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

The honeymoon was unique; it wasn't just the two of them, but a family trip to Europe with the mother, Xiang Qin, Lu Zhenting and his wife, and Lu Xiaobao—a total of six people.

Their first stop was Paris, where Wenxi and Zhou Jingchen stood under the Eiffel Tower, embracing as they watched the twinkling lights.

In the evening, they strolled along the Seine, enjoying the gentle evening breeze.

Next, head to Switzerland, hike in the Alps, and see the snow-capped mountains and lakes reflecting each other in picturesque scenery. In the morning, open your window to find yourself in a fairyland shrouded in mist.

Wherever they went, he always held her hand tightly. Since Wenxi's English wasn't good, he acted as her translator.

She wore a pale purple dress and a lace-trimmed sun hat, looking radiant. She was buying handmade jewelry at a market in a small European town, haggling with the vendor.

She said a sentence, and Zhou Jingchen translated it.

She managed to haggle down a 20-euro item to 5 euros.

After she turned around, smugly holding the jewelry, Zhou Jingchen immediately gave the boss the remaining money.

They booked three rooms for the entire trip: one for the young couple, one for Lu Zhenting and his wife, and one for Xiang Qin and Xiao Bao.

As the group emerged from St. Stephen's Cathedral in Vienna and walked along the street, Xiao Bao suddenly said coldly to his parents, arms crossed:

"Mom and Dad, please take it easy. I don't want to have another younger brother or sister at this age."

Everyone was taken aback.

"You child..." Lu Yuanyuan blushed and reached out to hit her, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your mother has already gone through menopause."

Xiao Bao snorted, "That's good. I was just giving you a heads-up."

Lu Xiaobao's parents have been very affectionate lately, like they're in love. He's really afraid they'll have another baby.

After a pleasant trip to Europe, everyone returned home.

Zhou Jingchen and Wenxi moved into their newly purchased villa with their mother. Xiang Qin took care of the two of them and spent her days going out with friends to join a choir or have a get-together, living a carefree and leisurely life.

The young couple got back to their work in an orderly fashion. Xingyao Company submitted its listing application, and all the review processes were completed. They were just waiting to ring the bell for its A-share listing.

After the wedding, both sets of parents started urging them to have children.

Whenever they get together, the conversation inevitably revolves around having a child.

......

In the early morning, before the morning mist had completely dissipated, pale golden sunlight shone through the white gauze curtains of the bedroom on the second floor of the villa in the southern suburbs.

A slightly ambiguous creaking sound came from the bed.

"Aren't you going to the company later?"

Wenxi's voice was soft and sweet, as if she had just woken up, and her ear tips and lips were as red as her lips.

"Mmm," Zhou Jingchen kissed her rosy lips, his fingertips caressing the skin of her wrist, and gently placed her hand on the soft pillow. "No rush."

"You're not in a hurry, but I am. Hurry up... I need to go to the dance studio later."

His back muscles taut, forming smooth, attractive lines. His strong, muscular arms supported him on either side of her, and fine beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, sliding down his jawline and dripping onto her smooth cheeks.

After a long while, his tense body suddenly relaxed, and he fell heavily down, panting heavily as he nestled in the soft crook of her neck.

Wenxi got up first, took a shower, and came downstairs wearing a neat jumpsuit with wide-leg jeans. Her curly hair was tied in a high ponytail. She had a slender figure and beautiful, captivating eyes and eyebrows.

She had an appointment with a work friend to discuss some business today, so she needed to leave early.

The living room is spacious and bright, with a white Nordic-style clock hanging on the light gray wall, its silver hands steadily pointing to eight o'clock.

The morning mist outside the window had long since dissipated, and bright sunlight streamed in through the French windows, falling on the light and shadow on the wooden floor. The air was filled with the faint aroma of porridge.

Xiang Qin had already prepared breakfast and was setting the side dishes on the table when she saw her rushing downstairs. She asked, "Jing Chen isn't awake yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jingchen, dressed neatly, came downstairs. His dark shirt collar was slightly open, and he slowly put on his watch as he walked, his handsome face exuding a lazy sense of satisfaction.

Wenxi glanced at him indifferently, then sat down at the dining table and picked up the bowl of porridge in front of her to sip.

"Mom~ I want to add sugar, this porridge has no flavor." Wenxi frowned slightly, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry.

