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

In fact, Zhao Fang paid the bulk of the money. Her family was well-off, and she was the only one who could be so wealthy as to solve the problem with money.

Jiang Tingxia didn't move, "What do you mean by giving me money?"

Seeing Jiang Tingxia's coldness, Wang Mei took the money, her palms sweating nervously, "Teacher Jiang, we don't mean any other thing. This money is because you injured your leg, and we all pooled our money to pay a visit to you."

Jiang Tingxia said "oh" and looked at Zhao Fang who was standing behind the crowd. He said meaningfully, "You guys paid such a large sum of money. If someone didn't know, they would think that my leg injury had something to do with you."

Zhao Fang's heart trembled and she lowered her head even lower.

Wang Mei quickly said, "It has nothing to do with us. We don't know why Xu Yunyun did this. However, the matter has been investigated and the notice has been posted. It was Xu Yunyun who caused you to be injured. She has been fired."

Li Man also said, "Yes, it really has nothing to do with us. Who dares to get involved in such a life-threatening matter? I don't know what medicine Xu Yunyun took wrongly. She actually did such a small trick in public. Now she is fired. Her life is ruined."

"Teacher Jiang, if you want to blame someone, just blame her. It's all her fault. But then again, she has already been punished. The last time we saw her, her eyes were swollen from crying. I think she knows she was wrong."

Jiang Tingxia looked at the panicked looks of the people in front of her. It seemed that they really thought that it was Xu Yunyun who pushed her, but she just couldn't believe it. The person who had such a deep grudge against her that he would risk being fired to attack her should be Zhao Fang, not Xu Yunyun, who followed Zhao Fang and seemed to have no opinion of her own.

Perhaps this was just a conspiracy between Zhao Fang and Xu Yunyun. After all, the more people knew about it, the easier it would be to be discovered.

Jiang Tingxia didn't say anything else and stood up to leave.

Wang Mei took the money and was about to hand it to Jiang Tingxia, "Teacher Jiang."

She gritted her teeth and said, "This assessment is really important to us. Can you please show some mercy?"

Jiang Tingxia understood that these people were afraid that she would "take revenge" and deliberately blocked their places because of the previous grudge.

Jiang Tingxia did not take the money, but just said: "I am fair in my work, you just need to speak with your strength."

She glanced at the money in Wang Mei's hand and said, "You don't have to give me this. If my legs have nothing to do with you, you can just be frank."

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"What! You're moving to the dorms!"

Li Changpu's mind suddenly went blank and his tone was extremely shocked.

Jiang Tingxia was packing her luggage and said without even looking up, "Yes."

"I'm very busy at work, and living in the dormitory can save me a lot of time."

Li Changpu was unwilling, so she walked over to Jiang Tingxia, took the clothes from her hands, and stopped her from packing her luggage.

"Still being upset with me."

He said, "I've been sleeping in the living room these days, and I've tried my best not to make you angry in front of you. Why do you still want to move out?"

Jiang Tingxia refused to admit that she was quarreling with Li Changpu. She reached out and took another piece of clothing and slowly folded it. "It's not a quarrel. I just decided to move to the dormitory because I'm busy with work."

Li Changpu rubbed his face with his big palm, and hurriedly circled Jiang Tingxia, very anxious and helpless, "You still have a wound on your leg, who will take care of you in the dormitory?"

Jiang Tingxia curled her lips, "Why? I can't take care of myself without you. Are you that important?"

Li Changpu choked for a moment, and then heard Jiang Tingxia say: "Besides, I have lived in the training base for a long time, and I found that living in the dormitory is also quite good."

Jiang Tingxia had to move to the dormitory because of work needs, but she would never give up the opportunity to stab him once, and would bring up the matter whenever she got the chance.

Jiang Tingxia put clothes into the suitcase one by one, looking expectant. "After getting married, I forgot what it was like to be single. After this experience, I found that living alone is much quieter."

She said so, and she also said it wasn't a quarrel.

Li Changpu knew Jiang Tingxia's temper very well. She was still angry with him because he sent her to the base.

But facing Jiang Tingxia who refused to calm down, even though Li Changpu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, he had no way to deal with her.

Jiang Tingxia still carried the suitcase to the dormitory. She had made up her mind. Li Changpu could not persuade her or coax her. Seeing her limping with the suitcase, all he could do was take the suitcase from Jiang Tingxia and personally send her to the dormitory.

She is just being stubborn, Li Changpu thought.

It's just a quarrel.

The dormitory that the art troupe arranged for Jiang Tingxia was a single room. It was quite spacious, but it looked like no one had lived there for a long time. There was a lot of dust, and the tables and chairs were piled together, making it look quite messy.

Li Changpu held the suitcase and refused to put it down. He looked at Jiang Tingxia and hesitated to speak. Finally, he said, "It's not a good place to live. You should come back with me."

Jiang Tingxia walked back a few steps and stood outside the door, waving her hand to avoid the flying dust in the room. "You can leave after you put down your suitcase. The group said they have arranged someone to come and pack it up."

She smelled the dampness in the room and coughed twice uncomfortably, wondering, "But it's already this late, why hasn't the person who cleans the house come yet?"

