Disabled Childhood Sweetheart: A Humble Puppy Begs for the Young Lady's Pity

Zhou Jingchen looked down at her, his Adam's apple bobbing incessantly.

The big-headed ice cream from my childhood seems to have lost its creamy flavor; perhaps the taro flavor was better.

But now it doesn't taste like taro.

Sometimes people can only eat whatever they have.

Seeing her eating so intently, Zhou Jingchen gently stroked her face with his fingertips, his eyes growing increasingly dark.

My memories were suddenly pulled back to the sweltering summers of my childhood, when ice cream vendors would always be seen riding bicycles and hawking their wares at the alley entrance.

A styrofoam box, lined with ice packs, is stuffed full of all kinds of ice cream. Mung bean ice, big-headed ice cream, and old-fashioned popsicles are always the most popular.

She had a craving for food and cold drinks. When her elders weren't around, she would secretly exchange empty wine bottles for several ice creams.

Zhou Jingchen tilted his head back slightly, closed his eyes, and his thoughts drifted back to a certain afternoon when cicadas were chirping incessantly.

His little princess, dressed in a pretty pink dress, swung her two fair legs, stuck out her pink little tongue, licked the ice cream in her hand, and then, when he wasn't paying attention, mischievously turned her head and bit the mung bean popsicle in his hand.

As a child, Wenxi was charming and bright, a proud little princess, while he, with a limp, never dared to hope that the princess would like him.

And now, his princess is...

"Is the ice cream delicious?" he asked.

Wenxi looked up at him with her beautiful big eyes, unable to say a word.

He's been doing this for a long time.

That day was crazy too.

I tried all the difficult cards in the deck I stole from the bar.

The night enveloped the two of them, Zhou Jingchen's muscles were covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his breath was hot: "Do you like playing this kind of game?"

"Next time the baby wants to play, we can do it at home or at a hotel."

"You can't play this game with others, understand?"

She answered tearfully, saying that she hadn't played with anyone else, and glistening tears rolled down her reddened eyes.

He leaned in and kissed her, coaxed her a couple of times, and then continued to tease her.

......

Later, Wenxi invited Jiang Qi to try on wedding dresses, and Zhou Jingchen canceled his work to accompany her.

She went into the fitting room, where Zhou Jingchen and Jiang Qi sat facing each other on the sofa outside.

The man's face was cold and stern. He leaned back lazily, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed directly on Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze. Before he could speak, her knees buckled, and she hurriedly apologized:

"Mr. Zhou... I was wrong last time. I shouldn't have taken Little Magpie to that kind of place. She didn't do anything. I was the one who encouraged her to choose the male models. I was drunk and acted recklessly... Please forgive me."

"Jiang Qi," Zhou Jingchen said sternly, his words clear and distinct, "I don't want this to happen again."

His bottom line is Wenxi, his weakness is her, and she is also the one he cares about the most.

No one is allowed to cross this line.

His grandmother had touched him, so he ruthlessly severed ties with her and even separated his household registration from the Lu family's.

Jiang Qi encouraged his little princess to go to a bar and patronize male models, tempting her to become decadent and dissolute, which also crossed his bottom line. However, he did not forget the help she had given him in the past.

In his mind, considering it was his first offense, his good deeds and bad deeds canceled each other out, and he could forgive him and not repeat the offense.

"No, no, I won't." Jiang Qi waved her hands repeatedly.

......

Wenxi's wedding dress was custom-made, and for the toasting dress, she chose a stunning champagne-colored, modern Chinese-style cheongsam with beaded embellishments.

Time flew by, and the wedding day arrived.

Wenxi will get married at Jingyue Terrace, and the wedding car will take her from there to the InterContinental Hotel where the wedding will be held.

A white veil was gently draped over the soft bed. She sat in the room, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, her face beautiful, filled with both trepidation and anticipation.

The bedroom door was tightly closed, and Jiang Qi, Jiang Xiaoya, and the other bridesmaids stood guard at the door.

The living room was covered with bright red "double happiness" characters, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Fang Haoyu knocked on the door and called out with a laugh, "We're here to pick up the bride! Open the door!"

Zhou Jingchen stood behind him, holding a carefully wrapped bouquet of white roses, to welcome his little princess.

He wore a black suit that perfectly accentuated his tall and straight figure. His features were sharp and deep, and his eyes held a gentle smile, radiating happiness.

