Work Could Never Be Sweeter Than a Wife!

Seeing the message Wen Chengze had sent, Zhong Mohan held back and held back, but still couldn't stop the corners of his lips from curling up.

He really wanted to make a video call, but they had only just added each other, and it was so late already. A video call would be inappropriate.

All he could do was regretfully continue chatting with Wen Chengze.

Looking at Zhong Mohan's concerned messages, Wen Chengze felt strangely uneasy. He picked a few questions to answer, then said he was going to rest and stopped replying to Zhong Mohan.

Looking at their chat window, Zhong Mohan smiled. Usually, people were always eager to talk to him. Only this one wished he would never say another word to him for the rest of his life.

He truly had a long way to go.

Although he had said goodnight to Zhong Mohan, Wen Chengze hadn't actually fallen asleep.

He idly scrolled through their chat history.

He seemed to vaguely understand what Zhong Mohan meant.

Wen Chengze sighed. Zhong Mohan had gotten a taste for it. He probably wanted to continue developing that kind of relationship with him.

His fingers lightly tapped against the bedsheet.

He closed his eyes irritably. What a hassle.

Fortunately, Zhong Mohan had only come for one day and didn't return to the production crew afterward. Wen Chengze was also busy rehearsing the script with his group, so he temporarily put the matter behind him.

Qiao Siyu also seemed to have been frightened by what he had said last time and hadn't appeared before him recently.

Wen Chengze ended up enjoying a peaceful stretch of time.

The more Teacher Kong guided him, the more astonished he became. Wen Chengze's ability to grasp things was truly surprising.

The script their group had chosen was also a classic script often used as a teaching example.

Wen Chengze played a graceful young nobleman. Perhaps because of his own family background, simply sitting there quietly made him look exactly like a pampered young master from an aristocratic family.

Today was the final rehearsal, and Teacher Kong watched Wen Chengze perform from below the stage.

The young man's fair fingers held a jade-colored teacup as he took a light sip. "Since Your Highness the Crown Prince has already made up your mind, then simply press onward without hesitation."

Opposite the jade-like young man sat another youth with an overwhelming air of nobility. He was the most honored person in the court apart from the one seated upon the dragon throne. Yet the noble young master before him showed not the slightest panic, carefully analyzing the pros and cons for the Crown Prince before making his choice.

"Thank you, Mr. Xie Lin, for your wholehearted assistance. If great things are achieved, you may ask for any riches and honors you desire."

Setting down his teacup, the young man's expression remained unchanged. "Your Highness is too courteous."

After the Crown Prince left, the young man who had calmly poured tea earlier gradually darkened his gaze. He was utterly unlike the noble young master from before; now, his eyes held endless desolation.

"Sir, everyone is prepared. Once the Crown Prince succeeds, we will make our move and offer sacrifice to the souls of our fallen clansmen."

"Mm. Inform everyone. There will be a hard battle ahead."

This noble young master appeared to be a strategist, but his heart belonged neither to the Crown Prince nor to this nation. He was merely avenging his former clansmen.

They could glimpse the secrets of heaven, so those in power had exterminated them all. They had never wished to interfere in worldly affairs, yet those people had ridden in on iron cavalry and trampled everything beneath them. Their former paradise had been destroyed. This Heavenly Seer had long since lost any compassion for the world; his heart held only revenge.

Since it was only an excerpt, the rehearsal ended there. Wen Chengze quickly emerged from the role, able to enter and leave it at will.

Teacher Kong nodded secretly. Being able to immerse himself in a role without being affected by it—that was what made a natural actor.

"Everyone has worked hard. You can go back and rest now." Each group rehearsed separately, and they could leave once they were done.

Teacher Kong was also very satisfied with them. After offering a few brief pointers, he let them leave.

However, on the way back, Wen Chengze ran into Qiao Siyu again. She was taking the trainees from her group to their rehearsal.

As she passed Wen Chengze, she gave a cold snort, her entire bearing filled with arrogance.

Wen Chengze walked past expressionlessly.

Once the distance between the two groups had grown wider and wider, the four young men beside Wen Chengze could no longer hold back. "Brother, what's going on between you and Sister Qiao? Is it still because of what happened before?"

They truly couldn't understand why Qiao Siyu had targeted Wen Chengze so directly back then.

"Probably." Wen Chengze hadn't taken Qiao Siyu's matter to heart at all, but the four young men were terribly worried.

"Brother, why don't you talk to Brother Zhong about it?"

Wen Chengze paused. "Why should I tell him?"

"Huh? Aren't you two... you know?"

"What are we?"

The four young masters choked up, not knowing how to phrase it. It wasn't something they could say outright, but judging from Brother Wen's expression, he didn't seem to care much.

Should they say it or not?

"Why are you stammering? If you have something to say, say it directly." Wen Chengze frowned.

The four young men swallowed. Finally, as though throwing caution to the wind, they said, "Brother, you're Brother Zhong's person. It's only natural for you to ask Brother Zhong for help. Of course, Brother, don't worry. We definitely won't tell anyone about this."

Even the usually composed Wen Chengze was stunned for a moment. After a long pause, he said helplessly, "I merely know him. We aren't in the kind of relationship you're imagining."

