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

He Zhihai can criticize Li Changpu for the divorce, but he can't do anything to Jiang Tingxia. After all, there is a layer of relationship between them, so he still has to be polite.

When Jiang heard Xia say those words at his house that day and was determined to get a divorce, he and Nan Fang had a bad feeling and thought that their relationship might not work out.

Even so, He Zhihai did not give up. He called the two to his office again and talked to them seriously about this matter.

After a long conversation, the two couldn't explain why they were getting divorced.

I'm just stubborn and want a divorce.

He Zhihai was really angry.

Jiang Tingxia still insisted as she did that day at his house, "Yes, I want a divorce."

He Zhihai: "Have you thought it through? It's not impulsive?"

Jiang Tingxia: "Think it through."

He Zhihai was slightly angry when he saw Jiang Tingxia like this, but he couldn't get angry. Finally, he lowered his voice and said, "Okay, I approve your divorce report."

After saying this, Li Changpu glanced at Jiang Tingxia. She looked calm, as if she had been waiting for this result for a long time.

Jiang Tingxia's face froze, but she didn't want to show any emotion. She just stared at He Zhihai.

He Zhihai then said to Jiang Tingxia, "This marriage was originally arranged with your grandfather. Now you want to divorce, and I can't do anything about it. I feel bad and feel guilty about Master Jiang's instructions."

When the old man handed the child to him, he spoke sincerely and with great admiration. He agreed, but did not do it. Thinking of the deceased Mr. Jiang, he felt a little guilty.

He Zhihai said, "All I can do is at least send you back to the Jiang family safely."

"Let Chang Pu take you to your mother's house to make amends."

Li Changpu nodded in agreement. He also felt that it was reasonable.

Jiang Tingxia objected. If Li Changpu went to the Jiang family, the fact of their divorce could no longer be hidden. She wondered how proud Jiang Tinghe would be when she knew about it.

The ridicule in her letter was so obvious. She just wanted to see that she was not doing well. How could she just send it to him for nothing and let him laugh at her?

I wonder what harsh and ugly words will come out of her mouth at that time.

It would be better for her to go back alone, cover up the divorce first, and then leave after getting the money. No matter how big the world is, she will never go back to the Jiang family again.

Jiang Tingxia immediately refused, "He doesn't have to go."

"I can just go back by myself."

He Zhihai said in a tone that was definitely not negotiating, "He must go."

"I have to give your family an explanation."

Jiang Tingxia thought that the Jiang family only regarded this marriage as a burden and wanted to get rid of the relationship as soon as possible. Only they still remembered those trivial things.

But He Zhihai was firm in his attitude, as if if he didn't let Li Changpu send her back, then she didn't have to go back at all, so Jiang Tingxia had no choice but to agree.

His mind started working frantically, thinking about how to fool Li Changpu so as to keep the divorce secret.

After hearing her agreement, He Zhihai also relaxed, and the process went much more smoothly. In just three or four days, the divorce report was approved.

Li Changpu bought two train tickets, both of which were sleeper berth tickets in a compartment.

Sleeper berths are hard to buy nowadays. When she came here by train from Wenhai City, she had to sit on hard seats for three days.

There is no way. It’s the peak travel period and you can’t buy a sleeper berth even if you pay more.

I didn’t expect that Li Changpu could be bought.

The two of them were packing their luggage for their departure the next day.

Jiang Tingxia's slender white fingers were combing the cat's fur lazily. Her light-colored eyes only looked at the well-behaved cat, not at Li Changpu. Instead, she said to him, "Big dog, just follow me."

Jiang Tingxia had spoken very little in the past few days, and when he suddenly spoke to him, Li Changpu's heart skipped a beat. He looked over and saw Jiang Tingxia with his eyes lowered. His black eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

Li Changpu couldn't help but move forward, hoping she could say something else.

At this moment, four words popped into his mind: flattered.

Flattered!

This word was strangely used between him and Jiang Tingxia.

Realizing his subconscious emotions, Li Changpu blushed and suppressed a trace of embarrassment.

Jiang Tingxia's voice was still cold, "You are often not at home, so I am the one who takes care of it."

