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

Jiang Tingxia heard Li Changpu say that he had just left because he was pushed down by someone. She felt a little better because she didn't see him when she woke up, but she was still unwilling to show a good face to him.

Li Changpu was sitting at the end of the bed. He was leaning over and staring at the wound on her leg. Jiang Tingxia glanced at him sideways, "How's the matter going? Have you found out?"

Seeing that Jiang Tingxia was finally willing to talk to him, Li Changpu didn't care about the coldness in her words and was immediately very excited, "Yes."

He told Jiang Tingxia everything that had just happened. "That girl named Xu Yunyun admitted that she pushed you on purpose and caused you to fall off the ladder."

In order to allow her second sister to continue working in Zhao Fang's father's factory, Xu Yunyun admitted everything. Although Xie Youheng could see that there was something else fishy about the matter, no matter how they asked, Xu Yunyun refused to give in.

As a result, the clues of this matter were cut off when it came to Xu Yunyun.

Regarding the final decision, Li Changpu's tone was a little vague when he faced Jiang Tingxia. He said, "Xu Yunyun was expelled from the art troupe."

Hearing the outcome, Jiang Tingxia snorted, "Xu Yunyun!"

She knew very well that Xu Yunyun was against her and always acted according to Zhao Fang's orders. This time on the ladder, her little moves against her must have been instigated by Zhao Fang.

"This is not something she would do. She is not doing this out of boredom. After all, she is just Zhao Fang's lackey, and she can be attacked wherever she is told."

Li Changpu paused and said, "Xu Yunyun insisted that it had nothing to do with Zhao Fang."

He felt very guilty when he said this, and his eyes flickered when he looked at Jiang Tingxia. "There is no evidence, so there is no way to investigate further."

Jiang Tingxia also knew that all this was just her guess and could not be considered as evidence, so this was the only way things could be.

She didn't say anything, just groaned in frustration, thinking to herself, I don't know how I have offended this Zhao Fang, she always bites me like a mad dog.

But she was really good at making friends. The silly Xu Yunyun was really nice to her. He would rather be expelled from the art troupe than take the blame for her and put all the blame on himself. Zhao Fang covered it up like this.

Li Changpu saw that Jiang Tingxia looked unhappy and had an awkward expression on his face. "I heard everything Xie Youheng said about you during this period."

"You should have told me from the beginning."

Jiang Tingxia rolled her eyes at him. "Looking for you? Asking you for any special care?"

After all, she still couldn't forgive him for sending her away so forcefully. Jiang Tingxia was still a little angry and said deliberately, "I wouldn't dare to do that."

Hearing Jiang Tingxia's thorny words, Li Changpu's eyes darkened, and the smile on his face became very forced, "I didn't handle this matter well, and you suffered."

He frowned and the bones on the side of his face moved with an unconcealable anger. This kind of thing should never happen in the base.

"Zhao Fang and her friends formed a small group and caused trouble many times. They were all given serious demerits. Instructor Xie Youheng also had problems. He was given a verbal warning and was punished by writing a self-criticism and submitting it."

Thinking of the instructor who was always serious and so authoritative in front of them that no one was allowed to offend, Jiang Tingxia suddenly felt a little funny, "Let Instructor Xie write a self-criticism."

Jiang Tingxia had a sly look in her eyes and chuckled.

Jiang Tingxia has been angry with him for more than half a month, and Li Changpu hasn't seen her with such an expression in a long time.

"What's wrong, Instructor Xie? You look quite happy?"

Thinking of Xie Youheng sitting in front of the lamp, unable to sleep late at night, rubbing his eyes while writing a self-criticism, Jiang Tingxia smiled, "He used to punish me to write self-criticisms, and he would make me write several thousand words at any time. My hands were cramping from writing so much. Now he writes it himself."

Although she smiled for the first time in a long time, Jiang Tingxia did not even look at him when he said these words. She seemed to be completely immersed in her own world and excluded him.

Li Changpu pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable, and his heart was filled with bitterness. Not long ago, they were so good.

"Listen to Xia."

Li Changpu called her name to draw her attention back.

"I have neglected you these days. I didn't know so many things happened. The last time I saw you in the hospital, I didn't notice anything was wrong with you. I didn't take good care of you."

"I was thinking on the way back just now that you have your reasons for not wanting to go to the base. It's not a suitable place for you. I didn't think it through when I made this decision. It was too hasty."

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia, his eyes gleaming with tiny lights, "But, just because I didn't have bad intentions," he swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down nervously, and asked tentatively, "Will you forgive me this time?"

