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

After breakfast, it is customary to have a cup of coffee to promote digestion.

Jiang Tinghe sniffed it and boasted, "These are the coffee beans that my mother specially asked someone to bring back from abroad. Everyone, have a cup."

Jia Ruiwen's glasses flashed, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. Jiang Tinghe must have been spoiled in the countryside. She was petty and thought a cup of coffee was worth showing off. She wanted to let the whole world know about it.

Jiang Tinghe took the long-spouted iron kettle and poured a cup of wine for Li Xiu and Jiang Hai first, then walked to Jiang Tingxia. He looked at Jiang Tingxia's straight back and started to have bad thoughts again.

The body of the pot tilted downward instantly, but its target was not the cup next to Jiang Tingxia's table, but went straight into her arms.

Jiang Tingxia suddenly felt his body shake, and then the deafening sound of the stool legs rubbing against the ground rang in his ears.

When she looked, she saw a stream of brown liquid poured down right in front of her, on the spot where she had just been sitting. It was so hot that it was still emitting steam.

The next second, the scalding coffee poured onto the back of Li Changpu's hand.

Li Changpu just noticed Jiang Tinghe's action. Before he could think, his body reacted faster than his brain and he directly pulled her chair away. However, his other hand still subconsciously reached out to block it for her.

He took his hand back and found that the back of his hand had turned red. His skin had lost all feeling and began to hurt.

Jiang Tingxia shouted, "Are you okay?"

Seeing the miserable state of Li Changpu's hands, Jiang Tingxia stood up and pushed Jiang Tinghe with such force that he almost pushed Jiang Tinghe to the ground, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Tinghe held onto the table to avoid falling. She stood up and stared at Jiang Tingxia, wishing she hadn't been scalded to death.

She was simple and direct in her actions, and she had never tried to hide anything about Jiang Tingxia. She just hated her and wanted to kill her.

She said lightly, "I just didn't hold it firmly."

Jiang Tingxia gritted her teeth and said, "Jiang Tinghe, you've gone too far."

Jiang Tinghe smiled, crossed her arms, and said fearlessly, "So what do you want to do?"

Jiang Tingxia looked at Jiang Tinghe's nonchalant smile and wished she could tear her face apart. "I won't let you go."

Jiang Tinghe was not afraid of her, "Okay, let me see what you can do."

Jiang Tingxia's mind was not here. She was more worried about Li Changpu's injury, so she didn't bother to argue any more and pulled Li Changpu away from there.

Burns cannot be delayed and must be treated immediately.

Li Changpu was walking behind her and stumbled a few steps because of her pulling him. He wanted to hold Jiang Tingxia, who was running away, and comforted her, "Tingxia, I'm fine."

"It will be fine in a few days."

Jiang Tingxia's voice was hoarse, and he kept walking forward in a hurry, "You're so burned, and you still say it's okay. Let's rinse it with cold water first."

The cold water in the faucet flowed, and Li Changpu followed Jiang Tingxia's instructions and let the cold water wash over the back of his hands.

Jiang Tingxia came over with the ointment, still chattering, "You just watched her pour the coffee into your hand, and you didn't even know how to hide."

Li Changpu recalled that just now, he was only looking at Jiang Tingxia, with all his attention on her, and he forgot that his hands were still there to block her.

The cold water made his hands numb. He looked at his hands and said, "I wasn't paying attention for a moment."

After a while, he was about to take his hand away from under the faucet, but Jiang Tingxia, who was standing in front of him, stopped him and said, "It's not even half an hour yet."

Li Changpu: "I feel better."

Jiang Tingxia was very persistent, "No, take your hands away when the time is up."

Li Changpu stretched out his hand obediently again.

Finally the time came and Jiang Tingxia pulled him back to apply medicine. He looked at Jiang Tingxia wrapping him with several layers of gauze and spoke hesitantly, "Tingxia, isn't that too much? This is just a minor injury."

"Besides, I have to go out later."

Jiang Tingxia: "Minor injury? Your hand is in a mess. This medicine is for pain relief."

"And if I hadn't applied the medicine to you, you would have a big scar on your hand."

Li Changpu smiled, "I'm a grown man, so what's there to worry about if I have a few scars?"

“Scars don’t look good.”

After Jiang Tingxia finished speaking, he knew that he didn't care about this, so he threatened again, "I packed it for you with great difficulty, so don't open it secretly."

She asked casually, "Are you going out? Where are you going?"

Li Changpu talked about Song Ping whom he met last time.

“He is my old leader.”

Jiang Tingxia was concentrating on bandaging the wound and didn't react much.

Li Changpu didn't get Jiang Tingxia's nod of approval, so he added, "Take this opportunity to have a meal with some old comrades."

Li Changpu raised his hand to let Jiang Tingxia apply medicine and bandage it, and then said, "We haven't seen each other for many years."

"We are brothers who have lived and died together, and we have a very good relationship."

"At the beginning we ..."

Jiang Tingxia tied a knot on the gauze, and then she let go of Li Changpu's hand and said, "Why are you talking so much?"

"Go ahead."

She stared at the gauze on his hand and said, "But don't drink. You are injured. Take care of yourself."

Li Changpu agreed quickly.

The two of them walked out of the door together, and stayed at the door for a while before Li Changpu went out. But Jiang Tingxia looked at her for a long time like a wife waiting for her husband to leave before leaving. They were simply a pair of inseparable young couple.

Of course, that’s not the case.

Jiang Tingxia pulled Li Changpu, "Don't move, that annoying guy is watching us."

Jiang Tingxia only looked in the direction of Jiang Tinghe and Jia Ruiwen. She took a small step forward towards Li Changpu and said, "Stay closer to me."

Li Changpu was pulled forward by her, her soft hair brushed across his face, and a fragrance lingered around his nose...

Suddenly, Jiang Tingxia pushed him away and said, "That's enough. Go out and remember to look back after every two steps."

Li Changpu smiled helplessly and did as she instructed.

……

Looking at Jiang Tingxia and Li Changpu hugging each other, Jia Ruiwen felt annoyed. Thinking of the man who was scalded at the dinner table just now and Jiang Tingxia's jumping face, Jia Ruiwen felt uncomfortable.

Not to mention that he actually saw Jiang Tingxia's eyes turned red as she looked at the man. She had a beautiful face and her eyes were sparkling with crystal tears, which made people feel particularly pitiful.

But she wasn't like this for him.

In the past, Jiang Tingxia had only him as a close man, but no matter how close their relationship was, she had never been so intimate with him. Jia Ruiwen silently said in his heart, Jiang Tingxia, Jiang Tingxia, when have you ever cared about me so much?

If you are willing to treat me like this, I will give you another chance.