Now it was the four young men's turn to be shocked. Their mouths fell wide open, as if they could fit an egg inside. With how intimate Brother Zhong had acted when he came that day, the two of them actually weren't in that kind of relationship???

How was that possible?!

Wen Chengze hadn't expected the four of them to take such a bizarre turn in their thinking. He clicked his tongue, turned, and left, ignoring their shock.

The four young men stood there staring at one another for ages before hurriedly chasing after Wen Chengze.

They truly didn't believe there was nothing between them, and then an even more terrifying thought arose in all four of their minds.

Could Brother Zhong be pursuing him???

They looked over Wen Chengze's tall, slender figure, elegant temperament, and exquisite features. It didn't seem impossible.

After all, if they were Zhong Mohan, they wouldn't be able to resist a face like Brother Wen's either.

"What are you looking at?"

His slightly cold voice made the four young men immediately stop their thoughts. "Nothing, nothing. Brother Wen, we're going upstairs to pack up and shower first!"

Heavens! What the hell were they thinking? Weren't they afraid Brother Wen would assassinate them?

It felt like the four of them had become very strange ever since returning that afternoon.

Before Wen Chengze could figure out why, his phone began to vibrate.

Wen Chengze's heart skipped a beat. Then, seeing that it was a video call from his brother, he relaxed slightly.

"Brother?"

"Mm. Are you adjusting well over at the production crew?"

Wen Chengze rarely smiled. "Wouldn't you know whether I'm doing well here?" Since his brother cared about him, he must have found ways to get someone to report his recent situation.

Wen Chenglin rubbed his nose. "Dad, Mom... and I are all worried about you."

Wen Chengze didn't dislike this sort of thing. On the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling of having people constantly care about him and keep him in their thoughts.

"I know. Thank you, all of you."

Looking at his well-behaved younger brother, Wen Chenglin's heart softened more and more. He was already thinking about what gift to buy his brother when he came home.

"That Qiao Siyu, do you want me to step in and deal with her for you?" They cared about Wen Chengze, but unless something threatened his life, they generally wouldn't interfere. That was why Wen Chenglin had come to ask his younger brother's opinion.

"No need. She's rushing to become a stepping stone for me. How could I waste her goodwill?" Wen Chengze's eyes carried a faint smile.

Even though his family was harmonious, how could children from wealthy aristocratic families truly be naive and sweet? The first time Qiao Siyu targeted him, he had already decided how things would end for her. He was merely waiting for an opportunity, intending to make full use of every person and every matter.

"Mm, as long as you know what you're doing. If you need help, tell me anytime. Mom, Dad, and I will always stand by your side."

"I know. Thank you, Brother."

"You're not allowed to say thank you." Wen Chenglin put on a stern face.

"Alright, I won't."

Wen Chenglin asked a few more questions about his daily life before ending the call.

After chatting with his brother for a while, Wen Chengze was clearly in a much better mood. After showering, he went to bed at ease.

However, his early sleep caused trouble for a certain man.

Zhong Mohan looked at the message he had sent. When no reply came for a long time, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Sir, is there a problem?" Seeing Zhong Mohan frowning at his phone, the assistant thought something had gone wrong with their report again, causing such a terrifying expression to appear on his boss's face.

Zhong Mohan put away his phone. "Nothing. It's too late today, so we'll stop here. Get off work and rest."

Looking at the video conference that had been ended, the senior executives from the domestic and overseas branches were all filled with question marks.

Get off work and rest? Had they heard correctly? What time was it? Whenever something like this happened before, the boss would pull an all-nighter!!!

The assistant adjusted his glasses. He guessed it probably had something to do with the boss looking at his phone.

Zhong Mohan stared at his phone and finally convinced himself that Wen Chengze must have gone to sleep and hadn't seen his message. In that case, he would sleep too. When he woke up tomorrow, he would be able to see Wen Chengze's reply.

The already sleeping Wen Chengze had no idea how childish a certain man had been.

The next morning, when Zhong Mohan woke up and reached for his phone, he found that Wen Chengze still hadn't replied. His face darkened first thing in the morning.

Meanwhile, Wen Chengze was busy with the program recording. Since Zhong Mohan's messages were nothing of substance anyway, he simply didn't reply.

He felt that Zhong Mohan wasn't such an idle person that he would keep pestering him with pointless chatter.

Zhong Mohan knew Wen Chengze was recording today, but he couldn't go to the set. The company needed him as well. His sudden return earlier had already been the limit, and he couldn't delay matters overseas. He still had to go take a look.

Tch, work could never be sweeter than a wife!!!

Wen Chengze's right eyelid twitched at the set. Why did he feel like someone was thinking about him?

"Brother Wen, didn't you rest well?" Seeing Wen Chengze sitting silently on the sofa, the four young men thought he was feeling unwell.

"No. I was just spacing out and waiting for the makeup artists to arrive."

"Oh, that's good."

"But why haven't they come yet today? Before, the makeup artists always arrived before we did."

Wen Chengze frowned.

Just then, his phone vibrated. Wen Chengze took it out and looked.

It was a message from the work group: [Brother Wen, we've been stopped outside.]