Her tone was stiff, and she didn't look like she was discussing it with him. It seemed that as long as Li Changpu refused, she would find a hundred reasons to take the cat away.

Li Changpu would not compete with her for these things. Besides, half of the reason why he picked up the cat in the first place was to catch mice for her and give her peace of mind.

Li Changpu: "You can take it away."

Knowing that he agreed, Jiang Tingxia breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to pack his things.

She remained silent and said nothing else.

She took out her briefcase, the one she had brought with her when she first arrived and the one she was leaving with now.

Jiang Tingxia only took the money and a few pieces of clothing, and put the rest away in her dowry box in the side room. She said to Li Changpu, "These things will have to be stored at your house for a while."

She said, "I'll give you the address as soon as possible."

"It won't bother you for long."

Jiang Tingxia wanted to wait until she settled down before receiving these things.

In the past, Jiang Tingxia loved to do these things. She would take out everything in her dowry box and decorate the little house according to her taste. She even covered the table with a piece of pink floral cloth. As Jiang Tingxia's things were taken away, the house returned to its original simple appearance with only a few pieces of furniture. The reality of divorce suddenly hit Li Changpu.

Her skirts were gone from the closet, and the colorful glass cups she used to drink water from were gone from the table. In the past, the shoe rack was filled with rows of her small leather shoes, but now, there were only two pairs of men's Liberation rubber shoes left, lonely and empty.

She even put away the sky blue quilt that she usually covered herself with, leaving nothing behind. His things were the only things left in the room.

Li Changpu felt a little flustered and uncomfortable for a moment. Jiang Tingxia held the big dog in one hand and carried the box in the other hand as he walked out of the door. He turned around and said, "Let's go."

Without waiting for Li Changpu to answer, he turned and left, leaving him with only his back.

Li Changpu spoke in a hoarse voice and called out to Jiang Tingxia who was about to go out with her suitcase.

Jiang Tingxia turned around to look at him, and Li Changpu walked up and took the suitcase from her hand.

The two walked side by side. Jiang Tingxia looked a little listless, with panda eyes and looked very sleepy.

She hadn't had a good rest in the past few days because Li Changpu was snoring so loudly. Listening to the annoying sound, she was upset all night, tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. She wished she could cover his mouth with a pillow.

How come she hadn't noticed it before?

Also, he makes a lot of noise when he eats, slurping. He has no knowledge of table manners, and eats a lot and fast. He is not picky. He stuffs everything into his mouth, no matter if it is overcooked, burnt, black, choking, salty, spicy, or fishy. Hasn't he heard that the finer the food, the better.

Jiang Tingxia's face was calm, but in his heart he was criticizing the person walking next to him from head to toe.

Anyway, he is a person who is annoying in every way.

Everything looks annoying.

Li Changpu spoke up, "From now on, I will remit your living expenses on a monthly basis."

Jiang Tingxia rolled his eyes. If you didn't know him, you would think he was very rich.

Jiang Tingxia looked down on his little tricks and said, "No need."

Li Changpu still insisted.

He was a stubborn person, which made it difficult for Jiang Tingxia to remain calm when talking to him. He said angrily, "Just take care of yourself, don't be like a child who gives away money."

How could Jiang Tingxia not know that there was only a small amount of money in the wallet in the drawer? His salary was not low, but he looked so shabby.

I heard that he would send money back home, but it was not something she could do, so she never mentioned it. But she didn't approve of it from the bottom of her heart. She believed that taking care of others should be within one's ability. It was rare to see a fool like him who subsidized others to the point of having no savings of his own.

Now even his ex-wife can share his money. If he divorces a few more times, he might not even have enough food to eat. If he meets a woman who is not as kind as her, but has a black heart and comes to cheat him, he might even have his bedding taken away by someone else.

"With your meager salary, just support yourself."

After hearing what Jiang Tingxia said, Li Changpu stopped talking.

The two walked to the car in silence, and Jiang Tingxia got in without hesitation.

Li Changpu opened the car door for her, and Jiang Tingxia sat directly into the back car, sitting firmly, with no intention of moving.

Seeing that there was no seat for him, Li Changpu closed the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The car rumbled away, raising a cloud of dust.