Seeing Jiang Tingxia's attitude, it was impossible to persuade her to go home. Li Changpu sighed, put the suitcase outside the house, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the broom in the corner and started cleaning up.

"Hey," Jiang Tingxia called him, "We don't need you, go back."

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia, "Why do you need others to do your job?"

The cold face of the past looked a little depressed for some reason. "Forget it, since you won't come back with me anyway, I'll just clean this up quickly."

She packed up early and moved in early. She didn't know how long she would have to wait outside the house. Besides, he didn't trust others to deal with Jiang Tingxia's affairs, so he decided to do it himself.

Li Changpu cleaned up the room quickly. The room was already full of dust. Jiang Tingxia saw it, bent down, moved the suitcase aside, opened the suitcase and took out two towels from it.

Jiang Tingxia walked over with a towel, but did not enter the house. He just stood outside the house, and coughed twice because of the dust. Li Changpu saw this and stopped what he was doing, "Go away, there is too much dust."

Jiang Tingxia covered her nose and stretched out her arm, "Here."

Seeing the two fluffy pink towels in her hands, Li Changpu looked puzzled.

Jiang Tingxia shook the towel in her hand, looked at the rough-as-nails man in front of her, and said helplessly, "Don't you mind the dust?"

"One to cover your mouth and nose, and one to wear on your head, otherwise your head will be covered with dirt."

Seeing that Jiang Tingxia cared about him, Li Changpu suddenly smiled. He walked a few steps towards the door, stood in front of Jiang Tingxia, and lowered his head.

What he meant was that he wanted Jiang Tingxia to put the towel on him.

Jiang Tingxia naturally reached out her hand and patted the top of his head first, with a look of disgust on her face, "It's all dusty, don't you know how to be more careful."

She dusted him off with the towel again.

There was warmth in Li Changpu's voice, "Don't waste your energy, you'll still be covered in dirt in a little while."

I couldn't see his expression, but I could hear his joy in his voice. He added, "Why don't you wait until I finish cleaning the house before you do it for me?"

Jiang Tingxia stopped brushing the dust off him. Li Changpu bent over and lowered his head, just the height that Jiang Tingxia could reach with just a raise of his hand. Jiang Tingxia covered his head with a towel, then asked him to raise his head and helped him cover his mouth and nose with the towel.

A pair of slender, white, smooth hands with fingers that had never touched water tied a towel behind Li Changpu's head. Jiang Tingxia couldn't help but remind him, "It's bad for your health to breathe dust into your lungs. You should be careful in the future and don't be so casual."

Compared to the disappointment he had just felt because Jiang Tingxia was moving to the dormitory, Li Changpu now felt warm in his heart. After all, his wife was still somewhat gentle to him, and it would only be a matter of time before he could coax her back.

With hope, Li Changpu worked more energetically.

After all, he was a person who often tidied his room, so after a few hours, Li Changpu cleaned the dormitory spotlessly and repaired the stools and tables with broken legs. For the sake of safety and privacy, he checked the windows and door locks, and then covered the glass on the door with old newspapers.

The bed in this dormitory was an iron frame bunk bed. Li Changpu made the lower bunk and patted it, "It's ready."

"Come and sit."

Jiang Tingxia got up from the stool and sat on the bed, looking very satisfied.

She glanced at Li Changpu and asked, "Is everything packed?"

Li Changpu looked around and said with satisfaction, "Okay."

After Li Changpu finished answering, he was about to sit down next to Jiang Tingxia when he heard Jiang Tingxia say, "There's nothing to do here, you can go back."

"Oh."

The movement to sit down froze. Li Changpu didn't want to be separated from Jiang Tingxia so soon. He spoke slowly, "Then I will."

"gone back?"

In response to Li Changpu's question with ulterior motives, Jiang Tingxia just pretended not to know and nodded, "Well, let's go back."

Seeing that she didn't miss him at all, but looked around her new home with sparkling eyes, looking very excited and curious, Li Changpu felt helpless and rubbed the back of her neck with his big hand.

Jiang Tingxia looked at him and said, "It's already dark and you haven't gone home yet. There are children at home."

Faced with Jiang Tingxia's urging, Li Changpu sighed.

She adapted quickly.

Li Changpu picked up the clothes on the side and put them on, buttoning them slowly, but he didn't want to lift his legs and walk away.

Jiang Tingxia had gone for training before and had been away for half a month, so he was reluctant to let her go.

When he likes the lonely days of sleeping alone in a bed, he can't fall asleep with his own pillow and can't fall asleep no matter how much he tosses and turns.

He also wanted to sleep hugging his sweet and soft wife, but he didn't expect that because of this trivial matter, Jiang Tingxia negotiated with him, and he refused to agree to her conditions and slept alone in the living room. Then the couple lived apart for more than half a month. Jiang Tingxia finally came back, and he slept on the hard floor outside the bedroom again. The two hadn't hugged each other affectionately or said a few words for a long time, but no matter what, at least they could still see each other.

Now Jiang Tingxia has moved out and moved into the dormitory of the art troupe, and no one can see him anymore.

Li Changpu felt depressed.