The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Jiang Tinghe sniffed pretentiously, his eyes fell on Jiang Tingxia and Li Changpu who were sitting on the sofa, and he said in a pinched voice, "I don't know what's going on today, I can always smell a shabby smell, I'll have to ask the servants to clean it up properly later."

Jiang Tingxia looked back and asked, "Really?"

"I don't smell poverty, but I smell a strong bad breath when some people open their mouths."

Jiang Tinghe blushed and said loudly, "Jiang Tingxia, who are you talking about?"

Jiang Tingxia looked indifferent, "Whoever tells it will know."

Jiang Tinghe immediately pulled Li Xiu and said aggrievedly, "Mom."

Li Xiu held Jiang Tinghe's hand to comfort her, and looked at Jiang Tingxia with a reproachful look. She said, "Okay, you've caused chaos at home as soon as you came back."

"Auntie Wu, go and clean up a guest room for Tingxia and her husband. I have something to say to them later."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Jiang Tingxia. It was not difficult to guess that Jiang Tingxia knew what Li Xiu wanted to talk about, which was nothing more than the matter of substitutionary marriage.

She also wanted to hear what the Jiang family had to say.

Jiang Tingxia agreed to stay and said, "No need for the guest room, I can just stay in my own room."

Jiang Tinghe said first, "After you got married, your room became empty, and you had someone clean up the miscellaneous things in it."

Jiang Tingxia sat there in no hurry, but her eyebrows became sharp, "My things, move them back the same way you moved them out."

Jiang Tingxia said calmly, "I'll just sit here and wait."

She added, "If something is dented and can't be restored to its original state, please compensate me according to the price."

When Jiang Tinghe heard this, she got angry, because she was the one who had looted almost everything in Jiang Tingxia's room. How could she be willing to take it out again?

Jiang Tinghe howled, "Jiang Tingxia, who do you think you are to dare to say these words in the Jiang family."

Jiang Tingxia did not show any weakness and put the cup heavily on the table, "Jiang Tinghe, please be more polite when you speak to me."

Jiang Tingxia was well aware of Jiang Tinghe's hostility towards her. Just one or two months after she entered the Jiang family, she went crazy and targeted her everywhere.

From a minor verbal dispute to a frame-up, to crying and acting miserable in front of her grandfather and mother, she had suffered a lot at the hands of Jiang Tinghe.

Just like the house you live in.

In fact, the house she is talking about now is not the one she has always lived in.

She originally lived on the second floor. Jiang Tinghe cried and said that she thought her house was nice and wanted to live in this one. She felt guilty at the time, as if she had been occupying the magpie's nest for 16 years. In addition, everyone advised her to give way to Jiang Tinghe, so she agreed to move.

Unexpectedly, the Jiang family is so big, when she wanted to decide which room to live in, Jiang Tinghe immediately jumped out to object. Everyone felt sorry for her and agreed to her decision.

In the end, Jiang Tingxia could only live in a room on the third floor. The room had a bad location, facing away from the sun, and was very damp all year round.

She thought she was giving in, but Jiang Tinghe was as proud as if he had won a victory, and from then on, he became even more aggressive.

Jiang Tingxia simply made things clear and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You want to take away everything I have, and if you can't take it away, you destroy it. You're against me everywhere."

"I'm afraid you have looted the room completely."

Jiang Tinghe was exposed, but she didn't feel guilty. Instead, she glared at Jiang Tingxia more fiercely and shouted, "That thing originally belonged to me. I just won't give it to you. What can you do about it?"

Jiang Tingxia: "Grandpa's will clearly states how the Jiang family's money and land should be divided. That house and the things there are mine."

"I am a stubborn person. What belongs to whomever is who. I only ask for one thing, that all my things be returned to me."

She glanced at Li Changpu, then at Li Xiu and her daughter, "Otherwise, there are some things we can talk about clearly now."

Li Xiu and her daughter, who were caught with the handle, were so angry that they were gasping for breath, but they did not dare to confront Jiang Tingxia anymore, for fear that she would say something irreversible.

