Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

The heroine Zheng Qingqing lost both her parents when she was young and was raised by her divorced aunt Fang Mingzhu.

Qingping Town belongs to Haiming City, which is a very popular tourist city. When some people come to Haiming, they will stop by Qingping Town by the sea to stay for two days. The scenery here is suitable, there are all kinds of freshly caught seafood, and the prices are cheaper than in the city center.

Fang Mingzhu owns a four-story house in Qingping Town, not far from the sea. She runs a restaurant on the first floor, lives on the second floor, and runs a hotel business on the third and fourth floors, each with four rooms.

Strictly speaking, Xie Heng was not rescued by Zheng Qingqing. It was Fang Mingzhu who found him lying on the beach and carried him all the way back.

Zheng Qingqing had never seen her aunt so kind-hearted. Fang Mingzhu wiped her sweat and pointed at Xie Heng, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and said, "Look at how well he's dressed!"

She smiled, her long, thin face looking even more shrewd. "I should repay you for saving my life with all my heart. Giving you a few tens of thousands of dollars isn't too much, is it?"

Zheng Qingqing took a basin of hot water from the bathroom and wiped Xie Heng's face. She thought the man was handsome at first sight, and when he wiped the stains off his face, she was even more fascinated by him.

"What are you doing, you little bitch?" Fang Mingzhu slapped Zheng Qingqing on the shoulder. The pain was so severe that Zheng Qingqing could hardly hold the handkerchief. She yelled at Fang Mingzhu, "Auntie!"

"You're screaming so loudly! You're killing me!" Fang Mingzhu scratched her ears. "You were completely mesmerized by the man just now. Look at how worthless you are!"

She shouted downstairs again: "Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen! Come up quickly!"

Xiao Chen was a 19-year-old boy she hired. He was thin, dark, and capable. He was responsible for serving food, carrying customers' luggage, washing dishes, cutting vegetables... He did everything. Fang Mingzhu was very stingy and would never spend money if she could. With only the three of them in the restaurant, she was in charge of cooking, while Zheng Qingqing and Xiao Chen did everything else.

Little Chen came upstairs, "Aunt Fang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Fang Mingzhu called him into the room and pointed at Xie Heng lying on the ground, "Clean him up and put him on the bed."

"Aunt Fang, this... is he dead or alive?" Xiao Chen saw a big man lying on the ground, his whole body was wet, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale.

"What nonsense are you talking about," Fang Mingzhu rolled her eyes, "Of course it's alive."

"I checked it out at Lao Zhao's place. He pressed his chest twice, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of water. He then charged me 20 yuan." Fang Mingzhu felt very sad. "If I had known earlier, I would have pressed his chest twice myself."

"Old Zhao said he's fine and will probably wake up in a few hours. You're the only man here, so you should clean him up."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Chen swiftly took the basin of water next to Zheng Qingqing and took the handkerchief from her hand. While secretly complaining about where Fang Mingzhu had picked up such a wet man, he also sighed that this man was really damn handsome.

Could it be that Fang Mingzhu has taken a fancy to him?

Zheng Qingqing followed Fang Mingzhu downstairs. Fang Mingzhu walked to the counter, took out a computer and started calculating today's profits.

Zheng Qingqing stood beside her, not saying a word. Fang Mingzhu finished her calculations and saw that she was still standing there, "If you have anything to fart, do it now."

Zheng Qingqing smiled, "Aunt."

Fang Mingzhu leaned on the counter and said, "I don't have any money, but I have my life."

This damn girl, as soon as she takes off her pants she knows what she is going to fart about.

"Don't even think about that guy. I, your aunt, have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. This kind of person is either rich or noble. The money that leaks from his fingers is enough for us to eat for several years. But if you have any improper thoughts, people will find you disgusting."

Zheng Qingqing immediately frowned and retorted: "How could I have any unreasonable thoughts?"

"Okay, okay, I'm just talking nonsense," Fang Mingzhu put the change she had just taken out of the counter back into the cabinet and locked it with the key. "Just remember what I said."

When Xie Heng woke up, the moon was already at its zenith. He sat up with his aching head. His vision went dark and he felt a little nauseous. It took him a while to see clearly that he was in a room similar to a standard hotel room. There was a figure sleeping on the bed next to him, snoring regularly.

He got out of bed in the dark, walked to the window in the moonlight, pulled the curtains wider, and saw that it was pitch black outside. There was a street lamp at a distance on both sides of the road. The nearby buildings were only six stories high at most and looked like they were all self-built houses.

There was a dull pain in his head, and he thought he must have been hit on the head. He was now aware and able to think, but... he couldn't remember who he was.

He has no memory of his past life.

"Amnesia?" The next morning, Xiao Chen was the first to know that Xie Heng had woken up, and the first thing he said was this explosive news.

Xiao Chen opened the door and banged on Fang Mingzhu's, "Auntie Fang, Auntie Fang!"

Fang Mingzhu, with her curly hair frizzling, opened the door and said unhappily, "Calling for the soul!"

She looked past Xiao Chen and saw Xie Heng behind her. "Hey, you're awake!"

"Ouch," she smiled and walked up to Xie Heng, "Young man, you are so careless. How did you fall into the sea?"

Her expression was exaggerated. "If it weren't for me carrying you a mile to see the doctor, the fluid in your lungs would have killed you!"

Xie Heng glanced at her and said, "Thank you."

……that's all?

Fang Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, and was about to hint again when Xiao Chen leaned close to her ear: "Aunt Fang, he said he has lost his memory."

"What?" Fang Mingzhu frowned, "Amnesia?"

Zheng Qingqing just came out of the room when she heard these words. She looked at Xie Heng standing in the middle of the living room. His hair was a little messy, and he was wearing Xiao Chen's floral pajamas. The sleeves of his pants were a lot shorter. However, his posture was good and his face was calm, which made it easy for people to ignore his funny outfit.

She pulled Fang Mingzhu into the room before she could say the next word.

I don't know what they said to each other, but Fang Mingzhu looked very unhappy when she came out. She told Xie Heng that he was a worker she hired and she had paid him two months' salary in advance. Now that he had lost his memory, he couldn't deny it and had to work here for the full two months.

Zheng Qingqing stood behind Fang Mingzhu, carefully assessing Xie Heng's reaction. He was surprisingly receptive, "Okay."

Fang Mingzhu took out a hundred yuan from her wallet and gave it to Xiao Chen. "Take him to buy a couple of sets of clothes. He looks really inappropriate in yours."

Xiao Chen agreed and took Xie Heng downstairs.

Fang Mingzhu muttered quietly, "Are you crazy? You agreed so easily? I have a lot of things in mind that I haven't said yet."

Zheng Qingqing tugged at her sleeve and asked her to speak more quietly.

Xie Heng seemed to have not heard it and did not even pause.