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Chapter 355 Jiang Chunhe will hate him to death!

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Before Jiang Qingchi finished speaking, several female students around the corner pointed at Shen Chaosheng and said with righteous indignation: "It was the teacher's husband who knocked Teacher Han down, we all saw it!"

"It's okay, I don't think Mr. Shen did it on purpose." Han Yumu covered his knees, and another physical education teacher helped him up.

"Obviously you made a fake move and fell!" Jiang Qingchi shouted angrily.

He did a good feint, so in the eyes of the students, it was like being knocked down by someone.

The students don't know the way.

But Jiang Qingchi understood.

Jiang Chunhe didn't know how to do it either, she looked at Han Yumu, then at Shen Chaosheng who was thinking something with deep eyes, she was a little confused, "So whose fault is it?"

"It was this man who knocked Teacher Xiao Han down!" The students outside shouted louder, all defending Han Yumu.

After all, they only believe what they see with their own eyes!
"Children, I'm fine, and he didn't do it on purpose!" Han Yumu smiled and turned to comfort the students, as if he didn't care about the injury.

"No, he should apologize to Teacher Xiao Han!"

"Yes, you have to apologize for doing something wrong!"

"Won't an adult apologize?!"

"C,,,"

Jiang Qingchi, who has a bad temper, lost the basketball without saying a word, rolled up his sleeves, and made a gesture to grab Han Yumu's collar.

But Shen Chaosheng stopped it in time.

Jiang Chunhe stood aside: "Why don't you apologize to Han Yumu!"

After all, she didn't see anything, and more importantly, if she was blamed for this matter, Shen Chaosheng would also be affected.

Shen Chaosheng's smile floated in the corner of his eyes, but ended in his eyes.

He looked at Han Yumu, pursed his lips, and his attitude was gentle.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I didn't mean it, can you forgive me?"

"It's okay, I'm not angry, Mr. Jiang, don't be angry!" Han Yumu looked at Jiang Chunhe with a smile.

Jiang Qingchi: "..."

I met the male Bailian!

This made Jiang Qingchi furious, God knows what he hates the most is the male Bailian!
Using fragility to win a woman's sympathy, Jiang Qingchi also experienced this kind of person when he was chasing his wife before!

"Very good! Your name is Han Yumu, right?" Jiang Qingchi's eyes turned frosty, he pointed at the poor Han Yumu, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, "Okay, I remember you."

Han Yumu didn't take it seriously, he was helped by the physical education teacher to the infirmary.

"Chun'er, brother-in-law, let's go." Jiang Qingchi spun a basketball in his hand, walking in front with arrogance.

Jiang Chunhe sighed, "If you don't play basketball, you'll be fine, it's really hard."

Shen Chaosheng: "Do you think I hit him?"

"If you say no, I will believe it."

"I haven't." Shen Chaosheng said.

"Okay! Then I believe you." Jiang Chunhe replied simply.

……

But Han Yumu was injured, and Jiang Chunhe had a knot in his heart after all.

The next day, Han Yumu invited Jiang Chunhe over for dinner with some teachers, and Jiang Chunhe agreed.

She took the initiative to pour a cup of tea, took the initiative to respect Han Yumu, and said sorry.

Han Yumu smiled, "It's okay, I'm very tolerant, the doctor said my leg will be healed soon."

"That's good!"

Jiang Chunhe felt relieved.

The teachers finished their meal and said they were going to sing, but Jiang Chunhe hurriedly waved his hands and said no.

"My husband said he would pick me up later, you guys go, I won't go!"

"Go, Teacher Xiaojiang, it's boring without you."

Han Yumu watched Jiang Chunhe, and quietly moved his injured leg.

Jiang Chunhe looked at his leg wrapped in plaster, thought for a while, nodded and said yes!

When we arrived at the KTV, we opened a middle bag. Han Yumu ordered a couple's duet song, and handed one of the microphones to Jiang Chunhe.

Originally, this song was sung by Jiang Chun and the same female teacher.

When the chorus part was sung, Han Yumu suddenly took over the microphone and sang duet with Jiang Chunhe.

Han Yumu sings well. He used to learn vocal music, but he taught Chinese by mistake, and even became a class teacher.

After finishing one song, the rest applauded, saying that Han Yumu sang well.

Han Yumu supported Jiang Chunhe with both hands, "Mr. Xiao Jiang sings well, and I sing so-so."

Jiang Chunhe was a little embarrassed, she didn't want to sing love songs with other men.

She raised her wrist to look at her watch.

"My husband is about to leave work, you guys sing!"

"Mr. Xiaojiang, your husband is very strict with you." One of the teachers complained.

"Yeah, Teacher Xiao Jiang's temper doesn't seem to be controlled by others."

Jiang Chunhe didn't like being controlled at first.

However, she was abducted by human traffickers, so she was extra careful in doing things. She had three chapters with Shen Chaosheng, and she was not allowed to travel alone, and she should return home no later than six o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Chunhe didn't want to miss the appointment.

Just thinking about it, the phone rang.

It was Jiang Chunhe's cell phone, and it was Shen Chaosheng calling.

Jiang Chunhe wanted to answer the phone, but he picked it up with one hand before her.

Han Yumu cleared his throat: "Hi, I'm Teacher Xiao Jiang's colleague, Han Yumu."

The other end of the phone paused for two seconds, the magnetic voice was low and cold, "What's the matter?"

Listening to this voice, Han Yumu somehow didn't look like Shen Chaosheng, but he didn't think about it.

"Mr. Xiaojiang is singing with us. She is having a good time now, and it is not convenient to answer the phone. Although you are her husband, a wife has her own freedom. You cannot restrict her right to make friends. After the party, I will Send Teacher Xiao Jiang back safely, is that okay?"

The voice on the other end of the phone asked lightly, "Is it finished?"

Ok?
This man must be too aloof, he didn't say more than three words the whole time.

Even through the receiver, Han Yumu could feel a sense of oppression.

"Well, it's over, it's nothing, I'll hang up the phone."

"Give Jiang Chunhe the phone."

Han Yumu glanced at Jiang Chunhe.

Jiang Chunhe, who had been impatient for a long time, quickly grabbed the phone.

"Don't get me wrong, he took my mobile phone on his own initiative!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was tense, word by word: "Get back to me within 10 minutes."

Jiang Chunhe: "..."

hang up the phone.

"What's the matter, what did your husband say?" Li Jiangchun and a female teacher closest to her came over and asked curiously.

Jiang Chunhe sighed, stood up and pointed at Han Yumu.

"I really want to hate you! Why do you answer my phone call!"

"But Teacher Xiao Han is right, you really have no human rights." One person echoed.

"That's right, Teacher Xiao Han is quite right." Another person echoed.

Jiang Chunhe was not brainwashed by their words, but stomped his feet angrily, and continued to point at Han Yumu viciously.

"Do you know that it's my dad who answers the phone!"

Han Yumu: "..."

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

Jiang Chunhe didn't have time to explain, so he ran out with his bag.

(End of this chapter)