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

Li Changpu immediately retracted his fist.

Seeing that Li Changpu seemed to be holding Xie Youheng, veins popped out on his forehead, his face flushed, and he looked very angry. Jiang Tingxia looked a little confused, and she asked puzzledly: "What happened?"

She frowned, looking unhappy, "You are fighting!"

Jiang Tingxia and Zhou Yingying suddenly appeared, and Li Changpu turned to look at Xie Youheng.

"You say that to irritate me."

While Jiang Tingxia was still waiting, Li Changpu gritted his teeth and whispered in Xie Youheng's ear, "You want me to do something to you, make some noise, wait for Tingxia to come over, and then you can tell her the dirty, shameful thoughts in your heart and let her know."

Li Changpu's lips moved, "You're dreaming!"

Xie Youheng's expression froze on his face.

Li Changpu lowered his voice and whispered in Xie Youheng's ear: "You don't have this chance."

"I'll never let her know what you think."

Li Changpu grabbed Xie Youheng's collar and said, almost gritting his teeth, "I'm only warning you once, don't get close to her again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changpu turned to Jiang Tingxia who was walking over and said, "We are fine here."

He smiled, his expression very relaxed, "I have something to talk to him about, so I came out to talk for a few words."

Zhou Yingying didn't believe it and spoke first, "Nothing? Then why are you holding onto Instructor Xie like that?"

Li Changpu changed from controlling Xie Youheng to patting his shoulder naturally, "He didn't stand firmly and almost fell, so I helped him up."

After saying that, Li Changpu walked over to Jiang Tingxia, leaned over, and asked with concern, "Are you done?"

Jiang Tingxia hummed softly in his throat and responded to Li Changpu.

As he spoke, Li Changpu stretched out his hand to block Jiang Tingxia's sight as he looked at Xie Youheng, "You're sweating all over your head."

Li Changpu reached out to wipe away the dense beads of sweat on Jiang Tingxia's forehead.

Jiang Tingxia was originally curious about going to see Xie Youheng, but Li Changpu interrupted her and all her attention was diverted to Li Changpu.

Seeing the two of them being so intimate, Jiang Tingxia was chattering with Li Changpu. Xie Youheng's eyes were filled with disappointment. He lowered his head to prevent others from seeing the wound on his face. When Zhou Yingying asked him a question, he just nodded and said in a muffled voice, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

Li Changpu took Jiang Tingxia away first, but Jiang Tingxia was not someone who could be easily fooled. She clearly felt that something was not right between Li Changpu and Xie Youheng, so she asked, "Are you guys really okay?"

Li Changpu nodded and scratched Jiang Tingxia's nose, "It's okay."

Jiang Tingxia's eyes were clearly filled with disbelief. "Then what are you talking about that makes you blush and get angry?"

"It looks like they're going to fight."

Li Changpu touched the tip of his nose and said, "There was no fight."

"…We are sparring."

Li Changpu went on to explain, "It's a training mission. We can't neglect training even during the holidays. When I saw Xie Youheng, I wanted to fight him."

Jiang Tingxia couldn't understand Li Changpu's train of thought for a long time. She moved her red lips slightly and cursed, "You're crazy."

Li Changpu smiled and listened to Jiang Tingxia complain, "You're not honest even when you're hurt."

Li Changpu didn't want Jiang Tingxia to focus on Xie Youheng, so she suddenly moved her injured arm. Jiang Tingxia was very nervous and pulled Li Changpu's arm to see, "What's wrong? Did you pull the wound?"

There was a tone of blame in her voice, "I told you not to stay still."

Li Changpu said quietly, "I'm so bored staying at home alone. I can't stand it."

Li Changpu looked around to see that there was no one around, so he used his body to push Jiang Tingxia back a few steps. The two of them hid in a corner. He lowered his head to find Jiang Tingxia's lips and pecked them gently. His voice was low and soft, with a hint of a coquettish complaint.

"You don't accompany me either."

