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

Mo Yunyang died. Li Changpu later told Jiang Tingxia about the situation at that time. Jiang Tingxia knew that Mo Yunyang had always made a lot of efforts for their Mo family to return to the top, but she didn't expect that he had become so paranoid. For the sake of profit, he was willing to be a running dog of the Suo people and use her to deal with Li Changpu, trying to use this despicable method to force Li Changpu to betray the country.

That day on the cliff, Li Changpu was emotionally unstable and seriously injured. Later, he suddenly fell into a coma. Jiang Tingxia was worried about him and did not notice Mo Yunyang. She never went to see Mo Yunyang again. It was only until Li Changpu told her that the spy infiltration had been dealt with that she contacted the Mo family's relatives in China and informed them to bury Mo Yunyang.

The two of them got their marriage certificate, and Jiang Tingxia didn't want to live in the house she used to live in with Mo Yunyang, so she moved to Li Changpu's place.

The mission at the base has reached its final stage, and soon everyone will evacuate the base. However, Li Changpu does not want to wait any longer. It is not shameful for him and Jiang Tingxia to be in love. He has already clarified this to everyone. However, if there are some people with ulterior motives, such as Duan Chengzhi, who regards him as a thorn in the side and wants to use these things against him, he is not afraid of the slander or gossip. Anyway, he will soon take Jiang Tingxia away from this place.

Now the two of them live together openly. Li Changpu has a lot of work on hand, including things that have been piled up from some time ago, as well as finishing work before he leaves. However, the work can be postponed as much as possible. He tries to go home every day to have a meal with Jiang Tingxia and rest with her.

Li Changpu found that there was still something wrong with Jiang Tingxia, as if there was a string in her head that couldn't be loosened, and there was an unshakable melancholy in her eyes. He was also worried and had to stay with her.

Jiang Tingxia was pregnant and her emotions fluctuated greatly recently, so she simply put aside her work and stayed at home to take care of the baby. When she had nothing to do, she picked out some soft fabrics and planned to make some small clothes and socks for her unborn baby.

Li Changpu lay on the bed, leaned towards Jiang Tingxia, put his arms around Jiang Tingxia's waist, and watched Jiang Tingxia quietly select fabrics, draw pictures and cut.

The two had been separated for so many years, and suddenly they were sleeping in the same bed again, so close to each other. Jiang Tingxia was still a little uncomfortable with it, and her hands moved in a flustered manner. She thought Li Changpu was going to do something, but he just came close to her, and his strong and powerful arms gently wrapped around her waist, looking seriously at the cloth in her hands, and chatting with her about family matters.

“Are these for the kids?”

"Ah."

A big hand covered her lower abdomen, and Li Changpu's eyes were full of tenderness, "Which color do you think is good?"

He reached out and touched the pieces of cloth in Jiang Tingxia's hand, "I think these pieces are good. When the baby is born, it can be used regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl."

Jiang Tingxia replied: "Okay, then choose these."

Jiang Tingxia's face felt a little hot and she held her breath. Ever since she became pregnant, Jiang Tingxia found that her body had changed a lot and she became very sensitive to Li Changpu's approach. At this moment, his hot chest pressed against her thin shoulders and back. Her body couldn't bear it and she shuddered a little.

However, if Li Changpu didn't take the initiative, she would never say such a thing. She didn't even want to look at that face of hers. It would be difficult for Li Changpu to be moved by her appearance, and it would also be difficult for her to act coquettishly and woo love with such a face.

So, Jiang Tingxia just grabbed Li Changpu's wrist and put it aside. She didn't wear a veil at home, but she still deliberately left her hair next to the injured half of her face. Jiang Tingxia lowered her head, and the soft hair covered most of her face. With her face covered, she felt a little safe and whispered, "You're too close."

She bit her lip, her face flushed pink like peach petals, "It's a bit hot."

Li Changpu's arms stiffened when he heard Jiang Tingxia say that she was hot and asked him to stay away. Li Changpu was originally chatting with Jiang Tingxia about family matters with a relaxed and happy expression on his face, but now his expression changed and he just forced an awkward smile. He let go of Jiang Tingxia and moved away from her.

"It's a little hot in the room."

Although the hottest season has passed, the heat has not yet dissipated, and his body temperature is high, unlike Jiang Tingxia who feels cool. No wonder Jiang Tingxia said it was hot and didn't allow him to get close to her.

Li Changpu stretched out his long arm and picked up the palm-leaf fan on the cabinet beside the bed, "I'll fan you."

Jiang Tingxia nodded, and Li Changpu moved a little further away, fanning the room to create a cool breeze.

Jiang Tingxia could still feel Li Changpu's eyes looking at her. She still felt a little uncomfortable. In order to distract her attention, she carefully gestured with the cloth in her hand and wrote and drew on the notebook with a pen, drawing children's clothes. Suddenly, she heard Li Changpu talking to her.

"Listen to Xia."

Jiang Tingxia was busy with the work in his hands, holding the pencil without looking up. He thought Li Changpu had something to say, so he hummed lightly with confusion.

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia's profile. Her left face was smooth and white, so she almost only faced him with this half of her face. If she occasionally showed the other side, she would immediately become unnatural and her eyes would avoid him.

Looking at the long hair on the side of Jiang Tingxia's face that was left to cover the scar, Li Changpu said:

"I found a few dermatologists a few days ago and consulted them about your condition. Recently, a senior expert is going to come to this city for a meeting. It's a rare opportunity. I will take you to see him and ask the doctor to treat you, okay?"

Jiang Tingxia blinked her eyes, felt her nose sore, and had to open her mouth to breathe. Her voice was a little muffled, "Actually, I've seen many doctors about my face."

Noticing that Jiang Tingxia was a little depressed, Li Changpu put down the fan in his hand and advised: "Don't be discouraged. This is the most authoritative expert in this field in the country. There must be a way."

He said, "Your face can always be healed."

Li Changpu originally intended to comfort Jiang Tingxia, but he didn't notice that Jiang Tingxia's lips lost color as soon as he finished speaking.

Seeing Jiang Tingxia lowering her head to read the picture book and not responding for a long time, Li Changpu approached and asked worriedly, "Tingxia, what's wrong with you?"

"Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Tingxia came back to his senses and shook his head in panic, "It's okay."

She put away the fabrics, sketchbooks and other things and said, "It's late, let's get some rest first."

Li Changpu asked, "Are you tired?"

Jiang Tingxia hummed, and Li Changpu took it over, "Don't go to the field, I'll collect it."

Li Changpu got out of bed and put away his things. When he came back, he saw Jiang Tingxia lying on the bed covered with a quilt. She had her eyes closed and her face was flushed.

Not wanting to disturb her rest, Li Changpu turned off the lights and carefully lay down beside Jiang Tingxia. Afraid that she would feel hot, he raised his arm and continued to fan her.

There were still the sounds of crickets outside the house. Li Changpu yawned, felt sleepy, and slowly fell asleep. His insomnia had improved since Jiang Tingxia came back.

In the middle of the night, Li Changpu subconsciously moved his arms to hug Jiang Tingxia beside him, but when he searched the bed twice, there was no one beside him.

Li Changpu woke up instantly, opened his eyes, and found the room dark and empty.

"Listen to Xia!"