"It's not that easy to marry him!" Xiaoya shouted from inside the house. "The groom has to answer questions first; only those who pass can enter!"

Zhou Jingchen stepped forward: "Ask away."

"Ahem," Xiaoya cleared her throat and asked with a smile, "How old were you when you first fell for her?"

Zhou Jingchen said softly, "I've liked her since I can remember. Every single moment since then has been filled with longing."

"Wow~" Laughter filled the living room. Lin Xujie patted his shoulder and clicked his tongue in amazement: "You're pretty good, kid."

Sitting on the bed, Wenxi's eyebrows curved and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

Xiaoya then asked, "Who was the first person you were jealous of? And why?"

Zhou Jingchen glanced at his brothers beside him and said calmly, "Fang Haoyu."

"What the hell?" Fang Haoyu's eyes widened, pointing at himself in disbelief.

Zhou Jingchen did not disclose the specific reasons.

She was still wearing open-crotch pants at the time. When Wenxi said she couldn't play with the little sparrows, she went to play with Fang Haoyu instead. She said, "Hmph, what's so special about that? Fang Haoyu has them too."

Zhou Jingchen still remembers this incident to this day.

Throughout his long childhood, he experienced countless moments of jealousy, both big and small. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Fang Haoyu had no feelings for Wenxi.

Inside, they asked again, "Besides Wenxi, have you ever been attracted to anyone else?"

"No!" he answered decisively.

"Who's prettier, your company's new secretary or Wenxi?"

"Of course, my wife is prettier."

"Did you ever think about breaking up during an argument?"

Never.

If you had a time machine, which day would you want to travel back to? And why?

"I want to go back to my freshman year of college, the day she asked me to meet her after May Day. I want to walk up to her with white roses and bravely confess my love. Even if many unpredictable changes happen afterward, at least we would have known we loved each other earlier, and we wouldn't have suffered so much and wasted so many years."

Hearing this, Wenxi's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Xiaoya wanted to ask more, but Wenxi hurriedly whispered, "Let him in!"

"You're really hopeless," Xiaoya clicked her tongue and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Zhou Jingchen immediately pulled out two large red envelopes and stuffed them in.

As soon as the bridesmaids received the red envelopes, the groomsmen swarmed around them, surrounding the groom and rushing inside.

Zhou Jingchen spotted Wenxi sitting on the edge of the bed at a glance.

Their eyes met; his eyes were deep and gentle, while hers were lively and shy. It was as if tiny electric currents were gently colliding in the air.

She wore a strapless, long-train wedding dress with cream-white satin and tulle trim. Her skin was as delicate as white porcelain, glowing with a soft light. Her lips were slightly upturned, exuding both nobility and gentleness.

The bodice of the wedding dress features an exquisite satin strapless design, with beading and embroidery outlining soft curves that accentuate the slender and graceful shoulders and neck. The waist and abdomen are cinched tightly, with a large satin bow hanging below, the dangling ribbons complementing the voluminous skirt, creating a look that is both vintage and dynamic.

Her hair was carefully styled into a low bun, with a few wisps of hair gently brushing against her cheeks. She wore a small pearl and crystal crown on her forehead, and a veil hung down from behind the crown, half-covering her shoulders, making her look hazy and charming.

She wore small pearl stud earrings and two strands of pearl necklaces around her neck, which complemented the satin sheen, exuding a noble and elegant charm.

Like a princess who stepped out of a classical oil painting, she is a princess who belongs to him alone.

Wenxi's cheeks flushed under his direct and intense gaze.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Look! The groom's staring in disbelief!"

"You're living the good life, kid." Zhao Jinqian nudged Zhou Jingchen's arm in a subtle way.

Zhou Jingchen was about to step forward when he was stopped by the bridesmaid.

"Hey, hey, hey, you haven't finished asking your question yet!"

The groomsmen protested, "We've already accepted the red envelopes, why are you stopping us now?"

"The bride asked those questions; now it's our turn to ask them!"

Zhou Jingchen smiled, appearing completely at ease.

"If you hesitate for more than two seconds on these questions, you won't pass," Jiang Qi said.

Xiaoya took out a card she had prepared beforehand: "What's Wenxi's shoe size?"

Zhou Jingchen immediately replied, "37."

What size clothes do you wear?

"S".

