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

Jiang Tingxia walked into the room, twisting her beautiful fingers together, looking a little helpless.

"Boom."

Li Changpu walked in and closed the office door.

He kept his eyes on Jiang Tingxia. She was standing in front of the desk, far away from him, looking nervous and scared.

Li Changpu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He thought of Jiang Tingxia blocking the office door everywhere for Mo Yunyang's affairs in the past two days, and he felt even more unhappy.

When Mo Yunyang got into trouble, she ran around everywhere, which was undoubtedly a stab in his heart.

At this moment, he just felt that he had a lot of anger and had nowhere to vent it.

He spoke coldly, his words seemed to be mixed with ice chips, and he would not stop until he stabbed the man to a bloody mess.

"You are really kind to him."

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia's shivering back and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Because she was not loyal to all her husbands.

Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Jiang Tingxia's face turned pale, "I..."

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Husbands and wives are birds of the same forest, and they will fly separately when disaster strikes."

He stepped closer, "Isn't it?"

When Jiang Tingxia heard these harsh words, her heart suddenly spasmed with pain.

Li Changpu had walked over, stopped in front of her, and looked down at her.

The dangerous aura of the man enveloped her. Jiang Tingxia held her breath and unconsciously wanted to step back. Li Changpu noticed it, but first put a pair of big hands on her shoulders, heavily, and then pinched the bones on her shoulders with his fingers, like an iron clamp, pinching her so hard that it hurt. Jiang Tingxia subconsciously looked up at him, tears in her eyes due to the pain.

Li Changpu frowned, his eyes were sharp and full of resentment. He gritted his teeth and exerted so much force that the flesh on his cheek twitched. When he stared at Jiang Tingxia, she was startled.

He was a little excited, "Mo Yunyang is in trouble, you should go home now to pack your luggage and kick him."

He was not talking about Mo Yunyang, he was talking about himself.

Jiang Tingxia struggled to explain, but as he thought of something, his eyes suddenly dimmed and he could only lower his head.

Jiang Tingxia avoided his gaze, which made Li Changpu even more annoyed. He moved his hand on her shoulder and pinched Jiang Tingxia's chin, trying to force her to look at him.

His hand touched the black veil on Jiang Tingxia's face. Li Changpu had long been fed up with it. Why did she cover her face with these rags all day long? Did she think that by doing this, he would not be able to recognize her and she would be able to stay away from him.

Unexpectedly, just as his hand approached, Jiang Tingxia felt the black veil on her face being pulled. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she screamed and pushed Li Changpu away.

She pressed her hands to her face and stepped back.

Li Changpu saw Jiang Tingxia fleeing the office in a panic, his eyes full of panic.

Seeing him was like seeing a ghost.

In the office, Li Changpu was left standing there in a daze. His hands, which had just been placed on Jiang Tingxia's shoulders, were still burning. On his index finger was a scar left by Jiang Tingxia's extremely frightened fingernail, and bright red blood oozed out instantly...

The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Anger was boiling in his heart. Li Changpu said nothing and let the small drops of blood ooze out of his hands. The air around them had already solidified, like the gloom before a storm.

Now, he couldn't even touch her.

……

"Have you investigated Mo Yunyang's case thoroughly?"

A colleague from the Security Department answered Li Changpu's question, "We have checked it out. His business dealings with foreign military organizations happened half a year ago. Since he returned to China, he has had no contact with them. There is no possibility of leaking secrets."

Li Changpu looked through Mo Yunyang's information, his deep brows and eyes were somewhat gloomy, and finally he closed it with a snap and handed the information back, "If there is no problem, let him go back."

He added, “Before the 723 mission is completed, arrange two more guards around Mo Yunyang.”

"Yes."

……

After arriving at the base, Jiang Tingxia and Mo Yunyang lived in the dormitory building arranged for them. Mo Yunyang had been locked up for a few days and looked a little haggard, but fortunately he still looked energetic.

Jiang Tingxia supported him and walked slowly towards the dormitory building.

She said in a somewhat blaming way, "Brother Yun Yang, why didn't you tell me about your business with those foreigners?"

Mo Yunyang's eyes flashed behind his glasses, "I just don't want you to worry."

Jiang Tingxia really didn't know how to persuade him.

"When you first arrived in Somalia, you were unfamiliar with the place and were tricked by those foreigners while doing business. You lost all your wealth and even nearly lost your life. Why don't you stop?"

Mo Yunyang's eyes were filled with guilt. "At that time, I almost couldn't get up. I begged you to tell me where the Jiang family's treasure was. I used the money to hide from the creditors and saved my life."

"I borrowed that money, and I want to earn it back and pay it back to you. Also," Mo Yunyang was a little excited, "I am also doing this for the Mo family."

"The Mo family used to be so prosperous and famous as the shipping tycoon. After the Mo family fell, everything I did was to revive my Mo family."

Jiang Tingxia knew how deep Mo Yunyang's obsession was. "Brother Yunyang, I remember that you always wanted to be a ship engineer. It's good now."

"You have done your best in the Mo family's business. This is not something you can change alone. Don't put so much pressure on yourself."

There was a flame in Mo Yunyang's eyes, full of ambition, "How do you know you can't do it if you don't try?"

……

far away

Li Changpu was sitting in the car and saw Jiang Tingxia and Mo Yunyang walking side by side through the car window. They talked occasionally and slowly went upstairs.

Li Changpu held a cigarette between his fingertips, his entire face hidden in the bluish-white smoke. He just waited like that. After a while, Li Changpu saw a warm yellow light coming on in the window of the fourth floor.

They're home.

Suddenly, Li Changpu was choked by the smoke and coughed several times in the car, as if he was going to cough out his lungs, and his eyes turned hot and red.

Li Changpu looked up at the warm light coming through the window, and felt a bitter taste in his heart.

Is Jiang Tingxia so cruel only to him?

It turned out that he was the only one abandoned.

He was the only one trapped in the past.

Thinking of the scene where Jiang Tingxia and Mo Yunyang were leaning on each other, Li Changpu's heart was twisted. They had been so loving and inseparable. They had also had such good days. It was a pity that it was a long time ago. He had long thought that the closeness and intimacy between him and Jiang Tingxia were just a dream.

But how could it be false? Those memories haunted him like ghosts, keeping him awake every night.

All in all, he and Jiang Tingxia have been together for less than a year. Li Changpu's fingers carefully stroked the two pieces of red paper. Even if they were carefully preserved, the red paper would still turn yellow and brittle due to oxidation over time, and would break at the slightest touch. That was the New Year's red envelope that Jiang Tingxia gave him in their first year of marriage. She said that they would spend every year thereafter together.

I guess she had forgotten these words a long time ago.

After Jiang Tingxia left, he was transferred and changed his position, leaving the small courtyard where they had lived. Soon another family moved in, and all traces of their life in the courtyard were wiped out. Even the flower wall in the corner that they had planted with their own hands and had been looking forward to together did not live until the next year. It did not even have time to bloom and died in the winter of the year when Jiang Tingxia left.

Everything has changed and nothing can go back.

The cigarette was choking, and Li Changpu finally stopped coughing. "Go away," he told himself. Jiang Tingxia was with someone else, so why was he still standing there? He was like a mouse in a trap, pitiful and ridiculous.

A cigarette butt was thrown out of the car window. The orange-yellow flame hit the ground, sparks scattered, and with a bang, the car tire ruthlessly rolled over the cigarette butt. Finally, the burning spark turned into ashes, no longer having any temperature, and everything went dark.