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

When everything was almost put in place, Li Changpu was already sweating profusely as he carried a European-style sofa up the stairs.

Jiang Tinghe took the elevator to the third floor.

She heard from the servants that the man Jiang Tingxia married was working hard as a laborer, so how could she be absent from such a lively occasion?

She groaned, looked at Jiang Tingxia and said with a fake smile, "Brother-in-law really put in a lot of effort today."

"But country folks, that's just the way it is. They can't sit still."

When Jiang Tingxia heard this, a fire burned in his heart.

She hated Jiang Tinghe's expression, and blamed Li Changpu for not listening to her and bringing shame to her.

Jiang Tinghe added, "I pity you, Tingxia, sleeping in the same bed with such a sweaty man."

She showed a look of disgust on her face, "If I were you, I would want to die."

She craned her neck again and whispered, "Luckily it wasn't me."

Jiang Tingxia looked at her with a cruel look on his face and said, "It's been so many years since you came back from the countryside, don't you know you can take a bath?"

Jiang Tinghe was furious after hearing this. How dare she mention the word "countryside" in front of her? How dare she!

Jiang Tingxia looked at her angry expression and said, "Why? It feels good to mock others, but you can't stand it when it comes to you."

"Jiang Tinghe, stop showing off your power in front of me. I won't tolerate you anymore."

It was the first time that Jiang Tinghe saw Jiang Tingxia fighting back like this. She had never done this before.

Jiang Tinghe was unable to react for a moment, and was so shocked by her change that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

After a long while, with anger still burning in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "Jiang Tingxia, don't be complacent. Mom asked you to go to the study to find her later. I will tell her everything you just said."

"You only know how to complain."

Jiang Tingxia didn't care. After saying this, he turned around and left.

Jiang Tinghe was furious and pushed her on the back.

Jiang Tingxia was caught off guard by the sudden force and was about to fall to the ground.

She couldn't stop, so she closed her eyes and resigned herself to the pain that was about to come.

But fell into a strong embrace.

"Ting Xia, are you okay?"

Jiang Tingxia opened his eyes and looked back, seeing that Jiang Tinghe had already hurriedly gotten into the elevator.

She quickly climbed up from Li Changpu and brushed off the non-existent dust on her body.

Li Changpu also sat up from the ground, "Is your sisterly relationship so bad?"

He looked at the elevator, a little angry, "She wants to kill you."

Just now, when Li Changpu was carrying the sofa up the stairs, he saw the sinister expression on Jiang Tinghe's face. If he hadn't stopped her, Jiang Tingxia would have rolled down the stairs.

If you fall down such a long and steep staircase, you will be crippled if not dead.

Fortunately, he was a soldier and had many training tasks. He had good physical fitness and strong explosive power. He quickly dropped the sofa as fast as a leopard.

Even so, he caught her at the last moment.

Li Changpu took a look at the sofa that had rolled down the stairs and was spread out in all directions, and he was still frightened.

Jiang Tingxia did not answer him and looked frightened.

Seeing her like this, Li Changpu reached out and pulled her, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?"

Jiang Tingxia impatiently shook off his hand, looking at his sweaty appearance, feeling helpless and annoyed, "There are so many people in the family, paying them salaries to work, why do you need to do hard labor?"

She said fiercely, "You've made yourself look like this."

Jiang Tingxia pointed at the expensive clothes she had just bought for him and complained, "Look, the new clothes have become wrinkled. You've messed with them so much that they have lost all their shape. I don't even know where the dust got on them. They're so dirty."

Seeing that she was so lively and still had the energy to lose her temper, Li Changpu let go of her hand.

He looked at his sweat-soaked clothes and said, "Just wash the clothes again..."

Now that they were alone, Jiang Tingxia didn't need to worry about other people laughing at them. She interrupted Li Changpu and raised her voice, angrily saying, "Why are you washing it? Take it off and throw it away later."

"Go to the box and find a new one to change into."

Jiang Tingxia thought of Jiang Tinghe's weird attitude just now and scolded, "I asked you to come to the Jiang family to show off for me, but you only embarrassed me."

"How did I embarrass you?"

Li Changpu said puzzledly, "I don't think I did anything wrong."

He added, "You want me to watch a bunch of uncles and aunts in their 50s and 60s busying around with our affairs while I sit aside, with my hands on my hips, waiting like an old man. I can't do it."

Jiang Tingxia was anxious and annoyed, "You think you did nothing wrong?"

Li Changpu looked serious and said, "I should do this."

Jiang Tingxia pointed at the elevator and said, "Didn't you hear how Jiang Tinghe laughed at me just now?"

"She laughed at your poverty, at your association with servants, at your hard labor, at my marrying a countryman."

She stamped her feet anxiously, "I don't want her to say that, I don't want her to look down on me."

Li Changpu didn't show any embarrassment at being laughed at, and said confidently, "Yes, I am just a country boy."

"What's so shameful about this?"

"She said that because she has a problem with her thinking. She is wrong."

"Ting Xia, why should we..."

Jiang Tingxia lost all her patience. She spread her hands and said, "I don't want to figure out who is right or wrong now. I just want you to listen to my arrangements."

"You can't even do this!"

Li Changpu stopped talking. He simply couldn't accept this kind of family.

At this time, Wu Ma led people up the stairs carrying trays of food.

Jiang Tingxia saw someone coming, turned around to calm himself down, and when he turned back again, the expression on his face became indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

Aunt Wu: "Miss, the eldest master has gone out to meet a friend, and the lady has a headache, so we won't have dinner together today. I'll ask someone to bring it to your room."

Jiang Tingxia: "Okay."

The group put down their dinner and left. At the round dining table, two people sat on each side, neither talking to the other.

In the silent room, there was only the sound of eating.

But it was the sound of eating that once again angered Jiang Tingxia.

Out of habit, Li Changpu ate roughly, almost swallowing half of the steamed bun in one gulp, making some grunting noises.

Looking at the way he ate, Jiang Tingxia thought, he had avoided this meal tonight, but tomorrow, he would eat at the same table with the Jiang family and didn't know how they would be laughed at.

She could guess what Jiang Tinghe would say. It was nothing more than saying that the country people couldn't afford to eat, and when they saw the exquisite delicacies of the Jiang family, they ate them voraciously.

No, she could surely come up with something more vicious than that.

Jiang Tingxia became angrier and angrier as he watched. He stopped eating and placed his chopsticks on the bowl, making a loud ceramic clinking sound.

Li Changpu noticed Jiang Tingxia's mood, put down the white flour bun in his hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Tingxia said with a stern face, "Can you please pay attention to the way you eat?"

Li Changpu looked at the angry Jiang Tingxia and shook his head helplessly, "Is it wrong for me to even eat?"

Jiang Tingxia: "Can't you just eat in small bites? Chew slowly and don't make any noise when you eat. It's so unpleasant to hear, it makes you slurp."

"Like a pig."

Li Changpu felt a pain in his heart, "I have always eaten like this."

They had eaten so many meals together, could it be that she had always been thinking about him like this?

If it was someone else who picked on these trivial matters, Li Changpu would not care at all, because he knew that he was not wrong.

But if that person is Jiang Tingxia, and she looks down on him for being a country boy and a rude warrior, then this is not a question of who is right or wrong.

Li Changpu clenched his fists, feeling an unbearable heartache, humiliation and awkwardness slowly rising in his heart.

The light from overhead was so blindingly white that it made one feel as if they were in a fog.

The two of them sat at the dining table, one on each side, so far and yet so close. They were staring at each other but couldn't see anything clearly.