Jiang Tingxia was still worried about Li Changpu's wound. She had been looking down at Li Changpu's arm. Suddenly, she was kissed and heard what Li Changpu said. She felt that something was wrong with Li Changpu today.

Why is it so sticky?

It doesn't look like him anymore.

……

Ever since she sent her mother and her older brother and sister off by train to return to her hometown, Hua Yulan felt as if all her strength had been drained away and she lay in bed for two days.

I don't want to see anyone and I don't want to say anything.

Xiang Qian went into the kitchen and made her a bowl of noodles. He stood in front of Hua Yulan's bed and urged her to eat something.

He said, "Yulan, I know you are angry with me. You are not happy that your mother has returned home, but don't torture yourself like this. You haven't eaten for several meals. Your body can't bear it. I cooked a bowl of noodles for you. You get up and eat first."

Xiang Qianjin said, "Before she passed away, my mother told me to take good care of you. She would be sad if she knew you were like this."

In the past few days, Xiang Qianjin talked to Hua Yulan like this, but Hua Yulan had no reaction. But today, Hua Yulan sat up from the bed.

After lying in bed for two days, Hua Yulan felt that her messy mind had finally become clearer.

No, it can be said that after all these years, her messy mind has finally become clear.

Seeing that she finally responded, Xiang Qianjin was overjoyed. He pushed the bowl of noodles on the table and said happily, "Eat some rice first."

Hua Yulan remained silent. She picked up the chopsticks from the bowl, picked up a few noodles and put them into her mouth. However, she felt that the noodles tasted like chewing wax.

Aunt Feng walked past the door of the house, swinging the rag vigorously, deliberately making some noise, but she saw that of the two people in the house, only Xiang Qianjin frowned at her, while Hua Yulan just lowered her head to eat noodles and ignored her.

Aunt Feng groaned and said to Hua Yulan in the room quietly, "People who don't know would think you have done something great. You just lie down at home all day. When Qianjin comes home after a busy day, you ask him to bring the bowl to you. But you just wake up and eat from the bowl."

Xiang Qianjin called out to Aunt Feng, "Mom, Yulan didn't eat for a day and you didn't even bother to give her something to eat. Now you're always walking around our door, what are you doing?"

Aunt Feng shook the rag and said, "I'm cleaning the house."

She sighed again, "There's no one to do the housework, so what can I do? Only an old man like me can do it."

"Marrying a daughter-in-law like this is a real pain for me as a mother-in-law!"

Looking forward, he saw Hua Yulan remained silent and heard Aunt Feng's constant nagging in his ears. He noticed that it was different from usual. In the past, when Aunt Feng made a fuss, Hua Yulan would either apologize and take over the work from his mother's hands, or wait to see his reaction. But now, Hua Yulan's silence made him feel uneasy.

He angrily drove her away, "Mom, go clean the living room, or clean another room."

"Don't stay here."

As Xiang Qianjin was about to walk over and close the bedroom door, Aunt Feng slammed the door with one hand, looked into the room, and saw a white and tender egg in the bowl that Hua Yulan was holding. She sounded unhappy.

"I even gave him an egg to eat," Aunt Feng gritted her teeth. "It's useless to eat eggs from a hen that doesn't lay eggs. It's a waste."

"Mom, stop talking!"

Hearing Xiang Qianjin say this, Aunt Feng said viciously: "The incense inheritance of our Xiang family is about to be destroyed by this woman." Aunt Feng pointed at Qianjin and blamed him: "You are still protecting her!"

Hearing what his mother said, Xiang Qianjin became a little unhappy and went to close the door with a gloomy face.

Hua Yulan, who was sitting down to eat, was so angry that her hand holding the chopsticks was shaking. She put the chopsticks on the table with a snap and stood up, completely different from her usual humble and submissive appearance.

She looked at Aunt Feng and said with trembling lips, "It's your old Xiang family's fault that the incense has been cut off."

Aunt Feng almost couldn't believe her ears, "What did you say!"