Xiang Qin was already serving rice to Zhou Jingchen in the kitchen. She gently replied, "Wait a moment, Mom will get you some sugar."

She wore a beige apron, and her figure appeared gentle and maternal in the morning light.

Zhou Jingchen walked to the dining table, leaned down and quickly kissed Wenxi's fair cheek, the faint scent of mint brushing against her face.

He immediately turned and stepped into the kitchen, saying to Xiang Qin:

"Mom, let's hire a housekeeper. You won't have to cook every day; it's too tiring for you."

"Why hire a nanny?" Xiang Qin said with a smile as she served Zhou Jingchen porridge. "I just enjoy cooking for you all. It makes me happy to see you eating so well."

She enjoys the feeling of being needed by her children.

Wenxi immediately raised her hand, "Then I want sweet and sour pork ribs for dinner."

"Okay," Xiang Qin said, carrying the bowl of porridge out. Turning to Zhou Jingchen, she asked, "Jingchen, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"I love everything Mom makes."

Zhou Jingchen brought over some white sugar from the kitchen, scooped two spoonfuls into Wenxi's porridge bowl, and gently stirred it with the spoon.

Then, in front of Xiang Qin, he lowered his head and lightly pecked the girl's soft little lips twice, the action intimate and natural.

Wenxi raised her hand and gently slapped his face away. "So annoying, he can't seem to get enough of kissing me all day."

Xiang Qin seemed to have gotten used to their daily life together, her eyes full of tenderness and doting. She sat down at the dining table and the family ate breakfast together.

After dinner, Wenxi drove off first in a Mercedes, the same one Zhou Jingchen had bought before.

Around noon, Jiang Qi came over with her bag and knocked on Wenxi's office door, raising an eyebrow and saying, "I'm going out on a date this afternoon, bye-bye."

"What day is it that you're dressed so provocatively?" Wenxi teased her.

"It's Qixi Festival, sis! You haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Huh?" Wenxi's pen fell onto the table and rolled several times.

I've been so busy I forgot! I've been busy choosing a location for a new dance studio branch, I'm totally overwhelmed.

She hasn't prepared a gift for Zhou Jingchen yet.

Wenxi drove to his company. On the way, he carefully selected a dark blue tie at the mall and asked the salesperson to wrap it up and put it on him.

She stopped in her tracks as she passed a lingerie store, went inside, and came out ten minutes later carrying a beautiful handbag.

On the way, he called Xiang Qin to tell her he wouldn't be going home that night and that she didn't need to cook. Xiang Qin laughed and said she'd almost forgotten what day it was, and told them to have a nice date out.

Before hanging up the phone, he didn't forget to say, "Having my little grandson with me is enough."

Wenxi frowned. "Mom, stop nagging. These things should be left to nature. Why are you all rushing us..."

Half an hour later, she parked her car downstairs at Zhou Jingchen's company and went upstairs with the bag containing the tie.

With fair skin, beautiful features, and alluring red lips, she wore loose-fitting denim overalls that couldn't hide her stunning figure and elegant demeanor. She was the type of striking beauty who stood out in a crowd.

Entering the elevator, pressing the button, going upstairs—the actions were all done in one smooth motion.

The receptionist was a new, recent graduate. When asked who she was looking for, she smiled sweetly at her and said, "My husband."

The young woman paused for a moment, just then a manager passed by and quickly stepped forward with a smile: "President Zhou just finished a meeting and is in his office right now. You can just go there."

Wenxi nodded politely, then slung her bag over her shoulder and swayed her hips as she walked toward Zhou Jingchen's office.

The receptionist stared at her retreating figure and asked, bewildered, "Who's this?"

"You're new here and haven't seen her before, this is Mr. Zhou's wife," the manager said.

"Wow, she's so beautiful, like a big star." She scratched her head. "I think I've seen her on TV before."

This office building is the new office address where Xingyao has moved.

Zhou Jingchen's office is large, with a floor-to-ceiling window on one wall, and the overall style is black, white, and gray. There is a small office outside, which is the secretary's office, where the secretary is responsible for handling various miscellaneous tasks and arranging work schedules for him.

Zhou Jingchen always had two secretaries. One was He Li, who did everything for him, both official and personal matters. The other female secretary mainly handled work documents and meeting minutes.