"Tell us three of the bride's quirks."

Zhou Jingchen answered fluently: "I want the aroma of scallions, but I don't eat chopped scallions; I like to bite my lower lip; I like to smell my scent."

The best man behind him sighed.

Xiaoya continued, "How should we address the daughter of the bride's mother's sister's mother?"

"Mother."

List ten good qualities of the bride.

"Beautiful, kind, independent, strong, sincere, enthusiastic, cheerful and optimistic, a good dancer, great figure, beautiful voice..."

What is the most sensual part of a bride's body?

"Everywhere is sexy."

Xiaoya: "I have to say one."

"chest."

Sitting on the bed, Wenxi blushed and said in embarrassment and anger, "Zhou Jingchen, do you have a death wish?!"

He would have just given me a casual reply, but he answered so seriously, it's unbelievable.

"Where do you like your bride to touch you the most?"

He raised an eyebrow: "I can't say."

Hahaha, the room full of young people burst into laughter.

"Damn it!" Wenxi grabbed a small object and threw it at him.

Xiaoya then asked, "Who will be in charge of the family from now on?"

Zhou Jingchen: "Her."

"On the bed?"

"It was her too."

"That's all bullshit," Wenxi thought to himself.

Xiaoya: "When the bride said she was tired, what was your first reaction?"

Zhou Jingchen said seriously, "Make her come down."

The room erupted in laughter instantly. Lin Xujie patted him on the shoulder, laughing so hard he couldn't straighten up: "Brother, you're really honest."

Wenxi's ears turned red, and she stared at him with her big eyes, both shy and angry.

Zhou Jingchen raised the corners of his eyes slightly, in a great mood.

There's another question: "If Wenxi gets angry, how do you usually appease her? Give a demonstration."

The bridesmaids and groomsmen all stared at the two with great interest.

Zhou Jingchen walked up to Wenxi, knelt down with a thud, hugged her waist, and pleaded in a soft voice, "Sister, please don't be angry with the puppy anymore, okay..."

Several groomsmen exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap, bro, you're a real dog!"

After answering all the questions, there's one last challenge—finding the hidden high heels is the only way to take the bride away.

He glanced around the room but didn't see any shoes. Everyone was staring at him, but Wenxi lowered her head, her fingers secretly clenching the hem of her wedding dress.

Perhaps this is the tacit understanding between childhood sweethearts. He smiled and suddenly lifted her skirt, burying his head in the layers of white gauze to search.

The high heels were hidden under her skirt, and Zhou Jingchen found them with a simple reach.

Before getting up, the man's calloused hand gently touched the delicate skin on the inside of her thigh.

Wenxi's body stiffened abruptly, his back straightened, and he dared not move.

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, with a room full of guests, he was truly...

That lecherous dog is utterly despicable.

......

The InterContinental Hotel was almost entirely booked.

A red carpet was laid out at the hotel entrance, and luxury cars lined the area, creating an unprecedentedly grand scene.

She wanted to keep a low profile, but he insisted on giving her the world's attention.

On the day of the wedding, several local media outlets were invited to take photos, and the topic of the founder's wedding was pushed to the top of the trending search list on the homepage of Xinghe Forum. Several marketing accounts had already exposed the couple's wedding photos online.

From his childhood crush to now holding hands, through thick and thin, he has always wanted to announce his happiness to the world and let everyone know that she is his wife.

A fresh and elegant green lawn, bathed in perfect sunlight, surrounded by blooming flowers.

Wenxi, arm in arm with her mother, slowly walked towards the tall, handsome man in a suit and tie.

She held a bouquet of flowers, her white wedding dress fluttering gently in the wind, her veil swaying, creating a romantic and beautiful scene.

With tears in her eyes, Xiang Qin placed her daughter's hand in Zhou Jingchen's, and he whispered, "Thank you, Mom."

A perfect couple stood side by side, their eyes filled with deep affection.

Before everyone, they recited their vows of lifelong commitment, and finally, on a lawn covered with white rose petals, they shared a deep kiss.

The Book of Genesis in the Bible says that Jehovah God took one of Adam's ribs and created a woman. The moment Adam saw her, his soul recognized her and said:

"This is my bone of bones, my flesh of flesh."

This is the first vow of love made by humankind.

I rediscovered a lost part of myself, and from then on, my life became whole and returned to normal.