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

night.

Jiang Tingxia lay on her side on the bed, staring at the wall and unable to fall asleep.

One reason was that she was not used to the new environment, and the other was that she was too tired during the day. Her shoulders, arms and legs were all aching at this time.

Perhaps because she was used to Li Changpu's presence and sleeping in his arms, Jiang Tingxia thought of him unconsciously.

In just a moment, Jiang Tingxia became annoyed with herself and cursed herself in her heart, saying that she was not allowed to think about him, because he was a heartless person.

Just when she was feeling upset, the dormitory door was pushed open.

Several people walked in from outside the door, carrying large and small bags that made quite a noise, and several people began to pack up their things with a clanging sound.

Reporting should be done during the day. Now everyone is resting, and a new woman has arrived. Everyone in the dormitory is looking at her. This newcomer is quite aggressive. She has three or four people following her to carry her luggage.

Zhao Fang has a bad temper and a quick mouth. She sat up and said unhappily, "It's been so long. I was already asleep and was still woken up. It's really annoying."

Zhou Yingying, the newcomer, felt embarrassed when she heard this. She said, "I'm sorry to disturb everyone's rest."

After she finished speaking, she whispered to the women who came in with her, "Sister Lin, you guys go ahead. I can clean up the rest myself."

The woman was a little worried, "Yingying, can you do it?"

Zhou Yingying smiled and said, "It's OK." She glanced around the room and indicated with her eyes that her roommates were a little unhappy. She urged them, "Hurry up and leave. Move slowly and try not to make any noise."

After everyone left, Zhou Yingying packed her things by herself with a flashlight. Zhao Fang rolled her eyes in Zhou Yingying's direction and said, "It's so bright out here. Can't I sleep?"

When Zhou Yingying heard this, she knew they were talking about her, and she felt even more guilty. She quickly packed up. However, Zhao Fang had already come out of the bed, walked to the table, picked up a water jar, and drank a few big gulps. With every move, she deliberately made loud noises to express her inner dissatisfaction.

Zhou Yingying saw that Zhao Fang was dissatisfied, and looked at everyone who had gone into bed but was not asleep yet. They were all watching with their eyes open, and some were even sitting up in bed.

She took out a bag of candy from her bag and distributed it to people as she walked. She said sorry to those who were sitting and passed the candy to others. She placed the candy next to everyone's pillow when she was asleep. She walked up to Zhao Fang and apologized:

"I'm so sorry that I'm late today. I came just now and caused trouble for everyone."

To express her apology, Zhou Yingying handed over some candies and said, "I'll treat you to some candies."

Zhao Fang poked her head out to take a look, with a look of disdain on her face, and said sarcastically: "Oh, chocolate with liquor filling, it's a rare commodity, ordinary people can't buy it."

Then, she snorted, with an expression of extreme disgust on her face, "If you don't eat it, who cares about your broken candy?"

After Zhao Fang finished speaking, she suddenly reached out and patted Zhou Yingying on the arm. It was not known whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the candies happened to fall on Jiang Tingxia.

Jiang Tingxia had been lying in bed, and she didn't even move when Zhou Yingying entered the dormitory just now. Now, she was hit by candy for no reason, and she sat up.

Zhou Yingying was slapped suddenly and felt a little annoyed. This woman had been causing trouble for her as soon as she entered the door. However, she was the one who came late and disturbed others' rest. She was not in the right, so she thought about apologizing first and lowering her posture. There were only a few days in the base and there was no need to create conflicts. It would be fine if everyone just spent these few days in peace.

But Zhao Fang was too rude, and Zhou Yingying also got angry.

"Why did you hit me?"

"You are a person who doesn't want to eat. If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. You are so rude. I am giving you candy out of kindness. I think I am wrong."

Zhao Fang crossed her arms and said sarcastically, "I don't dare to eat your candy."

