Xiyang Mourning

The next day, Zheng Yang was making breakfast in the kitchen, thinking that yesterday Cheng Xi slept through the night, after he made dinner, Zheng Yang went to the coffee shop without eating, and didn't come back until early in the morning.

At that time, he looked at a table of dinner that no one was interested in, and thought to himself that even Qin Haoyu's death would make him feel bad.

Zheng Yang was woken up by a burnt smell. Looking at the fried eggs in the frying pan, Zheng Yang was a little at a loss. Does he even think about frying an egg now?No wonder the master doesn't want to eat the food he cooks.

Zheng Yang poured the fried egg into the trash can with a blank expression, then washed the pot again and fried it again.

Cheng Xi felt a little dizzy when she got up, probably because she slept too much yesterday, Cheng Xi walked to the bathroom while knocking her head, and only realized that this was not before when she was facing a wall. s room.

After turning around and going to the bathroom to wash up, I left the bedroom. When I reached the first floor, I saw the usual hearty breakfast on the dining table, and then the person next to the table.

If the person who used to sit on the stool with a gentle face hadn't changed to kneeling beside the stool with his head bowed, he would have thought that everything had returned to the original place.

Cheng Xi walked to the table, looked at the docile person next to him, and smiled ironically.

A wolf is a wolf after all, no matter how tamed it is, it will have sharp claws that will hurt you in the next second.

Sitting on the chair, Cheng Xi began to eat his breakfast.

Zheng Yang was kneeling, and he was always worried when Cheng Xi came down. He always felt that the smell had been there and hadn't disappeared. He was afraid that Cheng Xi would smell it, and then he would be even more dissatisfied with himself.

After Cheng Xi sat down and started eating breakfast, Zheng Yang quietly breathed a sigh of relief, maybe the master didn't smell it.

But before he finished rejoicing, he heard the voice of the person who was supposed to have breakfast, "Did it take too long for Master Zheng to observe the rules? I still think I forgot."

Cheng Xi's words hit Zheng Yang's heart like a thunderbolt, and Zheng Yang belatedly remembered the previous rules, he should wait for the master's arrival at the stairs.

Zheng Yang immediately leaned down to plead guilty, "I'm sorry master, the slave made a mistake, please master punish me." Then he kept tense and waited for the plate or breakfast to drop.

However, there was nothing, and the entire hall was unusually quiet.

Cheng Xi didn't look at Zheng Yang, but still ate his breakfast, Cheng Xi didn't know whether he didn't bother to look at it or didn't dare to look at it.

In the silence, Cheng Xi finished his breakfast, wiped the corners of his mouth, and casually threw the tissue in his hand on Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang's body trembled a little at that moment, as if the paper towel weighed a thousand catties and could crush him.

It was inexplicably funny to see an oily tissue on Zheng Yang's neat suit.

Cheng Xi didn't answer Zheng Yang's request for punishment just now, but walked to the porch non-stop, put on his shoes and was about to go out, but turned around when the door was opened, looked at the still kneeling figure beside the dining table, and wanted to say something , but in the end only said a cold word

"I hope I will see the nanny I want when I come back today." After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

The moment the gate closed, Zheng Yang straightened his body slowly, staring at the closed gate, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he picked up the tissue that fell because of his getting up. Zheng Yang looked at the tissue in his hand, letting the oil on it stick to his hands.

Zheng Yang whispered sadly, "Master, in your eyes, am I just as insignificant as this tissue, and I can be ruthlessly discarded at any time?"

Zheng Yang thought of the uneasiness just now and Cheng Xi's discomfort when he threw the tissue on him, and felt bitterness spread in his heart.

He wanted to cry very much, but he couldn't shed a single tear. Perhaps his only gain now is that the conditions for crying have become higher, Zheng Yang thought a little self-deprecatingly.

Cheng Xi came out of the villa, looked back at the quiet villa thoughtfully, and moved his gaze to the bedroom on the second floor with the curtains drawn, where he used to stand and look at Zheng Yang or drive a car, Or Qinglin followed him and left, and it turned out that one day he would come out before him, but unfortunately no one was watching him there.

After staying for a while, Cheng Xi turned his head and left. He didn't see a person watching him leave at the gate of the villa.

Zheng Yang watched Cheng Xi's figure gradually disappear, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. When the master turned his head back just now, he thought the master had discovered it.

It was only later that he realized that the master was not looking at him, but at that time, he really thought that he was looking at the master, even though it was so far away, he could still see the master's gaze, even... that gaze did not fall on him.

Zheng Yang paused for a while, turned around and entered the room, sitting on the sofa thinking about the nanny Cheng Xi wanted.

What should I look for?Zheng Yang thought about it.

Men, no; women, young people, no; housekeeping companies, no security.

At Zheng's company, Qinglin, who was processing documents, received a call. Looking at the address on the phone screen, Qinglin picked up the phone and answered, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Qinglin, help me find a female nanny in her 40s, I need it today."

"Yes, my lord." Qinglin was a little puzzled, why the lord suddenly wanted a nanny, but decided to finish it.

"By the way, I'm adding a few people to protect the master, and we must ensure the safety of the master, do you understand?"

Qinglin tightened his grip on the phone before replying, "Yes, my lord."

"Well, I'll be at the company in a while. If you have anything to do, you can deal with it first."

"Okay" Qing Lin hung up the phone, thinking of Zheng Yang's weird request just now, and made a call.

"You find a 40-year-old nanny to go to the Lord's villa and ask for a girl"

"understood"

The man on the other end hung up the phone and smiled playfully.