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

Just then, the person who was decorating the new house in the inner room called Qu Datong to come in. Li Changpu asked Qu Datong to go and do his work, and he and Jiang Tingxia slowly walked home.

Jiang Tingxia asked, "Why did Brother Qu suddenly decide to get married?"

The last time they met was when Jiang Tingxia and her family hosted a dinner at their home. Qu Datong didn't want to get married and was so angry with Li Changpu about it. Within a few days, the new house was already decorated.

Li Changpu talked about the last time he provoked Qu Datong.

Jiang Tingxia still felt that it was too sudden. "He didn't want to get married before. Can you change his mind with just a few words?"

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia and nodded at her.

"You're right. My few words really can't hold him back."

"I provoked him a few times that day, and he said that he would get married to show us. In the end, he only met a few blind dates. I saw that his true colors were exposed and I became impatient. I thought that this was the result. Everyone had said what they should say and done what they should do. Lao Qu's marriage could not be forced and could only be left to fate. Who knew that a few days later, he suddenly told me that he went to see a performance of the art troupe and fell in love with the actors in the troupe, and asked the director to introduce him to them."

"Look," Li Changpu looked at the lively new house, "it's done."

Jiang Tingxia also looked over and saw red paper pasted on both sides of the courtyard gate. Somehow, he thought of the day when Qu Datong was drunk and crying.

The sorrow and longing for his deceased wife and children were real in his voice, to the point where Jiang Tingxia felt so sad that she wanted to cry just listening to it.

Seeing Jiang Tingxia looking at the gate in deep thought, Li Changpu asked her, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Tingxia came back to her senses, "I was thinking about the day when Brother Qu got drunk and cried for his lover. It's only been a few days, and he has met a satisfactory bride and is preparing for his wedding."

Seeing Jiang Tingxia thoughtful, Li Changpu asked her, "So, you think Lao Qu has no conscience and has forgotten his wife and children?"

Li Changpu sighed, "What can we do? The person has been gone for seven or eight years, and the living still have to live their lives."

To be honest, was Lao Qu sad? Yes, he was. Otherwise, he would not have cried so hard because they hadn't seen each other for a long time and he had drunk a little wine and thought of his wife and children.

But usually, he still lives his life as usual.

Otherwise, I can't die with him.

Although he always said that he would not take a wife, it was not entirely because of the incident with the previous wife. It can only be said that this was a reason, but not the only reason.

Qu Datong was busy with work, spending the whole day with maps and sand tables, his mind full of thoughts about the war. When he was asked to go on a blind date, he complained that it was annoyance and a waste of time. However, when he met his new wife, he behaved out of character.

Maybe it was really his destiny that he took it very seriously.

When Qu Datong talked to him about Chu Dan, his face was full of energy and smiles. He even went to find Director Wu to introduce her to him and would go to the art troupe several times a day.

Lao Qu is a man in his thirties. He is single. He met love and is pursuing love. There is nothing wrong with that.

Li Changpu thought that his wife had the mentality of a little girl, thought too much and was easily sad.

Jiang Tingxia asked him back, "Seven or eight years? There are people in this world who have kept it for a lifetime."

However, she had only heard of such people and things but had never seen them.

Jiang Tingxia waved his hand and said, "I don't think Brother Qu is a heartless person."

"Conscience is the bottom line. He is in the middle. He is not the best man, but not the worst either. Besides, this is not about whether he has a conscience or not. It is a matter of feelings. If he feels so painful when he thinks of his wife, how can he even look at another woman?"

Li Changpu continued, "No matter how deep the wound is, it will stop bleeding slowly after it is bandaged."

He said, "Continuous bleeding is fatal."

Jiang Tingxia didn't listen, "You always speak for your good brothers, stand on their side, and support them. In fact, all you men are the same. Then let me ask you, if I die one day, will you also..."

Before Jiang Tingxia could finish his words, Li Changpu suddenly pinched his face.

Li Changpu had a serious expression on his face and pinched her cheeks with his fingers. Before he used any force, the flesh on her little face was deformed, like a little squirrel with bulging cheeks filled with food.

Jiang Tingxia said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you pinch my face?"

Li Changpu had a stern face and had no intention of letting her go. "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Tingxia was confused, "If it were me..."

Suddenly, Li Changpu applied a little force on her face with his fingers, and Jiang Tingxia cried out in pain.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia talking nonsense, and his back teeth were grinding.

"You are talking nonsense."

Seeing him like this, Jiang Tingxia stopped crying out in pain. She reached out and covered Li Changpu's hand, taking his hand away from her face.

She smiled and said, "Oh, so you don't want me to say that word."

Li Changpu snorted at her, then turned and walked back home.

Jiang Tingxia took two steps behind him and said, "It's just one word. Why do you take it so seriously? It's not true."

Jiang Tingxia was muttering to herself when she saw Li Changpu glaring at her. She seemed really angry. Jiang Tingxia smiled, put her hand over her mouth, and shook her head. "No more, I won't say anything anymore."

Li Changpu's face darkened and he walked into the courtyard. Jiang Tingxia hurriedly followed him in.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Jiang Tingxia closed the door, chased Li Changpu for a few steps, then hugged him directly, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and pressed his body against his back.

"I'm very stingy. You have to keep it for me for the rest of your life, okay?"

She felt very angry when she thought that if he married another woman, Li Changpu would hug, lie together, kiss, caress, and talk intimately with other women just like when he was with her.

What’s even more infuriating is that this wasn’t because their relationship had broken down or they no longer loved each other, but because of a simple and brutal physical demise.

Li Changpu frowned, and heard Jiang Tingxia say again: "I will turn into a gust of wind and follow you all day long, to see if you dare to hook up with other women."

"If you marry someone new, I will..." Jiang Tingxia thought about it, and his expression was very serious, "I will lie between the two of you and scare you in the middle of the night with my hair disheveled."

Li Changpu was originally angry, but now he was amused by her childish words.

Jiang Tingxia slapped him on the back and said, "Don't laugh."

Not wanting Li Changpu to be unconvinced, Jiang Tingxia assured him, "Don't worry, I'm fair, and so am I."

Jiang Tingxia's words were vague, but Li Changpu understood. What she meant was that if one of them left first, the remaining person would always stay with the other. She asked him not to marry anyone else, and she herself would not marry again.

After hearing what Jiang Tingxia said, the smile on Li Changpu's face suddenly stopped.

He is older than Jiang Tingxia and his job is dangerous. Jiang Tingxia's previous words were all jokes, but he took this one seriously. Of the two of them, he will definitely be the one to leave first.

If that day comes and she encounters a good choice, she will probably be embarrassed when she thinks of what she said today.

He smiled, held Jiang Tingxia's hand on his waist, asked her to come in front of him, and they talked face to face.

Li Changpu said jokingly, as if teasing, "Don't worry, I'm more generous than you."

"As long as I'm alive, you should follow me obediently."

Although he was smiling, his eyes were extremely serious. "If I die, you will be sad for a while, and then you will forget about me."

"Find someone to take care of you, otherwise I will be worried."