"There is a time for new soldiers to report. Everyone will be arranged together after they gather. But you came after dark, and there are several people following you to carry your luggage. You are all wearing a military uniform with four pockets. Who knows where you come from?"

Zhao Fang pointed at Zhou Yingying and said, "The art troupe only announced that they would recruit 32 people this time. Everyone passed several rounds of selection based on their own abilities to get into the troupe. However, I have never seen you once in all these exams."

Although Zhao Fang's words were harsh, everyone else in the dormitory actually thought the same thing, but they just didn't say it out loud.

They were all arranged to move into this dormitory together. They were all new recruits from the art troupe. Some even took the troupe's truck to report in during the day. Regardless of whether they knew each other or not, they were all familiar faces.

There were only two unexpected people who officially reported in today. One was Jiang Tingxia, who had a conflict with Zhao Fang over the bed issue during the day, and the other was Zhou Yingying, who arrived late after the lights were turned off.

Zhao Fang snorted coldly, her eyes quickly swept over Jiang Tingxia, then stared at Zhou Yingying and said, "I'm telling you, no matter where you come from, I, Zhao Fang, just look down on those who use backdoors."

Zhou Yingying, who was originally angry that Zhao Fang slapped her arm, moved her mouth but could not say anything, and finally lowered her head.

Zhao Fang looked at Zhou Yingying and thought that she was speechless in the face of facts.

She sneered. Everyone could see the notice that the art troupe had released for recruiting new members. It was public, written in black and white. It clearly stated how many people would be recruited and how the selection would be done. All they had to do was take the exam based on their own abilities.

The competition was so fierce, with people being eliminated and selected time and time again. This painful and heart-wrenching process lasted for three months. Except for Zhou Yingying and Jiang Tingxia, everyone present had experienced it personally and made it through step by step.

The two of them were able to join the art troupe by using their connections, but justice is in the hearts of the people, black is white, and white is black, and no one can be fooled.

However, Zhao Fang was not convinced. Why could the two of them suddenly appear without doing anything?

Looking at the way these two people looked, the clothes they wore, the things they used, and Jiang Tingxia's condescending attitude towards her, Zhao Fang thought with contempt that some means must have been used to squeeze them into the art troupe.

Everyone knew it very well. They had agreed to recruit 32 people, but on the day of reporting, there were two more of them. What else was there to say? Zhou Yingying got in through the backdoor, and Jiang Tingxia also got in through the backdoor.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fang glanced at Jiang Tingxia intentionally or unintentionally, and saw her sitting on the bed, wearing a white cotton skirt that looked of high quality, with her black hair falling on her shoulders, and under the bed was a shiny brown leather suitcase.

Zhao Fang knew about that suitcase. There was only one such suitcase in her family, and her father would only take it out for use when he was on a business trip. She cherished it and treated it with great care. She would always hold it in her arms when riding in a car, unlike Jiang Tingxia who just threw it under the bed.

Just from this simple detail, Zhao Fang could tell that Jiang Tingxia's family conditions must be good, or better than hers.

She dressed differently from everyone else, and her every move was different. Even though Zhao Fang's family conditions were okay, with her parents being small leaders in the factory, she was not as unsophisticated as the girls from the country who shared the same dormitory with her. However, she was still not as good as Jiang Tingxia. Her original sense of superiority was completely gone in front of Jiang Tingxia, which made her look a little inferior.

So Zhao Fang had some dark guesses about Jiang Tingxia. What was Jiang Tingxia thinking when she looked at her? Was she laughing at her in her heart, just like she did when she looked at those country girls? Was she looking down on them from a high position, just like she was?

However, Zhao Fang changed his mind and became proud again.

What's the use of having a good family background? What's the use of her being good-looking? Zhao Fang relied on her own ability to get into the art troupe. Unlike her, a vase that got in through the backdoor, what's the good of being proud in front of her?

If Jiang Tingxia had any self-awareness, he should have kept a low profile in front of her.