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

Jiang Tingxia turned around and said firmly: "Brother Yun Yang, we are just a fake couple."

"I married you to help you pay off the loan sharks, and I asked you to use my property to pay off the debt."

A flash of disappointment flashed across Mo Yunyang's eyes.

He advised softly: "Ting Xia, thank you very much. I know I owe you. I squandered all your money and the treasure of the Jiang family."

Mo Yunyang looked embarrassed, "I'm not forcing you to come back with me, it's just that it's dangerous for you to be here alone, I'm worried about you."

Jiang Tingxia turned around and was about to leave, "No need."

Mo Yunyang's annoyed voice sounded behind him, "Do you really want to die quietly in a foreign country like this?"

Jiang Tingxia didn't stop walking up the stairs, stepping on Mo Yunyang's heart again and again.

"Jiang Tingxia, are you scared?"

Jiang Tingxia paused, and heard Mo Yunyang say loudly: "Are you afraid of meeting that man!"

"Don't you dare face him!"

"So you're scared!"

Mo Yunyang was indignant, "You have given so much for him, and almost lost your life, why do you want to be the one who runs away!"

Jiang Tingxia finally turned around, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Yes, I just don't want to see him!"

She stretched out her hand to hold the injured half of her face, "Will he see me like this, neither human nor ghost?"

"I'd rather he always be the same as he was in his heart!"

Mo Yunyang's eyes flashed with heartache, and he persuaded Jiang Tingxia, "Tingxia, we may not run into him when we go back."

"This time when I go back, my job is at a shipyard in the south, and we won't run into him."

Mo Yunyang asked, "We've been away for so long, don't you want to go home?"

"If we miss this opportunity, we may never be able to go back in this lifetime."

……

In the south, at the shipyard, Jiang Tingxia didn't know what she was thinking. With what contradictory secret thoughts did she have as she boarded the ship back home with Mo Yunyang.

It is hard to leave home and hometown.

The moment Jiang Tingxia set foot on the land of his motherland, his restless heart miraculously calmed down.

Mo Yunyang worked as an engineer in a shipyard, and Jiang Tingxia was his deputy. Their certification documents showed that they were husband and wife, so to the outside world, they got along as Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo. Behind the scenes, they were still relatives and friends who had shared weal and woe for two years.

Their lives were busy and fulfilling. Half a month later, a military vehicle came to the shipyard and took away both Mo Yunyang and Jiang Tingxia in just half a day.

Jiang Tingxia didn't know where Mo Yunyang had gone. At this moment, she was sitting alone in the dark room.

There was an incandescent lamp directly in front of her, and perhaps intentionally, it shone brightly in her eyes, causing her to squint.

Ever since her face was injured, Jiang Tingxia no longer looks in the mirror or uses such bright lights. She likes to hide herself in the dark.

She was not used to the sudden bright light.

Moreover, the man and woman sitting opposite her were looking at her seriously, and everything seemed like an interrogation.

The feeling of being exposed made Jiang Tingxia feel a little nervous. She pulled the black veil that was covering her face awkwardly.

Jiang Tingxia guessed that perhaps it was because she and Mo Yunyang had just returned from Suo Country that they had to be questioned, but the two people opposite her did not ask her any questions.

The room was silent.

Suddenly, the door opened.

The sound of the thick iron door was particularly obvious in this silent environment.

The soldier at the door snapped to attention, saluted, and said loudly, "Hello, Commander."

Jiang Tingxia's attention was drawn over.

The whole room was plunged into darkness, with Jiang Tingxia the only one exposed to the light. She blocked the bright white light with her hands and squinted her eyes to look.

A tall figure walked in from outside the door. He looked so familiar that Jiang Tingxia didn't even dare to see the man's facial features clearly. But she felt like she was under a spell. The blood in her body froze instantly, and even her heartbeat stopped at that moment.

Jiang Tingxia stood there in a daze, losing all consciousness in an instant. He just stared at the tall figure with wide eyes, walking towards him step by step.

There was only the sound of leather boots walking, coming from far away, stepping rhythmically on her heart.

The man came over and sat down right in front of her.

There was a table in front of each of them, a few steps away, but it was like a natural chasm separating the two.

Jiang Tingxia followed him and saw that he was not looking at her.

His face was hidden in the shadow of the light and his features could not be seen clearly. The person next to him handed him a file bag and he lowered his head to look through it.

In fact, Jiang Tingxia couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see the rough outline of a man in military uniform.

Jiang Tingxia didn't expect that the reunion with Li Changpu would be so sudden, and the next time they met, he was actually being interrogated by him.

Li Changpu's voice was as cold and distant as the feeling he gave people.

"Name?"

Jiang Tingxia was not used to Li Changpu's attitude, so she felt a little helpless. She pinched her palms with her fingers and her voice was hoarse.

"Jiang Tingxia."

There was no emotion in Li Changpu's voice, as if he was a stranger, and his tone was completely businesslike.

"How long have you been in Mussori City?"

Jiang Tingxia was stunned. During the days she was away, she was so confused that she almost forgot the time. Now that she thought about it carefully, she realized that so much time had passed.

No wonder, he looked like he didn't care about anything when he sat in front of her.

Jiang Tingxia answered his question, "Two years."

Jiang Tingxia saw Li Changpu's gloomy face. In two years, everything has changed.

Li Changpu has changed a lot. He has grown older and more mature. There is a slight blue tint under his eyes, and he looks haggard and tired. His brows are furrowed, his expression is cold and deep, and his eyes are sharper than before.

Li Changpu glanced at the documents in his hand and pulled out a piece of paper.

This is Jiang Tingxia’s resume.

In the column for marital status, there was a woman's beautiful handwriting, with two big words clearly written on it: Married.

Li Changpu was completely trapped in darkness, his vision almost seeing through the documents in his hand. He unconsciously tightly grasped the piece of paper covered with words in his hand, squeezing so hard that his knuckles turned white, as if hiding a tremendous rage.

He asked, "What is the relationship between Mo Yunyang and you?"

Jiang Tingxia didn't say anything. She was resisting answering this question.

There was silence.

Li Changpu raised his head from the information, stared at her closely, and asked silently.

An invisible sense of oppression swept over him, Jiang Tingxia's lips became dry and stuck together.

She opened her mouth with difficulty to reply, and her lips felt painful as the skin was torn.

"Mo Yunyang, he... is my husband."