His previous secretary had worked for him for a long time, but she resigned and returned to her hometown after getting married and having a child. His current secretary, surnamed Su, was hired a few months ago; she's highly capable, but...

Zhou Jingchen stared at the homemade bento box that Secretary Su had brought him on his desk, secretly plotting to have the HR department find an excuse to fire her.

"Mr. Zhou, this is a bento box I made myself. Please try it. If you like it, I'll make it for you again next time."

Secretary Su was wearing a white shirt and skirt suit. She had a petite figure and spoke in a soft, gentle voice. Her gaze toward Zhou Jingchen carried a hint of expectation.

There was a knock on the office door, and before Zhou Jingchen could say "come in," the door was pushed open.

Wenxi smiled as she saw this scene in the office. Her red lips curled up, and she raised an eyebrow, mimicking the tone of Lin Daiyu from the storybooks:

"Oh dear, it seems I've come at an inopportune time!"

Upon seeing the person in question, Secretary Su's heart pounded with nervousness. "President Zhou, I'll head out now."

After saying that, he lowered his head and walked past Wenxi, then left.

Wen Xi swaggered over to the sofa and sat down, glancing at the bento box. He said coldly and meaningfully, "Mr. Zhou, why aren't you eating the bento box someone made for you with love?"

Zhou Jingchen walked up to her, pulled her into his arms, and, afraid she would be angry, quickly coaxed her:

"I had the HR department fire her that afternoon."

"No way, wouldn't that affect your work?" Wenxi said coldly.

She'd seen all sorts of sluts and sluts, but this kind of woman who knew someone had a wife and still went to seduce them was the most shameless and immoral.

"It won't affect anything. I'll have He Lixian handle it for me."

At first, Zhou Jingchen didn't notice Secretary Su's intentions, but today she brought him a lunchbox, which crossed the line and immediately sounded an alarm bell in his mind.

Wenxi gave him a cold look: "Bring me the bento box, I want to eat it."

He opened the lid and fed her spoonful by spoonful himself.

"It tastes good," Wenxi said.

But he wasn't allowed to taste a single bite.

As she left, Wenxi washed the box and returned it to Secretary Su. "Secretary Su, the bento you made tasted really good. Thank you. I've finished it all."

The other person took the lunchbox, head bowed, stammering, "No, you're welcome, Miss Wen."

A few minutes later, Secretary Su saw Zhou Jingchen with one arm around the woman's waist and the other carrying her bag. The two of them walked out of the office together, affectionately heading towards the elevator.

-

Nighttime, inside a high-end hotel.

The dim red lighting created a romantic and charming atmosphere in the room.

The tie appeared on Zhou Jingchen's wrist.

"Baby..." The man's gaze was deep, and he swallowed hard, calling her in a hoarse voice.

"Who's your baby?" Wenxi asked coldly, kicking his face.

This face is so handsome, with a high nose bridge, pale skin, tightly pursed lips, and clean, smooth facial lines. He's a refined, aloof, and captivating male fox spirit.

Wenxi felt increasingly cheated. Zhou Jingchen was just as handsome when he was a teenager. Why didn't she think to have her eye on him sooner?

The cool, sharp high heels touched his cheek, bringing a unique sensation.

The woman's breasts were full, her waist slender, and she was irresistibly sexy.

He raised his head and reverently placed a kiss on her fair and delicate ankle.

She glanced at him with her charming eyes, her voice affected and artificial: "President Zhou~ call me Secretary Wen."

"Secretary Wen..." He stared at her with a lecherous gaze, his heart pounding wildly.

Wenxi sat down, her slender white fingers slowly unbuttoning his white shirt one button at a time, her eyes alluring: "President Zhou, you're so handsome, it makes my heart itch..."

"Where does it itch?" he asked.

Wenxi's voice was sweet and soft, like a kitten's: "Here."

"And here, it's itchy too."

"Baby, you're so horny," Zhou Jingchen's breath hitched, his throat burning dry. "How about I help you stop the itch?"

"How do you stop the itching?" She continued to unbutton his shirt, and soon, the man's firm chest muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles were revealed.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and muscles that aren't overly muscular—these are the best of the best among young male dogs.

Zhou Jingchen's arm veins bulged as he pointed and said, "Use this to stop the itching."