Li Xiu lost her noble lady's elegance and composure. Her hair was no longer as shiny as before. She shouted, "Auntie Wu."

"Find someone to restore this girl's room to its original state."

Jiang Tingxia didn't care if others were angry or not, and said, "I will check it carefully. I won't accept it if anything is missing."

As she spoke, she deliberately looked at Jiang Tinghe's face.

Jiang Tinghe saw it and also shouted, "Go, pick up those things in my room and throw them all to her. I don't want those junks."

Jiang Tingxia added, "I never miss other people's things. It's mainly because I feel disgusted when someone gives me something after using it."

"So, you don't have to move the things you took away. Just compensate me according to the price."

"I'll prepare a list and have someone send it to you later. You can just transfer the money directly to my bank account."

Jiang Tinghe pointed at Jiang Tingxia and was speechless for a long time. She said this on purpose, just to say that she, Jiang Tinghe, was coveting other people's things.

"All right!"

Li Xiu roared in anger, "Auntie Wu, are you deaf? What are you still doing here? Go clean up the house."

Although he was scolding Wu Ma, his fiery eyes were staring at Jiang Tingxia fiercely.

Wu Ma, who was scolded for no reason, did not dare to say anything. She lowered her head and replied, "Yes, ma'am."

Jiang Tingxia didn't want to see their expressions here, so she said to Li Changpu, "Let's go up to the third floor."

Li Changpu grew up in the countryside. There were many quarrels and fights between brothers in the village over a few acres of land or a few bundles of firewood. People thought it was because people were too poor. They didn't expect that even a wealthy family like the Jiang family would be so stingy when it came to snatching things, and no one was willing to give in.

Li Changpu followed Jiang Tingxia to the left side of the living room.

Li Changpu's eyes widened. The Jiang family actually installed an elevator in the house!

He was surprised, not because he had never seen an elevator before, but because this thing was not yet popular. He had only used it in office buildings when attending meetings in big cities like Kyoto, and he had never imagined that it could be installed in residential buildings.

The Jiang family is too wealthy and extravagant.

He thought again of the hired people in this room. What did they call them just now? Servants. This vicious name should have disappeared along with the old society. The Jiang family was so outrageous that they still retained the capitalist exploitation and enjoyment and the parasitic ways.

Jiang Tingxia saw Li Changpu looking at the elevator in a daze, and wondered if he had never seen this thing before. Seeing the Jiang family members behind them looking at them, she didn't want Li Changpu to be laughed at.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, they are a couple.

Jiang Tingxia reached out her hand, put it on Li Changpu's arm, and whispered, "Follow me."

Ding Dong, the elevator door opened.

Jiang Tingxia took Li Changpu into the elevator, pressed the floor button, and waited until the elevator door closed and everyone in the Jiang family disappeared from her sight before she took her hand off Li Changpu's arm.

Her back, which had been tense all the time, suddenly relaxed and she felt listless.

At this time, Li Changpu heard, "Are you okay?"

The elevator was small and the two people stood very close to each other. His words struck Jiang Tingxia's heart heavily.

Jiang Tingxia looked at him with a pair of clear black and white eyes, as if asking him why he said that.

He said calmly, "My father is the same. He doesn't treat me as his son, but only loves my two younger brothers."

In just a moment, Li Changpu could feel that Li Xiu's attitude towards her two daughters was completely different. One was in heaven, and the other was in hell. She was very biased.

Jiang Tingxia was the one who was wronged.

Li Changpu didn't know how to comfort her, so he thought about it and told her about his own story.

Jiang Tingxia looked at him and asked, "Are you sad?"

He blinked his eyes and said calmly, "Yes, it happened before."

"But I've been away from home for so long that I can't remember it clearly."

He added, "Look, I'm fine now."

Jiang Tingxia nodded, "I understand."

In the small and crowded elevator space, the arms of two people were only a few centimeters apart, and they could even feel each other's body temperature.