After hearing this, Jiang Tingxia was furious. She tried to move her body and sit up, but she pulled the wound that was already aching. She immediately closed her eyes and screamed.

"what!"

Li Changpu saw that she had pulled the wound, and quickly reached out to protect it, but he didn't dare to touch her horrible wound, and was quite flustered, "Be gentle, be gentle."

Jiang Tingxia felt a little relieved from the pain in his wound, so he yelled at Li Changpu, "You're asking me to forgive you now?"

She opened her mouth slightly and pointed at Li Changpu, "You stinky wood, how could I forget that you are as cunning and bad as a fox."

"Now the training is over, I've suffered so much, and my legs are still like this. Not only is it painful, but I can't move at all, and there will be scars left. I'm so miserable. You're just saying you were wrong now, what's the point!"

Seeing Jiang Tingxia was emotional, Li Changpu wanted to comfort her, but he didn't dare to touch her, for fear that she would not agree and would tear her wounds in the struggle. Li Changpu could only stand aside with his hands in the air, "Listen to me."

"I was worried that you wouldn't be able to protect yourself because of the incident with Yang Jinfeng. I wanted to help you get stronger and I wanted to give you some basic training. But you didn't cooperate with me, and I couldn't be too strict with you. It just so happened that the art troupe wanted to send students for training, so I thought about asking you to go too."

Jiang Tingxia stared at Li Changpu with eyes wide open, "When did I ever say I wanted to keep fit? It was all your idea."

Li Changpu nodded, admitting it. He then explained himself, "I want you to be able to protect yourself and not get hurt if you encounter any danger."

Jiang Tingxia picked up a pillow nearby and threw it at him, "Can I protect myself?"

She questioned Li Changpu, "Then what do I want you to do?"

Li Changpu caught the light pillow and explained, "There will always be a time when we are separated, a time when I can't take care of you, and it is safer to rely on yourself."

"You only have your own body. Your health is your own. What you learn is your own. Tingxia, do you understand my heart?"

Li Changpu smiled and said, "Look, you did it today at the training ground."

Jiang Tingxia's mood didn't improve at all when she heard Li Changpu talking about the training ground. Instead, she became even more annoyed, and a blush appeared on her face.

"You're still talking about that! Am I not embarrassed enough? I've never tried to be the last one in my life."

Jiang Tingxia pointed at Li Changpu's nose and said, "It's all thanks to you."

Li Changpu quickly said, "Where is it embarrassing? I watched the whole thing, and your performance today was the best. I am proud of you."

Jiang Tingxia didn't want to listen to him, "Stop saying these high-sounding words. It's me who's losing face anyway."

After quarreling with Li Changpu for a few words, Jiang Tingxia was so angry that she had difficulty breathing. She lowered her head to look for something, but there was no usable "weapon" at hand to hit Li Changpu.

"Good good."

Jiang Tingxia pointed at Li Changpu and scolded, "I finally know why you went around in circles. What you just said was your true feelings."

She said, "Okay, if you want to separate, then separate."

Jiang Tingxia was extremely angry and sneered at Li Changpu, "You don't have to think about it every day. Let's just break up now! I'll do as you wish!"

Li Changpu, who was originally sitting at the end of the bed, opened his eyes. His head was stunned by Jiang Tingxia's words. His body immediately leaned towards Jiang Tingxia, his expression and movements showing indescribable anxiety and pain, "I didn't mean that."

"What separation? Stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Tingxia of course knew that what he said about separation was a hypothesis, and she also knew what he meant. Didn’t he just mean that he couldn’t always be with her and couldn’t always be around her?

Logically speaking, Li Changpu was telling the truth. Not to mention husband and wife, even parents and children, close blood relatives, were not tied together to live. But she was angry for no reason.

Jiang Tingxia saw Li Changpu's hand waving in front of her. There was a deep tooth mark on the back of his hand. The wound was very deep and had turned brown. It must be because he was in so much pain when he was treating the wound just now that he couldn't help biting it.

Jiang Tingxia was upset and found a random excuse to scold him.

"Don't wave your hand in front of me."

The person who was bitten was Li Changpu, but it was Jiang Tingxia who was extremely annoyed.

"What? Remind me? Blame me for biting you?"

Li Changpu immediately withdrew his hand, "No, no, no, I didn't mean that."

He put his hand away to cover the wound so that Jiang Tingxia wouldn't see it and get upset.