"No, Mr. Zhou, what if your wife finds out?" The little vixen nestled against him, her bright eyes and white teeth breathtakingly beautiful.

She lowered her head, and her red lips left a vibrant lip print on his chest.

His long, flowing hair cascaded down his shoulders, gently brushing against his skin like a warm current.

Her lips were soft and delicate; the moment they touched his skin, Zhou Jingchen's breathing became erratic.

"Just don't let her know."

"But... people will call me a little vixen..."

"Aren't you just a little vixen?"

Wenxi's eyes were hazy and affectionate. She chuckled softly, her red lips parted, and she whispered something in his ear. [1]

Her warm breath brushed against his neck, and her voice carried a lazy, teasing tone, igniting the flames in Zhou Jingchen's heart.

Wenxi lowered her head slightly, her soft hand tracing down his waist and hips...

"Mr. Zhou...do you love her?"

"Love." His Adam's apple bobbed, and he glanced occasionally at her beautiful eyes, which held a hint of cunning and allure.

She's wicked; she's just toying with him, not making him feel comfortable.

Soon, she lay lazily in front of him like Sleeping Beauty, doing nothing but biting her lip, sticking out her tongue, or gliding her hand over her curvaceous body, her eyes and brows alluring and seductive.

Zhou Jingchen gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Baby, do you remember what happened in Haizhou during your freshman year?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Wenxi kicked his abs.

He immediately let out a low breath, his gaze fixed on her face.

"That night you were drunk and asleep, and I..." [2]

Upon hearing this, she kicked him hard, sneered, and cursed, "Well, you're something else. I never would have guessed. I thought you were a pure and innocent guy, but you're a wolf in sheep's clothing."

No wonder I was covered in marks the next day; it turns out I was molested by that pervert. Damn it.

"I wanted to mess with you back then..."

She snorted, glancing at him sideways with her pretty eyes: "You little cripple, even if you had it back then, could you have managed it?"

A man's pride is the least tolerant of challenges.

One sentence seemed to ignite a fuse. Zhou Jingchen's eyes darkened, and he abruptly broke free of the tie on his wrist.

A relentless bombardment led to the decisive fall of this small fortress. The long battle ended, leaving them exhausted, but a resounding victory was achieved.

She nestled against him, then suddenly remembered something, "Zhou Jingchen, you haven't given me a Qixi Festival gift yet? I've already given you two."

"What did you give me?" Zhou Jingchen asked gruffly. He ran his hand over her bare back and pulled the blanket up a little.

She muttered under her breath, "A tie, and tonight, that's two gifts."

"Your gift is parked in the garage. I was planning to give it to you tonight, but you tricked me into coming to the hotel."

"Who tricked you into coming to the hotel?" She propped her head up and punched him.

"You seduced me, tempted me, and tricked me out of all the ammunition in my inventory."

She smiled shyly, raising her fair arm to cover his mouth, "Shameless."

Zhou Jingchen pulled her into his arms, holding her smooth, silky body, and whispered, "Happy Qixi Festival, I love you, baby."

Wenxi nuzzled his neck and whispered, "I love you too, little dog."

-

2010, winter.

On Christmas Eve, Lu Zhenting and his wife brought their son to their villa in the southern suburbs for a gathering.

A beautiful Christmas tree was placed in the corner of the living room, creating a festive atmosphere.

Wenxi was wearing a beige knitted dress, lounging lazily on the sofa, her long, black hair cascading down her back. Her nearly four-month pregnant belly was already showing, her round little belly slightly protruding, making her look cute and gentle.

"Sister-in-law, when are you going to give birth?" Xiao Bao sat down next to her and gently touched her belly.

Lu Yuanyuan brought over a plate of sliced ​​fruit and placed it in front of the two of them. "Your sister-in-law is due to give birth around July next year."

"Sister-in-law, do you know? You're pregnant with a baby, a little life!" Her voice was filled with curiosity and excitement.

Wenxi chuckled softly, "I know."

Before long, the food was served one after another, and everyone sat down at the table.

Lu Zhenting said, "Your grandma knows that Xiao Xique is pregnant, so she asked me to bring you some things, including sea cucumber, abalone, and dried scallops... Jingchen, come with me to the car to unload them after dinner."

The old lady is trying to make amends.

