Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 400: Saved by a fierce and rough boss

When he reached the door, Wen Yang's eyes were filled with reluctance.

Wen Minfang gently patted the back of Wen Yang's hand and said, "Yangyang, work hard here at Mr. Cheng's and take good care of yourself."

Wen Yang nodded vigorously: "Aunt, Uncle, don't worry."

"Okay, let's go then. Take care." After saying that, Wen Minfang and Yao Xing got into the car with their things.

Looking at the black car driving away, Wen Yang still showed a reluctant expression on his face.

Cheng Zheng took in every expression on Wen Yang's face. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "If you miss your family, you can always ask Zhou Jun to take you back to see them. Even if you want to go back to the village to see your parents, that's fine."

Wen Yang was slightly stunned when she heard Cheng Zheng's words. Then she looked at Cheng Zheng and said, "Forget it. It takes too long to go back. It's really too troublesome."

Moreover, if we let the car drive back to the village, who knows what the villagers will say...

She knew too well the gossip of the villagers, those words of envy or jealousy, which could spread and distort a normal thing beyond recognition.

However, Wen Yang did not express this concern out loud. She just sighed helplessly in her heart.

Seeing Wen Yang's worried look, Cheng Zheng looked at Wen Yang firmly and said in a gentle voice, "You work here with me. If you need anything, you can tell me. As for going home, you can decide at any time. As long as you want, you don't have to worry about anything. I told you last time that you are not a problem. Here with me, you only need to think about what you want to do, that's enough."

Listening to Cheng Zheng's speech, Wen Yang was a little dazed for a moment.

Wasn't she hired by Brother Cheng to copy documents?

Wen Yang smiled awkwardly. Faced with Cheng Zheng's concern that went beyond normal, he did not respond but changed the subject.

"Brother Cheng, when do I start working?"

Cheng Zheng said calmly, "No rush. You must be tired after being in the car for so long today. As for the paperwork, I'll arrange it with you after Zhou Jun comes back. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll go pack my luggage first." Wen Yang turned and entered the small western-style building.

The luggage is still piled up at the gate.

Just as Wen Yang was about to pick up her luggage, Cheng Zheng was one step ahead of her. He picked up her luggage first and strode towards the stairs.

"Brother Cheng, let me take some too." Wen Yang shouted as he chased after him.

Cheng Zheng didn't even turn around and went upstairs with his luggage.

Seeing this, Wen Yang could only hurry up and catch up.

After putting the luggage in the room on the second floor, Wen Yang lowered his eyes and whispered back, "Thank you, Brother Cheng..."

Cheng Zheng curled the corners of his lips and turned around and said, "You tidy up first, and then take a good rest. I'll contact the person who takes care of the house."

"it is good."

After saying that, Cheng Zheng turned and left.

After Cheng Zheng left, Wen Yang squatted down and concentrated on packing his luggage.

She took out a towel and a toothbrush and put them in the bathroom, then took out her clothes from a large bag and hung them in the closet in the house.

Once everything was tidied up, the house finally had a bit of life in it.

At this time, Wen Yang heard the sound of doors opening and closing downstairs. She got up, pushed open the door, stood at the stairs and looked out, and found that it was Cheng Zheng who came back, followed by a amiable middle-aged woman carrying vegetables.

Cheng Zheng looked up and saw Wen Yang standing at the stairs. He turned around and glanced at the woman standing behind him, and introduced her, "Wen Yang, this is Aunt Li, who is in charge of taking care of the house. She is responsible for the house cleaning and cooking. If you need anything, you can also tell her directly."

Wen Yang stood on the stairs, smiled and nodded, and replied, "Hello, Aunt Li, I'm sorry to bother you during this time."

Aunt Li smiled brightly and said, "It's not a bother, no bother. Madam, if you need anything, just tell me."

When Wen Yang heard Aunt Li call her "Madam," her face immediately flushed. She waved her hands in panic, "Aunt Li, you misunderstood. I'm not Madam. I work here just like you. You can just call me Xiao Wen."

When Aunt Li heard this, she looked suspicious. Just now, when she asked Mr. Cheng what vegetables he wanted to buy, Mr. Cheng clearly said that his wife liked lighter dishes. Could it be that she had heard it wrong?

But now that the girl denied it herself, Aunt Li didn't want to ask any further questions.

Aunt Li smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's getting late now, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare some food." After that, Aunt Li went to the kitchen with a basket of vegetables.

"Have you packed everything?" Cheng Zheng looked up at Wen Yang and asked from down the stairs.

Wen Yang lowered her eyes slightly and met Cheng Zheng's gaze. There seemed to be some unspeakable feelings in Cheng Zheng's eyes at this moment. When she thought about how Aunt Li had just mistaken her for Cheng Zheng's wife, she felt embarrassed.

She bit her lower lip, lowered her eyes, and replied softly: "Everything is sorted out."

"Really? That's good. You can go back to your room and rest for a while. I'll call you when the meal is ready." Cheng Zheng said.

"Yeah!" With Cheng Zheng's words, Wen Yang felt as if he had been pardoned. He nodded vigorously and immediately slipped back to his room.

Looking at Wen Yang's flustered back, Cheng Zheng raised the corner of his mouth into an imperceptible smile.

Aunt Li was very skillful and prepared three dishes and a soup in no time.

When Wen Yang came down, he saw the delicious dishes on the table and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "Aunt Li, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Aunt Li was so pleased with Wen Yang's praise that she smiled warmly, "Come on, come on, sit down and eat."

Wen Yang didn't say anything to be polite. He hadn't eaten anything all day and was already starving.

After she and Cheng Zheng both sat down, Aunt Li turned and walked into the kitchen. After a while, she came out with a small jar.

"Aunt Li, what is this...?"

Aunt Li placed the jar on the table as if presenting a treasure. "This is the green plum wine I brewed myself. Would you like to try it?"