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

Jiang Tingxia just collapsed on the bed, his body was very tired and his mind was empty. At this time, Zhou Yingying came over.

She reminded: "You can't just lie down like this, you have to get up and walk around."

Jiang Tingxia looked very weak, and her voice was weak, "I really don't have the strength."

Zhou Yingying looked worried, "If you just lie down like this, your legs will hurt so much tomorrow that you won't be able to walk."

"I'll hold you while you move around outside and then massage your legs."

Jiang Tingxia knew that what Zhou Yingying said was right, so she held her breath and sat up.

Zhou Yingying helped her walk out of the dormitory. They didn't have to walk very far, just some simple exercises in the corridor outside the dormitory.

Jiang Tingxia thanked Zhou Yingying, but Zhou Yingying felt a little embarrassed.

"You don't have to thank me. It's actually me who got you into trouble. If I hadn't been late that day and Zhao Fang hadn't been upset and bothered me, then none of the things that happened later would have happened."

"That day you said you were a specially hired music arranger for the art troupe, and I knew you were different from me. But because of my presence, they didn't believe you. It was my problem."

Jiang Tingxia said calmly: "It's Zhao Fang and the others who are unreasonable."

Zhou Yingying was a little depressed. "I have problems too. Actually, I was... really pushed into the art troupe by my father."

Jiang Tingxia didn't react.

Zhou Yingying looked at her, the smile on her face uglier than crying, "If you knew, you would find me annoying too, right?"

Jiang Tingxia thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't feel anything."

Seeing how Zhao Fang and the others reacted so strongly to Zhou Yingying's matter, Jiang Tingxia herself felt nothing at all and was not as annoyed with Zhou Yingying as the others.

Jiang Tingxia was thinking, maybe her moral standards were lower? But the next second Jiang Tingxia felt that she was just worrying too much. Zhao Fang's character was much better than hers. She would not form a small group to oppress others, and she would not use those shameful means. Compared with such a person, Jiang Tingxia felt that she was too kind.

Zhou Yingying heaved a sigh of relief when she heard Jiang Tingxia say this. At least there was still someone here, even if it was just one person, who was still willing to talk to her.

She supported Jiang Tingxia and walked slowly, talking about her own things, "My father sent me to the art troupe, but I didn't want to. I like dancing and want to go to Kyoto to be an actor and make movies. But my father didn't like it and thought it was just fooling around. My grandparents didn't want me to be too far away from home, so I was sent here by my father."

Zhou Yingying was very disappointed, "I didn't run away on the day of reporting."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingxia thought, no wonder Zhou Yingying came only at night on the day of reporting, it turned out that she tried to escape but failed.

Usually, she doesn't meet anyone who is willing to listen to her, Zhou Yingying kept talking to Jiang Tingxia;

"My family members are all in the military, and they just want me to join the army. My father said that if I feel the atmosphere of the military camp, I will fall in love with it," Zhou Yingying sighed, "Everyone in the family has to listen to my father."

"I can't escape from his clutches."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingxia suddenly felt that she and Zhou Yingying shared the same suffering, so she couldn't help but mutter, "They don't understand anything, but they all like to meddle in other people's business."

Zhou Yingying smiled when she heard Jiang Tingxia say this. Everyone at home and outside told her to be obedient and no one spoke for her. However, Jiang Tingxia's words were on her side.

"You're right, they all..."

"Wait," Zhou Yingying noticed something was wrong and asked Jiang Tingxia, "What did you say about them?"

"Were you also forced to come to the camp by your father? But aren't you a teacher in the art troupe?"

Jiang Tingxia held his chest and said, "Yes, the teacher doesn't need to come."

Zhou Yingying looked at Jiang Tingxia with sympathy in her eyes, "We are both in this world, and it seems that you also have a dictatorial father."

Jiang Tingxia thought that there was indeed a dictatorial man behind her, but Li Changpu was not her father, but her husband.

But at this moment, she didn't want to introduce his identity. It was Li Changpu himself who said that they had no relationship in public.

……

Today's training task is weighted running training in the playground. Running alone is tiring enough, and now Jiang Tingxia has to carry a backpack weighing more than ten kilograms.

Seeing that the others were almost at the finish line, Jiang Tingxia fell far behind. Zhou Yingying wanted to pull Jiang Tingxia up, but was frightened by Instructor Xie, who was following behind Jiang Tingxia with a fierce look on his face, so she dared not move. Jiang Tingxia gasped and told Zhou Yingying to run on her own and not to worry about her.

Jiang Tingxia even wanted to tell the instructor that she really couldn't run anymore, but Xie Youheng's eyes reminded her of the lecture that day. His eyes swept over her and he said, cowards can get out of here.

Just to avoid being pointed at and called a coward, Jiang Tingxia held her breath and ran the entire course. However, when she finally reached the finish line, the result was obvious.

It’s so bad. It can’t be any worse.

Zhao Fang was still laughing at her joke, "Jiang Tingxia, we have been waiting for you for a long time, and the turtle should be here soon."

She pointed at the breathless Jiang Tingxia and said exaggeratedly: "You run so slowly and you are still so tired."

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Zhao Fang said with a smile: "Jiang Tingxia, this is your strength! Go home as soon as possible!"

Xie Youheng walked over. Everyone was afraid of Instructor Xie. When they saw him, those who were laughing just now immediately fell silent.

He glanced at everyone with a stern look, and Zhao Fang and her yes-men all shut their mouths and lowered their heads.

Xie Youheng glanced at Jiang Tingxia's wet hair and chapped lips, with a puzzled expression on his face.

He just saw that Jiang Tingxia's physical condition really couldn't hold on any longer, and he thought that in the next second, this delicate girl would voluntarily give up the training task.

However, health is important, and he is not such an unreasonable person. Xie Youheng has made preparations. When Jiang Tingxia asks for a rest, he will approve it. But he didn't expect that she ran the whole course without saying a word.

Somehow, Xie Youheng suddenly felt guilty for his random speculations and contempt for Jiang Tingxia.

……

At night, Zhou Yingying didn't see Jiang Tingxia and felt a little worried. During the day, Zhao Fang and the others made fun of Jiang Tingxia but Jiang Tingxia didn't say a word. Could it be that he was upset by something?

Afraid that something might have happened to Jiang Tingxia, Zhou Yingying hurried out to look for her.

It was drizzling outside. At the training ground, Zhou Yingying saw Jiang Tingxia. She only had a piece of clothing on her head and was running in the rain.

Although it is a light drizzle, it is not comfortable to be wet on people.

Round and round, Jiang Tingxia was the only one left in the empty training ground.

Zhou Yingying walked forward with an umbrella, "Tingxia, it's raining, what are you doing here alone?"

Jiang Tingxia didn't stop, "I'm running."

Seeing Jiang Tingxia like this, Zhou Yingying advised: "Tingxia, don't take what Zhao Fang and the others said to heart. Don't be sad. Let's go back. We will get sick if we get caught in the rain."

Jiang Tingxia stopped walking, looking relaxed and not sad at all, "I'm not sad, I'm practicing."