Zhou Jingchen picked up a piece of pork rib, used his chopsticks to remove two scallions from the surface, and then put the rib into Wenxi's bowl.

He said, "Dad, we have everything we need here. You and Mom can keep it for yourselves."

Lu Zhenting sighed inwardly, but didn't try to persuade him any further.

The heating was on inside, making the living room warm and cozy. After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa watching TV together. The three adults mainly discussed the baby: what name to choose, how to decorate the nursery upstairs, what supplements to buy for Wenxi, and how many nannies to hire after the baby is born...

Outside, the night was dark and quiet. Through the French windows, Wenxi saw snow falling heavily from the deep blue sky, making her heart itch with longing.

"Zhou Jingchen~ I want to go for a walk," she said.

"Sister-in-law, I'll go with you," Xiao Bao immediately raised his hand.

Lu Yuanyuan glared at Xiaobao, signaling that she was talking too much.

Zhou Jingchen gently patted Wenxi's shoulder: "It's freezing cold outside and very slippery. Be good, we're not going out."

"I just want to go have fun, why are you like this? How shameless! You're always saying you can't do this or that," Wenxi scolded.

"Girl, it's frozen outside. Let it thaw before you go out to play," Xiang Qin advised, worried that you might fall and get seriously injured.

In an instant, a wave of grievances surged into Wenxi's heart. Ever since she became pregnant with this puppy, she seemed to have become powerless and vulnerable. No one cared about her anymore. Everyone treated this unborn baby as a treasure, but no one cared about her joys and sorrows.

Pregnancy is already a sensitive period, and on top of that, everyone was restricting her in every way under the guise of "doing what's best for her," which made her feel suffocated and depressed.

She blinked, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and a few teardrops of grievance slid down her cheeks.

He got up from the sofa, muttered, "So annoying." He didn't care about anyone else's feelings, and strode upstairs, slamming the bedroom door shut.

The adults looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Go and comfort her!" Lu Yuanyuan nudged Zhou Jingchen's arm, her tone urgent.

"Mom and Dad, please sit down first. I'll go take a look." Zhou Jingchen quickly got up and hurried upstairs.

The bedroom was dark, with only the light from the snow outside filtering in through the window, illuminating a small figure on the bed.

Wenxi huddled under the covers, her head buried in them, her shoulders trembling, suppressed sobs escaping from beneath the covers, muffled whimpers that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Little princess." He lay down on his side by the bed and pulled the blanket off her face.

"Get the hell away from me!" Wenxi's voice choked with sobs as she yelled at him, tears still streaming down her face.

Zhou Jingchen felt a tightness in his chest and pulled the person into his arms, coaxing softly, "It's really cold outside, the wind is fierce. If you catch a cold and can't take medicine, how uncomfortable will you feel? It breaks my heart to see you like this, but I can't take your place. Please be understanding, okay?"

"You don't care about me at all! You only care about this child! I knew I shouldn't have had this baby with you! You filthy, despicable dog, you lewd dog who doesn't use condoms during sex!"

"Now you've teamed up with Mom and Dad to control and restrict me. I can't go to class, I can't eat what I want, I can't do what I want. Everyone treats this kid like a treasure, and nobody cares whether I'm happy or not! Zhou Jingchen, just you wait, if you push me too far, I'll do it tomorrow!"

Every word was like a knife stabbing into his heart.

How could he not feel sorry for her?

Despite the elders' restrictions on what she could eat, he would still secretly buy it for her. Liang's desserts, Dezhou roast chicken... he would always satisfy her cravings immediately.

The elders wouldn't let her go out to work, but when the weather was nice and there was no ice on the ground, he would occasionally drive her to the dance studio.

The young lady was in a fit of temper and didn't remember anyone's kindness.

Seeing her red, swollen eyes and the tears rolling down her cheeks, Zhou Jingchen felt his heart breaking and dared not utter a single harsh word.

He held her hand and continued to coax her softly, "Of course you're the most important person in my heart. Have you forgotten who went out in the middle of the night to buy you milk tea last night?"

"Mom and Dad love to nag, it's so annoying! After they leave and Mom goes back to her room, I'll take you outside to build a snowman and set off fireworks, okay?"

She sniffed and asked fiercely, "Really?"

"Really." Zhou Jingchen lowered his head and kissed her red lips.