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

Li Changpu lowered his head and continued to flip through the documents with his calloused fingers. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the rustling of papers.

His tone was normal.

“You and Mo Yunyang have been living in Mussori City all these years?”

Jiang Tingxia nodded, but was frightened by his cold tone. She sat up slightly and replied, "Yes."

Jiang Tingxia didn't dare to look him in the eye. She just lowered her head and her eyes fell on Li Changpu's knees.

Apparently, he recovered.

His eyes could see again, his legs could stand up, and he returned to the army he loved. Jiang Tingxia was really happy for him.

However, in this situation, she had to swallow back all her concern.

"What year did you get married?"

Li Changpu spoke in a stern tone, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"Did you two confirm your marriage the year you went to Mussori?"

"Yes."

Li Changpu took a breath without being noticeable.

"How is the relationship between husband and wife?"

"Do you have any children?"

"How did you live during the past two years abroad?"

……

Jiang Tingxia was confused by the numerous questions.

The young man next to Li Changpu heard the questions asked by Li Changpu and looked through the information in his hand curiously. Why was he asking the same questions again when these information were already in the files?

Also, isn't that too detailed a question?

Normally, when they were doing a background check, they should have focused their attention on Mo Yunyang, the shipbuilding consultant. But why did they keep staring at Mo Yunyang's lover? Their attitude in questioning was quite rude as usual. They interrogated a woman who looked so fragile that she could be blown down by a gust of wind, and made her look so pitiful and about to cry that he couldn't bear to see her.

However, after seeing Li Changpu's gloomy expression and the teeth marks on his cheek, the young man wisely closed his mouth and turned away.

After accepting the investigation, Jiang Tingxia signed and walked out of the corridor carrying his suitcase. A young soldier ran over and asked, "Is this Comrade Jiang from the shipyard?"

Jiang Tingxia nodded, but didn't say anything.

The young soldier enthusiastically took the suitcase from Jiang Tingxia's hand and said, "Comrade Jiang, please take our car to the base."

Jiang Tingxia retracted her hand. Sensing Jiang Tingxia's resistance, the young soldier explained, "Engineer Mo is also at the base. You will see him there."

Jiang Tingxia heard from Mo Yunyang that he returned to China at an invitation to participate in a secret mission, but Jiang Tingxia never expected that he would be related to Li Changpu again.

Jiang Tingxia never thought that he would be transferred to the south.

Jiang Tingxia did not ask anyone to help her carry her luggage. She carried it by herself and walked out slowly. When she got out of the door, she saw Li Changpu, who had just left after interrogating her, standing next to the car.

He was tall, with delicate features. He was leaning against the car at the moment, his green uniform pants were blown by the wind, and the slender and strong lines of his legs were particularly conspicuous. He was playing with a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it, just put it to his nose and sniffed it.

The young soldier greeted enthusiastically, "Comrade Jiang, this is the car, get in."

When Li Changpu looked over, Jiang Tingxia immediately looked away, lowered his brows, stood behind the young soldier, blocked Li Changpu's sight with the help of others, and slowly walked over. He just thought, Li Changpu didn't smoke before, and he didn't carry a cigarette box with him. Has he started smoking again in the past two years?

Jiang Tingxia was overthinking it, Li Changpu didn't pay much attention to her.

When she walked over, he had already stepped into the car.

Jiang Tingxia opened the car door and sat in the back seat. The young soldier also got in. The car rumbled and rushed forward.

The car was not driving slowly to begin with, and the road was bumpy; Jiang Tingxia gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

A crisp "click" sound came from the dull car.

It was Li Changpu who rubbed the lighter.

He lowered his head, leaned over and lit the cigarette in his lips, and the carriage was immediately filled with an unpleasant smell of cigarettes.

Jiang Tingxia hated the smell of cigarettes in the first place, let alone in such a confined space. She was also made nauseous by the bumpy ride of the car. Her stomach was churning and she could only frown.

But the passenger seat was still filled with smoke.

After half a cigarette, Jiang Tingxia finally couldn't bear it anymore. She covered her mouth and made two dry heaving sounds.

"Excuse me, could you please stop the car?"

Jiang Tingxia placed one hand weakly on the seat in front of her and said to the driver, "I feel uncomfortable."

She didn't want to trouble others, but she really couldn't help it. If she couldn't hold it back and vomited in the car, that would be even worse.

When the young soldier heard Jiang Tingxia saying that she was feeling uncomfortable, he stopped the car urgently. There was a sharp sound of brakes. Jiang Tingxia immediately pushed open the car door and ran out a few steps. She stood on the side of the road, bent over and retched.

After a while, Jiang Tingxia vomited everything in his stomach. A hand reached out from the side and handed him a blue and white plaid handkerchief.

Jiang Tingxia's eyes lit up, "Li..."

But as soon as she turned her eyes, she saw the young round-eyed little warrior.

"Comrade Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Tingxia's smile froze on her face, "I'm much better now."

The little soldier handed her the canteen and said, "Drink some water."

Jiang Tingxia took it, with a somewhat lonely look in her eyes, "Thank you."

Li Changpu had been sitting in the car. He leaned back in the seat, rubbed his aching head, and pressed a button irritably. The car's windows lowered, and the fresh air from outside rushed in. He was silent for a while, then moved his thumb and index finger, crushed the burning cigarette, and threw it out of the window.

Jiang Tingxia got back in the car, and the remaining half of the journey was not as unbearable as before. When they arrived at the destination, Jiang Tingxia saw Mo Yunyang standing on the side of the road from a distance, and subconsciously glanced at Li Changpu's back.

His back was straight and there was nothing unusual about him, but Jiang Tingxia felt a little guilty and his heart was beating like a drum.

The car stopped, Mo Yunyang opened the door, and Li Changpu got out from the other side.

Both of them were very tall, and Mo Yunyang and Li Changpu looked at each other across the car body.

Mo Yunyang was a little surprised. He glanced at Li Changpu, then looked at Jiang Tingxia, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Is it him?"

"you……"

Before Mo Yunyang could finish his question, a girl in her twenties ran out of a car parked on the side of the road and ran towards Li Changpu.

The girl said cheerfully, smiling like a bright sunflower, "Brother Li."

Li Changpu turned around, and Jiang Tingxia saw from their actions that it was obvious that they knew each other.

Li Changpu didn't expect to meet Lin An Ning suddenly.

"peaceful."