He comforted her: "I'm not hurt."

Li Changpu knew that Jiang Tingxia was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Even though she was tough on the outside, she cared about him.

Li Changpu was still somewhat happy.

Not wanting Jiang Tingxia to feel sad and ashamed for biting him, Li Changpu smiled and added: "Your biting is like tickling me, it doesn't hurt at all."

Jiang Tingxia sighed when she saw that he didn't argue with her. It was so obvious that she was finding fault with him.

Yes, she did it on purpose. She was upset and felt uncomfortable both physically and mentally, so she deliberately made trouble and acted unreasonably.

But seeing that Li Changpu, the taciturn guy, could only smile at her, Jiang Tingxia felt that she would be at a disadvantage if they continued arguing. She turned over and said angrily, "You get angry just by looking at me."

But when he turned around, he tore the wound, and Jiang Tingxia screamed again.

Seeing her in pain, Li Changpu panicked, and didn't know how to appease the furious Jiang Tingxia. He could only step back and keep a distance from Jiang Tingxia, "Okay, stop torturing yourself."

He stood up and picked up the pillow that Jiang Tingxia had thrown at him just now, and said, "If you don't want to see me, I'll just go out and sleep."

"You are still injured, so don't get angry."

Li Changpu walked out of the door holding his pillow and quilt. He looked back every few steps, hoping that Jiang Tingxia would call him.

But Jiang Tingxia just lay there, not even looking at him. He could only drag his feet and walk out of the door in frustration.

But just as the bedroom door was closed, within a few seconds it was pushed open again with a creaking sound.

Li Changpu didn't come in, but just bent over and poked his head out from the crack of the door. "Don't be angry, I just want to say one word."

Jiang Tingxia said unhappily, "Hurry up and tell me."

Jiang Tingxia still didn't keep him. She really let him go because she didn't want to see him. Li Changpu couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.

I could only force a smile and said, "I'm sleeping outside the door. If you need anything, just call me and I'll come in."

Jiang Tingxia closed his eyes and said calmly, "Oh, turn off the lights when you go out."

After hearing what his wife said, Li Changpu knew that there was no hope for him to go into the house to sleep, so he had to close the door reluctantly.

The door was closed, and Jiang Tingxia opened her eyes. She could see a dark shadow moving on the door.

Li Changpu was making the bed on the floor, and then he just lay down outside the door. Maybe it was because the floor was too hard that he was not sleeping comfortably, but Jiang Tingxia saw him tossing and turning restlessly a few times.

Jiang Tingxia moved her lips but still said nothing. She turned her face to the other side and no longer looked at the door.

I thought to myself, let him be, who cares whether he feels uncomfortable or not.

She hasn't been eating or sleeping well these past few days, but he's acting like nothing happened.

Li Changpu was careful when he went to bed at night, for fear that he would fall into a deep sleep and Jiang Tingxia would not be able to call him if anything happened.

But Jiang Tingxia didn't call him all night. In the morning, just after daybreak, he got up before the children got up and put away the mattress on the ground. Otherwise, Xiaowen and the others would see it. As an elder, he would feel embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.

Li Changpu opened the bedroom door and walked in quietly. He put the mattress and quilt into the closet. When he turned around, he saw the person in the quilt moved.

Li Changpu strode towards the bed, "Did I wake you up?"

That’s not the case. Jiang Tingxia almost fainted from the pain of stitches yesterday. She slept in a daze for most of the day and continued to sleep last night. She was not sleepy at all. In fact, she had woken up long before Li Changpu came in.

Li Changpu walked to the bed and sat down, tucking the quilt for her naturally, "Still want to sleep?"

Jiang Tingxia shook her head and said, "No, I can't sleep."

Li Changpu asked again, "Are you hungry? You didn't eat anything yesterday."

Jiang Tingxia shook her head again. The two were silent for a while. Jiang Tingxia put her arms against the bed and tried to sit up. Li Changpu supported her shoulders and asked, "Why are you getting up?"

"If you have anything to say, just tell me and I'll help you."

Jiang Tingxia rolled her eyes at him, feeling somewhat helpless, "I need to go to the bathroom."

"I can't help you with this," Li Changpu said awkwardly, then stretched out his hand, "Then... I'll help you."

Jiang Tingxia's wound hurt whenever she moved, and she felt even more irritated. All her anger was directed at Li Changpu in front of her. She slapped his hand away and said, "Why are you helping me?"

"What am I going to do when you go to work? Go find a crutch."