12dz Chapter 438: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
Chapter 438: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
Since the wedding in Jingshi was scheduled for the week after next, Wen Yang and Cheng Zheng stayed in the village for a few more days after the Chinese wedding banquet in the village.
After all, after returning to Beijing, there are very few opportunities to spend some time at my mother's house in such a leisurely and comfortable manner.
But no matter what, the day of separation will always come.
So after staying in the village for a week, Wen Yang and Cheng Zheng said goodbye to everyone in the village and got on a car back to Beijing.
Another week passed, and the wedding in Jing City was held as scheduled. It was a grand ceremony, and all of Cheng Zheng's connections in Jing City came.
Some people heard privately that Cheng Zheng's bride was a girl from a small place, so they subconsciously thought she was a village girl, and privately lamented that there might be something wrong with Cheng Zheng's vision.
They judged Wen Yang, whom they had never met, with their narrow vision and prejudice. In their imagination, a girl from a small place should be the kind who dressed in rustic clothes and was timid.
Unexpectedly, after seeing Wen Yang in person at the wedding banquet in Beijing, they realized that they were short-sighted.
How could the bride be a country girl? She was so beautiful that she looked like a fashion model straight out of a magazine.
The hem of her white wedding dress was as gorgeous as a fluffy cloud, while the upper body was a simple and slim design, outlining her slim figure to the fullest. Every line fit her body curve perfectly, making her look elegant and graceful.
The makeup on her face is not heavy, but it makes her look delicate and bright. It can be seen that she is naturally good-looking and is definitely not a vulgar character created by makeup.
Coupled with that confident, generous and bright smile, her slightly upturned red lips looked like delicate and tempting rose petals. As soon as she appeared on the stage, everyone's attention was involuntarily focused on her face, and they were intoxicated by her beautiful charm.
Moreover, at the wedding, Cheng Zheng's tender and affectionate eyes and meticulous love for the bride also showed that this bride was definitely not someone they could easily look down upon.
Besides, they still need to rely on Mr. Cheng in some aspects of their business.
Anyone who is not a fool will know that Mr. Cheng and Mr. Cheng’s lover must not be offended.
Seeing that Wen Yang was not the stereotypical village girl, some ladies who came to the wedding banquet also took the opportunity to exchange a few words with Wen Yang at the wedding banquet. After the communication, they were surprised to find that Wen Yang was not the kind of vase who was unable to respond, had an empty head and had never seen the world.
On the contrary, Wen Yang has a wide range of knowledge and has his own unique insights into many things. Realizing this, the ladies who talked to him developed a certain degree of admiration for Wen Yang.
After the wedding banquet was successfully concluded and the guests were sent away, Cheng Zheng and Wen Yang were finally driven back to the small villa by Zhou Jun.
There was no one at home at the moment, it was quiet, with only a dim light in the living room emitting a long glow.
As soon as he entered the door, Wen Yang leaned against Cheng Zheng's chest and exhaled softly.
Cheng Zheng took Wen Yang's shoulder and said softly with his eyes downcast: "Wife, you have worked hard today."
Wen Yang raised her head in Cheng Zheng's arms, "Hubby, you've worked hard too."
"I'm not working hard."
As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of Cheng Zheng's mouth rose slightly. Then, his hand, which was originally on Wen Yang's shoulder, slid to his waist. He leaned over slightly, and his other hand passed through Wen Yang's knee. With a little force, he hugged Wen Yang by the waist.
Wen Yang exclaimed and subconsciously put his hands around Cheng Zheng's neck.
"what are you doing?!"
Cheng Zheng looked at Wen Yang in his arms, who looked a little panicked, and said in a low, teasing voice, "We just had our wedding today, so it's also a wedding. Honey, what do you think we should do on our wedding night?"
Wen Yang blushed when she heard this. She buried her head in Cheng Zheng's neck, not daring to look him in the eye. She said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's whisper, "You only know how to bully me."
Hearing this, Cheng Zheng laughed softly. His deep and magnetic voice coupled with his handsome face that could not be obscured even by the dim light made him look like a seductive male demon in the night.
He carried Wen Yang and slowly walked up to the second floor, chuckling as he walked: "How can you call what we are going to do on our wedding night bullying? It's clearly all the love I pour into my wife."
When Wen Yang heard Cheng Zheng use the word "pour", her mind immediately associated with the image of something being injected. Her face, buried in Cheng Zheng's neck, instantly turned red, and the blush even spread from her cheeks to her neck, and the skin on her body became slightly hot.
Cheng Zheng felt the rising heat of the person in his arms, smiled, and without saying anything else, he held Wen Yang steadily and went up to the door of the room on the second floor.
Because he is married now, he asked Aunt Li to transform his original room into a new bedroom for two.
After pushing the door open, everything you see is the festive red color. The bed sheet is specially decorated with a heart-shaped pattern made of red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds. Even the pillowcase is embroidered with a pair of very delicate mandarin ducks embracing each other.
The air seemed to be filled with the sweet scent of a newlywed couple.
Cheng Zheng was about to put Wen Yang on the bed when he felt a tightness around his neck. The person who had just been too embarrassed to look up in his arms now raised her head and said hurriedly, "You haven't showered yet!"
Cheng Zheng was stunned at first, then he raised the corner of his mouth and said softly: "My wife is right, let's go take a shower first."
Although he said so, Cheng Zheng had no intention of letting her go.
His arms were like a sturdy fence, still holding her firmly in his embrace.
Wen Yang struggled for a moment, then blushed and said, "Didn't you say you were going to take a shower? Why don't you put me down?"
Cheng Zheng didn't answer, but a wicked smile appeared on his lips. He didn't put her down until he brought her to the bathroom in the house.
Just when Wen Yang thought she was free, the next second, she was "banged" against the smooth wall of the bathroom by Cheng Zheng's outstretched arms.
She was tightly trapped in the small space in his arms.
"Get out quickly! I want to take a shower!" Wen Yang's face flushed, and she raised her hand to push Cheng Zheng's arm. However, even though she used a lot of strength, Cheng Zheng's arms remained motionless, like two hard stone pillars.
Cheng Zheng lowered his head slightly, and the distance between the two was instantly shortened, with the tips of their noses almost touching.
"Wife, can't we take a bath together?"
Cheng Zheng's tone was low and ambiguous, and every word seemed to carry a hint of seductive electricity.
The warm air he exhaled while speaking brushed against her face, bringing a tingling sensation that made her subconsciously close her eyes tightly.
Seeing that Wen Yang didn't dare to open her eyes, Cheng Zheng's smile deepened. He leaned close to Wen Yang's ear and spoke in an intimate and ambiguous tone, "Don't worry, honey. I will help you wash it clean."
Without waiting for Wen Yang's reaction, Cheng Zheng raised his hand and turned the knob that controlled the shower head in the bathroom...