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

Li Changpu and Jiang Tingxia entered the house. Li Changpu looked stern, and Jiang Tingxia wasn't much better. She had just escaped death, so her face was solemn.

Li Changpu couldn't sit still and put on his coat again, "I have to go to the county public security bureau."

Jiang Tingxia looked worried and glanced out the window, "It's so late."

Li Changpu was getting dressed, and Jiang Tingxia saw him and walked over to help him button his clothes.

When she felt a little uneasy, she wanted to be closer to Li Changpu. She not only loved him and trusted him, but also regarded him as her husband and family. His existence gave her a sense of security.

Because, Jiang Tingxia thought, if she was in danger, the only person in the world who would risk his life to save her was Li Changpu.

Jiang Tingxia originally thought that she would never meet such a person in her entire life.

But Li Changpu's character and his love for his wife made Jiang Tingxia trust him wholeheartedly.

Jiang Tingxia stretched out her slender fingers, pressed the buttons on Li Changpu's chest, and asked him, "Is it about Yang Jinfeng?"

Li Changpu looked at the top of Jiang Tingxia's head, his eyes deep, "Yes, there is something strange about Yang Jinfeng. I always feel that there is something else going on here."

He watched Jiang Tingxia raise her head with her eyes full of water. It was a normal scene because Jiang Tingxia's eyes were big and bright, and when she was silent and quiet, she always looked pitiful. But in Li Changpu's eyes, it was as if Jiang Tingxia was being bullied and crying.

He unconsciously clenched his fists tightly, "Besides, her previous target was you, I have to go there."

Li Changpu was wondering what on earth had provoked Yang Jinfeng to make an ordinary woman commit such a crime.

Why did she kill those villagers so cruelly and bloodily? After killing them, not only was she not afraid of being exposed, she also went to find Jiang Tingxia as soon as possible, as if she was determined to fight to the death. Is this a coincidence or is there some other connection?

He wants to find out.

Li Changpu put on his coat and said to Jiang Tingxia before leaving the house, "You go to bed first."

Afraid of affecting Jiang Tingxia's mood and making her think of what happened in the afternoon and become worried and scared again, Li Changpu's expression and tone were no different from usual, as if this was a trivial matter and there was no problem at all.

"You can sleep peacefully. This is a military family compound. The security is guaranteed. There is no need to be afraid."

He added, "I'll have the patrol pay more attention to this area tonight."

Jin Xiaowen got into bed and sat up, "Aunt, don't be afraid, we are here."

Jin Xiaobao didn't say anything, but just touched the sickle hidden under the bed.

Jiang Tingxia blushed a little when she was comforted by the child, and let go of Li Changpu's fingers that she was reluctantly holding, "I'm an adult now, I'm not afraid."

"You go."

Li Changpu stepped out of the door and reminded Jiang Tingxia, "Close the door."

Jiang Tingxia nodded, "It's so dark outside, drive carefully."

Before leaving, Li Changpu couldn't help but reached out and gently pressed Jiang Tingxia's face under the gaze of his three nephews, "I'll be back soon."

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It was already late at night when Jiang Tingxia heard the sound of a car.

Maybe because she had heard about the bloody scene of Yang Jinfeng killing people, she had not been sleeping well and even had a nightmare. She dreamed that there was blood all over the floor of the house and Yang Jinfeng was approaching her with a bloody knife...

After being frightened awake, Jiang Tingxia couldn't fall asleep, so she immediately knew about the slightest movement outside the yard.

Jiang Tingxia thought it was Li Changpu who came back, but after waiting for a long time she didn't see him knocking on the door, so she lifted the curtain and looked outside.

The moonlight outside was dim. Li Changpu stood beside the car body, with a flickering orange light in front of his face.

He's clearly back, why doesn't he come into the house?

Jiang Tingxia put on a coat and opened the door.