts? I’ll make that for you..."

Shen Qingqing stopped in her tracks, the calm in her eyes turning to annoyance.

Passersby gave them curious glances, which made her even more irritated.

"Miss Shu, we have no relationship anymore; no need to greet me when we meet, I don’t like outsiders prying into my affairs, nor will I eat anything you give."

"Qingqing, your auntie just wants to care for you."

Shen Qingqing scoffed, "If it were before, I might have fallen for your tricks, but now... I don’t lack love, you can save your effort."

She will always love herself.

Love herself the most.

Whether others love her or treat her well, Shen Qingqing no longer cares nor struggles with it.

If treated well, she reciprocates.

If treated poorly, she keeps a distance.

Seeing Shu Xian still wanting to say something, Shen Qingqing’s eyes were indifferent, "Unsolicited kindness is either a villain or a thief, Miss Shu, I hope you don’t slap yourself in the face."

Shu Xian stood frozen, blankly watching Shen Qingqing’s departing figure.

She walked further and further, quickly disappearing from sight.

Inexplicably, Shu Xian thought of Shen Qingqing’s childhood image.

Clever and lively, with a sweet mouth.

Although many people fawned over her because of her parents, flattering her.

But one had to admit, Shen Qingqing was indeed likable as a child.

Unlike now, so cold and unfeeling.

Shu Xian withdrew her gaze, a bitter expression on her face; if life hadn’t forced her, she wouldn’t want to lower herself.

Shen Qingqing looked evidently well-off, everything she wore and carried was of good quality.

With her help, her family could breathe easier!

Recalling what Shen Qingqing’s colleague said, Shu Xian judged they should be part of a group of teachers here for exchange learning.

With a direction, it wouldn’t be hard to find Shen Qingqing again.

Shu Xian steadied herself.

Trying hard to remember what Shen Qingqing loved to eat as a child, she planned to make it and send it directly to where she lived.

People’s hearts are made of flesh, coupled with their blood ties, Qingqing would surely soften.

Once she softens, then bring up that matter.

Can’t rush it, or if Shen Qingqing feels schemed, disregarding familial ties, what then?

Back in the canteen kitchen, Shu Xian started washing vegetables.

Someone inquired of her, "What’s your relationship with that woman, I saw you two talked for a long time, heard that the teachers here for exchange learning are quite impressive in Beijing."

Shu Xian inexplicably felt proud.

With a now straightened back, light sparkled in her eyes, "She’s my niece."

"Oh, then why don’t you..."

With such an accomplished niece, having such a notable relative should offer better opportunities.

Although jobs are hard to find, Shu Xian was educated, better than many peers.

Embarrassment flashed in Shu Xian’s eyes, "No matter how impressive, everyone has poor relatives; after marrying, how could I trouble my niece again?"

Everyone at work knew Shu Xian’s situation.

She was dragged down by her sick son.

Otherwise, even if not rich, life could have been good.

"That woman seems very gentle, should be rational. Haven’t you been out of touch for a long time? Tell her your situation, she won’t sit by and do nothing."

Someone added, "People need face, just like trees need bark; say it in front of her colleagues, she won’t refuse."

Shu Xian’s eyes shifted.

Smiling, she said, "When her parents passed away, she was scared at night, it was I who kept her company; now asking for help, I’m afraid she’ll think I’m seeking repayment for past deeds."

"Really, now that her parents aren’t around, isn’t it you relatives who pulled her through? Now that she’s successful, she can’t neglect you."

The curve of Shu Xian’s mouth stiffened, she mumbled, "That’s all in the past, her success is what matters; in these years busy with family, I haven’t cared much for her."

"Your own son is ill; how could you have the energy to care for others? Any normal person would understand."

The conversation shifted to the patient’s topic.

"Leukemia, I’d never heard of it before. Poor parents’ hearts, the child suffers, and it also burdens you two."

Speaking of her son’s illness troubled Shu Xian immensely.

It’s not an ordinary disease, watching her son grow weaker each day pains her deeply, but she doesn’t know what to do.

All she could do was earn more money to support his treatment and medication.

Beyond that, there’s nothing she could do.

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