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

Zhang Ming raised his head when he said this, and An Qian saw the purple marks on his face. She quickly moved closer and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

There was some anxiety and concern in her tone.

Zhang Ming saw that An Xi had noticed something and he covered his face and dodged. He didn't want An Xi to see his injuries.

He said, "It's all right."

"I just fell accidentally."

An Xi reached out her hand to check Zhang Ming's wound.

"It's really nothing serious, just a minor skin injury. It will be healed in a few days." Zhang Ming explained.

"Did something happen?"

An Xi stared into Zhang Ming's eyes, trying to find some clues from his expression.

Zhang Ming's eyes flickered for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

He shook his head and said, "No, don't think too much about it."

An Xi shook her head. "If you are injured, just take care of yourself and go to the hospital immediately."

She asked, "Have you applied the medicine?"

Zhang Ming looked at the anxious An Xi and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Yes, I've applied the medicine."

An Xi frowned and couldn't help complaining, "You're so grown up, but you still fall down when you're walking properly."

Seeing An Xi worried about him, Zhang Ming felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. He began to speak slickly. He stared at An Xi infatuatedly and said, "When I think about a beautiful girl like you willing to be my partner, I am so happy that I can't even walk."

When An Qian heard Zhang Ming say this, her first reaction was to rush to see if anyone else heard it.

Fortunately, Jiang Tingxia was in the room. She slapped Zhang Ming in anger and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What if someone hears you?"

Zhang Ming also laughed twice.

Seeing his silly look, An Xi also laughed.

The girl's face was red, like a ripe apple. She looked at Zhang Ming with a smile on her face. Her tone was soft and scolding, "You always talk in a frivolous way."

The two chatted for a while in the yard, then turned and went into the house, ready to take Master An to the hospital.

An Xi took very meticulous care of him. Although Master An was paralyzed in bed, he still looked quite neat and not particularly slovenly. However, as a sick person, his complexion was inevitably a little pale and gray.

Zhang Ming showed no disdain at all, and didn't care whether he would get a response or not. He called out enthusiastically, "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital."

Then she skillfully carried Master An to the wheelchair, and then walked out of the house with An Xi.

By the time Master An finished all the examinations and massage treatments, a whole morning had passed.

Just as they were about to leave the hospital, they happened to meet an old acquaintance.

Liang Mancang.

Zhang Ming thought that Liang Mancang's mother was also living in the hospital, so it was normal to meet her.

At this moment, Liang Mancang was standing quietly not far away, watching them silently.

An Xi then whispered to Zhang Ming: "I have something to say to Brother Liang."

Zhang Ming immediately offered to accompany her, "I'll go with you."

But An Xi shook her head and politely refused: "No, you just stay here and take good care of grandpa. I'll be back soon after I talk to him."

Zhang Ming could only watch An Xi walk towards Liang Mancang step by step. Watching the two of them talking together, he felt as if his heart was being gnawing at by millions of ants, and he was anxious.

However, due to the distance, he couldn't hear what they were saying at all, which made him feel extremely confused and anxious.

He kept pacing on the spot, feeling extremely nervous.

His mind was filled with questions: "What on earth are they talking about? Why didn't Anxi let him go? Why did she say something behind his back?"

Time passed by minute by minute, and for Zhang Ming, every moment was a torment.

Finally, when he saw An Xi turn around and walk towards him, his heart finally settled down a little.

"I'm back, let's go."

A relieved smile appeared on Zhang Ming's face, and his voice became much more relaxed.

An Xi nodded and responded simply: "Let's go."

Her tone was calm, and she did not notice the turmoil in Zhang Ming's heart.

Zhang Ming pushed Master An's wheelchair, his hands tightening, but he tried to remain calm and composed, making his tone sound like he was just chatting casually. He asked casually and relaxedly, "What were you talking about with Lao Liang just now?"

When An Xi heard him ask this, she answered truthfully: "Brother Liang gave me money and tickets before and asked me to buy things. Since... the marriage is no longer valid, I definitely can't accept it. It's just that I haven't run into him again. I happened to run into him today, so I quickly returned these things to him."

After listening to this, Zhang Ming exhaled a breath of relief and said, "So that's what it is."

An Xi found him funny, so she asked curiously, "What do you think we are talking about?"

Zhang Ming was embarrassed by her question and muttered hesitantly, "I... I'm worried that you still have some feelings for him..."

After hearing what he said, An Xi showed a look of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She didn't know how to respond for a moment. She felt a little embarrassed, but also a little sweet, because she knew that this was Zhang Ming's expression of caring about her.

Zhang Ming immediately said, "But I know you definitely don't have it."

"I'm just a little scared. Just think about it, if it weren't for what happened to Liang Mancang's family, I wouldn't have had any chance. We would have been really finished."

"Honestly, I still feel like I'm dreaming."

"Untrue."

When An Xi looked at Zhang Ming like this, she couldn't help but feel tender and sweet in her heart.

She slowly stretched out her hand and carefully held Zhang Ming's broad, thick hand.

Zhang Ming suddenly felt a small, white, tender hand as soft as a catkin gently falling into his palm, as if a warm electric current spread throughout his body.

At the same time, he heard An Xi's slightly shy voice: "Can you feel it's real now?"

These words were like the sound of nature, melting Zhang Ming's heart.

Zhang Ming immediately held An Xi's hand tightly without hesitation.

He said happily: "It's true, nothing can be truer than this."

At this moment, their eyes met, and each other's eyes were filled with happiness and love. Both of them were immersed in this beautiful and sweet atmosphere.

……

Today is a sunny day. Jiang Tingxia took out all her treasures, including books, beautiful dresses, and exquisite silk fabrics, which were hidden in the bottom of her box, and hung them out to dry.

These things attracted Zhuang Xue from the next yard, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After returning to the house, Zhuang Xue couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked her husband, "Who lives in the yard next door?"

Xu Dazhuang was smoking, and without even looking up, he answered casually, "The commander of the defense zone."

After hearing this answer, Zhuang Xue's curiosity grew stronger.

After all, Xu Dazhuang is already in his thirties and almost forty years old, but he is only a battalion commander. Then shouldn’t the regiment commander be even older?

However, the woman in the next yard was about the same age as herself.

With the desire to watch the fun, Zhuang Xue continued to ask, "How old is this group leader you are talking about?"