“If my husband has money, he can hire a manager to replace Caiyan. I have no objection.”
Jiang Jiaojiao's words nearly made Su Peng choke.
He stood up, flicked his sleeve, and exclaimed, "Incomprehensible!"
Jiang Jiaojiao remained unmoved as she watched Su Peng leave in anger.
Caiyan quickly packed her clothes and rolled up and tied up the bedding.
The newly rented shop was only one street away, and it took Caiyan two trips to move all her daily necessities.
To save on rent, Su Peng rented an empty house on the street.
The storefront is the same as Wang Pangzi's house outside the alley, with a tiled house in the front and several side rooms in the back.
When Zhao Wu saw Caiyan carrying the bedding in, he dropped what he was doing and took it from her.
The hired people were all busy at the front.
Once inside the backyard house, Zhao Wu put down the bedding he was carrying and excitedly hugged Caiyan tightly.
"Yan'er, how did you persuade the young mistress to release you? Did you bring your indenture with you?"
Caiyan wrapped her arms around Zhao Wu's strong waist, raised her face and smiled, "Don't rush, you can't rush things. Take it one step at a time. I will get my indenture and the contract you signed sooner or later."
Zhao Wu smiled憨厚ly, "I'll listen to you."
"Yan'er, starting tonight, we can share a blanket, right?" Zhao Wu tightened his grip on Caiyan's arm and asked seriously.
Caiyan blushed with excitement, "Well, but we have to make it look like we're doing something. My bedding and personal belongings have to be put in the west wing."
Even the most honest Zhao Wu understood that, on the surface, Caiyan was still Su Peng's concubine.
Everyone who was hired to do the work knew this, and there were even two old women who flattered Caiyan.
If Caiyan is good at accounting, she's qualified to be the matriarch.
To make things easier for herself in the future, Caiyan cultivated a close relationship with several old women who did odd jobs.
No matter how close their relationship is, she can't let anyone know about her relationship with Zhao Wu.
Zhao Wu released Caiyan and carried the bedding to the west wing.
Caiyan had already tidied up the west wing, and the two quickly made up their bedding.
At this time, the old women who helped with the work had all gone home for lunch, leaving only two workers in the front hall.
As soon as Zhao Wu closed the door, he impatiently pinned Caiyan to the bed.
"Brother Zhao Wu, don't worry, there's plenty of time. If the young master barges in now, all our plans will fall apart."
"Yan'er, I dreamt about you last night." Zhao Wu's hand had already slipped inside Caiyan's clothes.
A moment later, Caiyan was aroused and began to pant softly, feeling a large hand move towards her waist.
Caiyan quickly stopped him, "Brother Zhao Wu, stop now. It's not safe at this time. The young master was angered by the young mistress and left the courtyard. Who knows if he will come to the shop?"
"From now on, we'll be like husband and wife at night. I've calculated it, and by spring at the latest, we can be together forever."
Zhao Wu thought Caiyan's words made sense, so he quickly stopped pulling at his cotton pants.
These past few days, Caiyan had also missed Zhao Wu. The two hugged and cuddled for a while before leaving the backyard one after the other.
As expected.
Caiyan went to the kitchen to cook. Just as she put the rice into the pot, Su Peng walked in with a dark face.
Su Peng stepped forward and grabbed Caiyan's hand. "Yan'er, I've taken Sunflower as my concubine. Are you still angry with me?"
Caiyan forcefully pulled her hand back. "Young master, you've wronged me. The young mistress has already put out all her savings, so naturally I must help her take good care of the shop and try to earn back the money she invested as soon as possible."
“No, I can sense that you’re avoiding me.” Su Peng said, reaching out to pull Caiyan again.
Caiyan seemed to have anticipated his move, and cleverly dodged it by pretending to add firewood to the stove.
"Please go back, sir. The porridge I cooked is just with pickled vegetables. It would be better if you went home for lunch."
Seeing Caiyan's gentle persuasion, Su Peng immediately lost his temper.
He said to Caiyan, "Don't cook, I'll take you to the restaurant up ahead and order two good dishes."
"Young master, don't spend that money on me. I need to hurry up and cook the meal. The helpers outside will have to continue working after they eat."
Caiyan isn't stupid; she wouldn't eat that meal for free.
She could easily guess that if she went to a restaurant with him, he would definitely drag her to a back room for daytime debauchery.
If that were the case, Zhao Wu would be very upset.
Caiyan's heart and eyes are now completely occupied by Zhao Wu; she no longer wants to serve this good-looking but useless man.
Seeing that Caiyan refused to come with him, Su Peng said:
"Master has some silver on hand. I'll go and call Zhao Wu to cook."
“Young master, what you’re doing will seriously affect the shop’s business. The young mistress knows how you’re going to explain this to her. Since you still have some money left, why don’t you return it to the young mistress?” Caiyan said loyally.
Upon seeing Caiyan's righteous and indignant demeanor, Su Peng immediately abandoned his plans.
He composed himself and gave Caiyan a warning look.
"Don't go around saying I have money. After renting a shop, hiring people, and buying tables and chairs, I only have enough left for one meal of drinks."
Caiyan smiled knowingly, "Don't worry, young master. What man doesn't have some money for drinks? I will never gossip about this to the young mistress."
She was only focused on making money and running away; she had no interest in whether he had swallowed the money Jiang Jiaojiao had given her as jewelry.
Su Peng failed, gave a few instructions, and then left in a huff.
As I stepped out of the kitchen, I saw Zhao Wu standing outside.
Seeing Su Peng come out, Zhao Wu bowed and stepped aside, then craned his neck and called into the kitchen, "Miss Caiyan, is lunch almost ready?"
"It'll be ready soon. Zhao Wu, you go ahead and keep an eye on things. I'll call you when the food is ready."
Only after Su Peng's figure disappeared at the courtyard gate did Zhao Wu step into the kitchen.
"Yan'er, he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"
Caiyan looked up and met Zhao Wu's worried gaze, then shook her head. "No, no matter what he asks for now, I won't give in to him. My indenture is with the young mistress; he can't do anything to me."
After saying that, he gently poked Zhao Wu's sturdy chest with his finger. "I thought you were a simpleton, but I didn't expect you to be so simpleton."
Zhao Wu chuckled and said, "I'm worried he'll bully you."
"Don't do that again. He just keeps forcing me to serve him. Don't interfere. I know how to deal with him."
Perhaps because it was a newly opened shop and not many people knew about it, there were hardly any customers after sunset.
As soon as the helper left, Zhao Wu couldn't wait to close the shop and shut down.
The two cooked noodles and ate them with the leftover grilled meat skewers that hadn't been sold.
Zhao Wu ate two skewers and then couldn't bear to eat any more.
He said to Caiyan, "Yan'er, let's be careful. We can't let our son-in-law find out that we're eating and taking things."
Caiyan glared at Zhao Wu, "Do you think I'm stupid enough to do this openly? They won't even notice if I eat a few skewers of meat."
"When I buy meat tomorrow morning, I will use my own savings to buy two catties of meat. When customers come, we can sell our own meat first."
"Yan'er is so smart."
After the two finished their meal, Zhao Wu prepared bathwater for Caiyan and then insisted on washing the dishes.
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