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

The two maids of the Jiang family were worried. "Alas, the two hundred pots of roses that the mistress prepared for the young lady's engagement are still in the yard. The housekeeper asked us to clean them up."

"Just the two of us? By the time we're done, our waists will be broken."

"No choice, just move."

The two people who were talking had sad faces and were resigned to moving the flowers. One of them said, "It's a pity that the man the eldest lady brought back is out."

"why do you say so?"

"You don't know. When we were moving furniture yesterday afternoon, Uncle Chen and the others thought they would be exhausted, so they were all reluctant to do it. But the man moved most of it in one go. Everyone else took a break, but he was the only one who kept moving things. I heard he was even eager to do the work."

The two of them laughed twice.

"I heard that he was a country boy. I think he was farming in his hometown and had some strength."

The two of them talked and laughed.

"Yes, he alone did all the work for four or five people."

"Yes, if he were here, we would just need to tell him and we wouldn't have to do the job of moving the flowers."

"Look at what you said. He can help us."

"Why not? He is a very honest man. I heard Uncle Chen say that he was going to move the table, but the countryman offered to help him. Uncle Chen then made up something, saying that his waist hurt, and the man moved the table upstairs by himself without saying anything."

Although that person said Li Changpu was honest, the expression on his face was full of ridicule and contempt.

"You still call him uncle. Let Uncle Chen take a rest. He has done all his work. Uncle Chen sat for a long time yesterday. He is so relaxed."

The person who was speaking covered his mouth and laughed, "I want to laugh when I hear him calling me that. What uncle or sister? He thinks our Jiang family is a rural place."

Another person added, "He is ignorant after all. He doesn't understand the rules of this wealthy family and he is showing his weakness."

Another person said sarcastically, "I think he won't enjoy the blessings even if he has them. He is born to suffer."

The two were talking excitedly when they suddenly saw a pink skirt appear in front of them. They were frightened and quickly lowered their heads and shouted, "Miss."

Jiang Tingxia looked at the two of them and said in a cold voice, "Raise your head."

The two looked at each other, and had no choice but to slowly look up, and saw Jiang Tingxia pursing his lips with an unhappy look on his face.

Just as the two were about to open their mouths to explain something, they heard two crisp "pop" sounds. Before they could react, one of them was hit in the face.

Jiang Tingxia was obviously very angry. She pointed her finger at them and said fiercely, "Who the hell are you!"

"He is also someone you can discuss!"

The two maids were slapped and felt dizzy. When they heard Jiang Tingxia scolding them, they quickly said, "Miss, we didn't mean it. We won't dare to do it again."

Jiang Tingxia didn't care what they said, and pointed at their noses and scolded, "You guys are really shameless, you are afraid of power but not virtue. My son-in-law is soft-hearted and treats you as human beings, but I didn't expect that you have long been accustomed to being dogs. Well, I will see how happily you can wag your tails when you are dogs."

Her voice was very loud, and her words implied the intention of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. After hearing this, all the servants in the yard lowered their heads and accepted the beating.

Jiang Tingxia calmed down, sneered, and continued, "Didn't the madam ask you to move the flowers? I think you should also take care of the flowers that will be used to decorate the scene. This is for the two of you to do. Use your hands to clean the thorns on the roses one by one. If you don't do it well, they will prick people and bring bad luck to the engagement party. Watch out for yourselves."

When the two heard this, they begged for mercy, "Miss, we have to use our hands to pull out the thorns. There are so many roses that our hands will be useless. Please forgive us this time. We will never dare to speak nonsense again."

How could Jiang Tingxia let them go just because they begged for mercy? "You guys talk so much, I think you just have nothing to do. Now that your hands are busy, you'll naturally shut up."

"Come on, I'll just watch you guys from the side."

The two of them wanted to cry but had no tears, so they could only follow Jiang Tingxia and walk step by step to the yard to pick up the roses.

……

"what happened?"

When Jiang Tinghe followed Jia Ruiwen out, she saw Jiang Tingxia standing in the yard. In front of her were two maids, who were holding their trembling hands and crying about something, so Jiang Tinghe asked.

Wu Ma explained, "They were talking about the eldest brother-in-law behind his back, and the eldest daughter heard them. So she punished them by making them pull out the thorns from roses with their hands. They were not allowed to stop even when their hands were covered in blood."

Jiang Tinghe snorted in dissatisfaction, his eyes full of disdain, and said, "You're really protective."

Just now when they were having breakfast, she pushed her because of that man.

Jiang Tingxia actually used so much strength that she almost fell down.

Jiang Tinghe looked at Jiang Tingxia's furious back and asked in confusion, "Why did Jiang Tingxia suddenly change her attitude? She used to cry and shout that she didn't want to get married. If I hadn't found a way to get her on the train, she would have resisted so much that she would not have married that man even if her neck was slashed with a knife."

"But look at her now. She is so affectionate with that man, and they can't be separated for a moment. How can there be anyone else in her eyes? Is she really willing?"

Jia Ruiwen looked in the direction of Jiang Tingxia, and after hearing these words, he clenched his fists unconsciously.

For Jiang Tinghe, if Jiang Tingxia cried and was unwilling, then this would be a good marriage. If Jiang Tingxia showed even a little bit of willingness, then Jiang Tinghe would be unhappy. Could it be that by mistake, she was rushing to help Jiang Tingxia find a happy marriage?

That would be worse than killing her.

Thinking about Li Changpu's appearance again, the country guy happened to be good-looking, tall and masculine, so it was not impossible for Jiang Tingxia to fall in love with him.

Jiang Tinghe clenched her teeth, her tone unwilling and irritable, "Could it be that Jiang Tingxia really likes that guy?"

Wu Ma is old and has seen a lot of things between couples. She said, "This is how it is when you get married. The eldest lady and the son-in-law are not much different in age, and both of them are good-looking. Even if they didn't like each other before, after spending a few days together, they will become close and inseparable."

When Jiang Tinghe heard this, she thought of Li Changpu's sturdy figure and strength, and cursed, "This little beggar, this little bitch, this born lowly embryo, has been rolling around in bed with a man for a few days, and she doesn't cry or make a fuss, and she's even rushing to get close to him."

Aunt Wu was shocked. Jiang Tinghe was still cursing, and the words he said were so dirty that she didn't dare to listen.

Wu Ma thought to herself, how could Miss Tinghe, an unmarried girl, know so much about matters between men and women? That would be fine, but how come she has no shyness at all like a little girl and doesn't feel ashamed or blush when she speaks? She actually just blurts this out.

After Jiang Tinghe finished scolding him, he still said angrily, "If she really didn't want to do it like she said at home, why didn't she just hit her head against the wall before getting married, so that no one would be clean? In the end, she was really conquered by that country boy, and smiled so coquettishly in front of such a man, bah."

Jiang Tinghe was so angry that she almost vomited blood. How could Jiang Tingxia be willing to do that? Why was she suddenly willing to live with a man she had never met? Shouldn't she be in agony, crying all day long, living in torture?

After hearing these words, Jia Ruiwen imagined in his mind some scenes of Jiang Tingxia and that country man making love in a bare earthen house in the countryside, where the earth was flying all over the place. He was so angry that his blood boiled.

Over the years, Jiang Tingxia had only let him hold her hand, and he had begged for it like a slave. In the blink of an eye, he let another man...

No, that's impossible. Jiang Tingxia wouldn't be like that.

She had eyes on top of her head, how could she possibly submit to such a poor, strange man? She would rather die than do that.

He clenched his fists, squeezing them so hard that his body began to tremble. "Impossible."