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

Jiang Tingxia didn't care what was happening outside and went into the house first. She washed up angrily and was about to go to bed when Li Changpu pushed the door open. Jiang Tingxia was doing her own thing and didn't even glance at him.

Li Changpu reached out and handed over a big group of money, "Guo Gang's family compensated two hundred."

This was indeed not a small amount of money. Guo Gang and Li Chunmiao were reluctant to give it. They said a lot of nice things to Li Changpu, hoping that he would let them off this time. However, Li Changpu kept a stern and cold face and did not say a word. Seeing this situation, Guo Gang had no choice but to pay the money according to Jiang Tingxia's request.

After he finished speaking, Li Changpu saw that Jiang Tingxia still ignored him, so he had to put the money on the table.

No one spoke again, and the two of them remained in a stalemate in this quiet atmosphere for a long time. Li Changpu touched his feet together, and the loud sound of heels hitting each other was heard. The man stood up straight, looking even more serious. It was the first time that Jiang Tingxia saw him look like a soldier.

Li Changpu's expression was tense, but his tone was sincere, "Comrade Jiang Tingxia, I misunderstood you just now. I apologize to you."

Jiang Tingxia stared at him for a few seconds.

Li Changpu misunderstood her and felt guilty. Then, when he was looked at by those big eyes with distinct black and white, he didn't know why, but such a fragile little girl made him feel as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff. He clenched his fists, still standing straight, but the thin layer of sweat on his forehead revealed his nervousness.

At this time, Jiang Tingxia's angry voice rang out in the room, "Misunderstanding! Just a misunderstanding? You obviously don't know anything, but you convicted me based on a few words from others. How can it be explained by the simple word misunderstanding? You are prejudiced against me!"

After hearing this, Li Changpu was shocked and subconsciously wanted to refute. He moved his thin lips but ultimately did not say a word, because it was indeed as Jiang Tingxia said, he was prejudiced against her. Whether it was the blind date between the two in Wenhai or the time when he went to the train station to pick her up, Jiang Tingxia's image as a spoiled and domineering young lady had long taken root in his heart. So when he encountered today's incident, his first reaction was that this was what Jiang Tingxia would do. Since this was the case, what else could he explain.

Jiang Tingxia waited for a long time but Li Changpu didn't speak, so he smiled bitterly and asked, "In your heart, I am such a bad person. Those bad things sound like something I would do, right?"

Li Changpu didn't say anything.

Jiang Tingxia looked at him, "Li Changpu, you know nothing, why do you think so much about me?"

Jiang Tingxia was furious when she saw him agreeing, but she had to hold it in. It was her fault for her bad attitude towards him when they first got off the train, which left a bad impression on him. Not to mention that in her previous life, as his bride, she left a note and committed suicide on the wedding day, which damaged his reputation and caused a lot of talk. A young man who was at such a good age had inexplicably become a second marriage and was saddled with the unfortunate stigma of being a wife-killer. She must be so sorry for him.

Facing that silent and expressionless face, Jiang Tingxia felt insecure. This was how he had sent her all the way in her previous life.

She was inexplicably angry about being wronged, and she couldn't vent it. In addition, her household registration had long been transferred here. The Jiang family tricked her into marrying here and abandoned her. She couldn't go back. The reason was all here. Where else could she go except staying here? Whether it was the guilt and kindness of her previous life or the reality of this life, she couldn't get angry with him, and she couldn't get angry.

After what happened today, Jiang Tingxia couldn't even get angry. She felt more sad in her heart. She recognized the sadness of her situation. She could only rely on Li Changpu to live now, but such a cold and hard person didn't even give her a good face. How could she not be sad.

Li Changpu was prejudiced against her, just as she was prejudiced against him at the beginning, so was he really willing to live with her?

Jiang Tingxia sighed helplessly, looking exhausted, "I admit that I treated you badly at the beginning, but after we got married, we lived together for a while, in this remote place that couldn't be more remote, in a mud house that was only ten steps away from the end, living with rats and bugs, and there wasn't even a bathroom. Even the most basic shower could only be done with a wet towel."

As soon as the conversation started, the grievances of the past few days flooded into Jiang Tingxia's mind. Jiang Tingxia couldn't stop talking, "There are a bunch of gossipers outside who stare at me and gossip about me every day, waiting to see me make a fool of myself. And for meals, every day it's either cabbage and pork, or pork and cabbage. I put up with all this, but in the end, you have a temper like a spoiled brat."

As Jiang Tingxia was talking, her eyes were already blurred with tears. Thinking of herself drifting like a duckweed, without support, her eyes were already filled with tears. She turned her back, not wanting Li Changpu to see her crying, "What young lady would live a life like this?"

Jiang Tinghe once scolded her, saying that she was not a young lady, but a little beggar born to a big beggar.

Jiang Tingxia couldn't help but think of the beggar mother who gave birth in such a miserable way as everyone talked about. Aunt Lin said that she died after giving birth, so she asked a few people to wrap her up in straw mats and buried her secretly. As for the burial place, no one remembered it anymore, and no one even knew where to go to offer sacrifices.

Li Changpu looked at the back of Jiang Tingxia's head. He couldn't see the expression on her face, but he had already sensed something was wrong with her from her sobbing. He saw Jiang Tingxia's thin shoulders trembling. Her sobbing was suppressed by her, as if a drumstick was hitting his heart. He looked at her back helplessly, clenching and unclenching his fists, his eyes lost their luster like thick fog, his throat was so dry that it seemed to bleed, and he struggled to say a few words, "I'm sorry, don't cry."

Jiang Tingxia bit the back of her hand, tears streaming down her face...

After crying for a while, she vented all the grievances in her heart and felt less uncomfortable. After she calmed down, she was then faced with the embarrassment of having nowhere to hide.

Why cry in front of him? It will only make you look weak.

She fetched a basin of cold water, wet her handkerchief and applied it to her eyes, otherwise they would swell up like walnuts tomorrow, which would be ugly. She saw Li Changpu still standing there motionless, like a withered tree in autumn, bleak and desolate. She said unnaturally, "Don't stand here. I'm not crying for you. I'm crying because I have something sad in my heart."

She had been holding back her emotions for such a long time, and after Li Changpu wrongly accused her today, she could no longer hold back and let them out all at once.

Li Changpu looked at her red eyes and shook his head, "It's my fault."

Jiang Tingxia wrung out the handkerchief and pretended nothing happened, "I already said it's not true. Is this just a small thing worth it?"

After Jiang Tingxia finished speaking, he went straight to the kang, made the bed and went to sleep.

Li Changpu made small talk, "Eat your meal first and then go to sleep."

Jiang Tingxia covered herself in the quilt and said, "No more food, I'm tired."