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

The old couple both knew that Lin An Ning cared a lot about her personal image in front of Li Changpu. Normally, this little girl who couldn't stand any hardship was no longer afraid of being tired or suffering. In order to be closer to Li Changpu, she had to participate in this special mission.

Lin Zhenyuan then shut up tactfully.

Lin Anning's mother picked up a piece of food for Li Changpu with her chopsticks and said, "Little Li, eat more."

Li Changpu picked up the bowl and took it, nodding.

Lin Anning's mother then said, "My Ningning has been spoiled by me and Old Lin. If she has any problems in life or work, I would like to ask you to help her."

"You can criticize her as much as you want."

Li Changpu only said: "An Ning is very capable at work."

Lin Anning, who sat at the same table, laughed out loud. After receiving Li Changpu's affirmation, the little girl blushed and was very happy and proud. "See, Brother Li said so. He praised me. I told you not to worry."

Lin Anning's parents exchanged glances and laughed at their daughter.

Li Changpu just praised her, but she looked shy. The two men shook their heads helplessly, as they could not keep their daughter anymore because she had grown up.

After dinner, Li Changpu tapped his legs with his fingers, showing a bit of impatience.

He finally spoke, "Leader, I have something else to do tonight."

Lin Zhenyuan said: "Work is important, go and get busy."

Li Changpu was about to leave, and Lin An Ning followed him out.

She asked, "Brother Li, will you attend the welcome party for technicians tonight?"

Li Changpu is the commander-in-chief of Mission 723, and the headquarters is very concerned about this secret weapon manufacturing mission. Li Changpu has been running between the headquarters and the base, and has been very busy during this period. Lin Anning didn't know if he had time to attend the welcome party, so he asked.

She thought that if Li Changpu was sure to participate, she would not go home with her parents at night and would also attend.

Li Changpu walked with his head down, his steps were very fast. When he heard Lin Anning asking him about the welcome party in the evening, he paused and then said:

"go."

……

Lao Mu pushed open the door of the office and walked in. It was filled with smoke, as if he had entered some fairyland. Even as a heavy smoker he could not help himself, so he waved his hand, coughed twice, and spoke to the man hidden in the smoke.

"Wow, Lao Li, you smoke so much that you're going to lose your health."

There was no light on in the room. Li Changpu stood silently by the window, with only a few sparks burning from the cigarette between his fingertips. In the pitch-black darkness, one could still vaguely see that his brows were furrowed and his expression was solemn. There was a silent loneliness between his brows, as if he was the only one left in this vast world.

Li Changpu walked over, took one last puff, and exhaled a puff of white smoke. His eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were all shrouded in the diffused smoke. Then he casually pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, which was filled with more than a dozen cigarette butts.

Lao Mu teased, "You are not even thirty, a young man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but you are really addicted to smoking. You smoke all day long, even more than us old guys."

Li Changpu didn't respond to his joke. His face was so tired that he couldn't even smile. Even if he forced a smile, it was obvious that he was just pretending. Li Changpu only asked, "Lao Mu, what's the matter?"

Ever since Lao Mu knew Li Changpu, he has always been serious and dignified. Lao Mu has long been accustomed to him. Lao Mu can also understand that Li Changpu is so young, and the tasks at hand are more important than each other. Living under high pressure, how can he be lively? He is therefore taciturn.

Lao Mu handed a brown paper information bag to Li Changpu, "I just went to the work department, and my colleagues there asked me to bring this over to tell you that your application to go abroad has been rejected again."

He added, "But they also said that there is an opportunity to study abroad at the end of the year. You have already submitted a report for a year, and they decided to leave this opportunity to you. Remember to submit another application in two months, and then you will have no problem."

Li Changpu took the information bag, opened the drawer and threw the cowhide bag into it, "No need."

"I won't apply for it anymore. I'll leave this opportunity to other colleagues."

Lao Mu was a little confused. "You've been waiting for this opportunity for so long, why don't you go?"

Li Changpu has a special status. Without receiving orders from his superiors, he has to report in advance even if he wants to leave the province, let alone go abroad. As soon as his health improved, he wanted to go abroad to find Jiang Tingxia, but his approval was not given, so he could not go anywhere. Now that Jiang Tingxia has returned to China, why should he go out?

But she didn't come back alone, she brought her new husband with her.

Li Changpu had read the information of the two people. Jiang Tingxia had just divorced him and married Mo Yunyang within three months.

She is so anxious.

Seeing that Li Changpu looked unhappy, Lao Mu did not ask any more questions and just said, "It's okay, I'm leaving."

"There will be a welcome party tonight. As the commander-in-chief, remember to attend it."

"understood."

Lao Mu walked out of the office, patted his chest, looked back as he walked, and wondered in his heart, what happened to Commander Li? He just went out for a while at noon, and when he came back he became so gloomy. If you go to that station, you would think he was a living person, but if you don't know, you would think he had run into a vengeful ghost.

……

Jiang Tingxia sat in her seat, quietly staying beside Mo Yunyang, and not socializing.

Several technicians at the same table saw Jiang Tingxia dressed in black, with her hair and most of her face covered tightly, leaving only a pair of big eyes exposed. They felt strange for a moment and thought that Jiang Tingxia was a special foreigner from somewhere, so they took a few more glances at her.

No matter why others were looking at her, Jiang Tingxia felt very uncomfortable for a moment when she was being secretly stared at. Alarm bells rang in her heart. She immediately thought of the large wrinkled brown skin on her face that was burned by the iron sheet with her own hands. Jiang Tingxia lowered her head slightly to avoid the strange looks of the crowd.

Someone asked, "Where is Mrs. Mo from?"

Mo Yunyang answered for Jiang Tingxia, "My wife and I are both from Wenhai."

Everyone looked at the two of them, their expressions were clear, they were not foreigners, why were they dressed so strangely.

Everyone at the table toasted, and the woman sitting next to Jiang Tingxia kindly said, "Mrs. Mo, would you like to have a drink together? No need to wrap yourself up so tightly."

She said to Jiang Tingxia, "Pick them. It's not as cold inside as outside."

Jiang Tingxia's face turned pale and she shook her head. Mo Yunyang pulled Jiang Tingxia's arm and led her towards him. He spoke for her, but it was just his usual excuse, "This is my lover's personal habit."

"Don't feel weird, and don't worry about it."

The woman exchanged glances with the person next to her, sat aside awkwardly, and stopped talking to Jiang Tingxia.

Jiang Tingxia didn't talk to anyone, he just sat there alone, motionless for most of the day, and others also noticed something strange about it.

Someone next to the woman leaned over to her ear and said, "Mrs. Mo hasn't said a word for most of the day."

"It's her husband who's trying to smooth things over," the woman wondered. "Do you think Mrs. Mo is mute?"

The woman nodded. "It's possible."