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

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw five or six colleagues standing not far away, staring in disbelief at the scene before them.

Standing at the front were Li Wei, Xiao Zhe, and Wenxi's best friend Jiang Qi.

Hehehehehe...

Wenxi's expression froze instantly.

Her arms were still wrapped around his neck, and her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist. She looked like an adorable little bear, hanging perfectly on his back.

The astonished yet gossipy looks in everyone's eyes felt like countless nails piercing her.

She hurriedly tried to jump off his back, but the moment she moved, he lightly patted her bottom in front of everyone and said in a deep voice, "Don't move!"

Wenxi's face flushed red instantly. She turned her face away awkwardly, her eyes darting elsewhere, wishing she could disappear into the ground on the spot.

"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong with Assistant Wen?" Li Wei broke the silence first, her eyes showing concern and inquiry.

Jiang Qi quickly walked over to the two of them and asked repeatedly, "Little Magpie, are you injured?"

"Mmm..." Wenxi's cheeks were burning hot, and her voice was barely audible.

Xiao Zhe subconsciously took two steps forward: "Are you alright, Wenxi?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze being cast at him from somewhere.

Jiang Qi frowned and reached out to help her up: "Where are you hurt? Let me see!"

"Foot..." Wenxi bit her lip, originally planning to make up a lie about a sprained ankle, so that this intimate posture would at least seem more reasonable.

Unexpectedly, the man beside her spoke first, saying in a calm tone, "Her shoes rub her feet."

What?!

Everyone was even more stunned.

Is it really worth the CEO personally carrying a shoe back if it rubs your feet? Who hasn't had their feet rubbed by shoes before!

What exactly is the relationship between these two? How come they've become so intimate in just two or three days?

Everyone looked at each other, then their gazes darted back and forth between the boss and the girl on his back. They were full of questions, but no one dared to actually ask them.

Li Wei raised an eyebrow and smiled as she smoothed things over: "Most of the roads here are dirt roads, so it's really tiring to walk on. You'll need to wear comfortable shoes."

"Is it badly chafed?" Xiao Zhe asked persistently, his worried gaze falling on Wen Xi's flushed cheeks.

Jiang Qi was extremely anxious: "Did you rub yourself raw and bleed? No wonder you can't walk!"

Zhou Jingchen glanced at everyone with a calm expression and said seriously, "It's quite serious; his heels are all rubbed red."

The air fell silent, and the scene became quite awkward.

Wenxi blushed so deeply that her cheeks turned red to the roots of her neck, and she quickly nudged his shoulder:

"Mr. Zhou, thank you so much for your help on this journey. Please put me down and let Jiang Qi help me back."

Seeing that his arms were still tightly wrapped around her, she leaned close to his ear and threatened through gritted teeth in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Put me down right now!"

Zhou Jingchen then loosened his grip and carefully placed her steadily on the ground.

The two were very close. Wenxi raised her hand and patted his slightly wrinkled collar, a forced smile on her face, and added in a low voice:

"Don't let anyone know about our relationship, or I'll kill you."

Zhou Jingchen raised an eyebrow but did not respond.

Wenxi quickly stomped down the heels of her shoes, shuffling along, nodded slightly to the crowd, then turned to Zhou Jingchen with a "sincere" smile:

"Mr. Zhou, you're such a kind person! We're so grateful to you today. I'll definitely send you a banner of appreciation later!"

After saying that, she grabbed Jiang Qi's arm and tried to escape the awkward situation.

"Wenxi, let me take you home!" Xiao Zhe quickly followed.

Wenxi waved her hand and said, "No need!" Then, under the varied gazes of the crowd, she hurriedly left.

Zhou Jingchen watched her beautiful figure flee in disarray, one hand casually in his pocket, his tall and slender figure casting a long shadow in the sunlight.

His gaze slowly swept over the diverse expressions on the faces of the people before him, and he suddenly spoke leisurely: "Is it beautiful?"

"What?" Everyone looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Zhou Jingchen raised his chin, gestured in the direction Wenxi had left, and asked again:

I asked, "Is she pretty?"

Xiao Zhe paused for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, grinning憨直的 (simple and honest): "Beautiful."

Zhou Jingchen chuckled, his tone languid yet confident, and casually uttered:

"My girlfriend."

These words came as a bolt from the blue.

Everyone present was so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

A smile blossomed in his eyes and brows: "We're childhood sweethearts, we grew up together, and I've had a crush on her since I was little."

As he spoke, his gentle gaze swept lightly over Xiao Zhe, and he added slowly and deliberately:

"She will be my wife in the future, the boss's wife of Xingyao."

After saying this, he turned around, took a composed step, and gracefully left.

-

When He Li rushed back to the village, he was carrying a bag containing a pair of soft and comfortable sneakers and a pair of pink sandals.

The styles were all carefully selected. The shop owner specifically told me to buy the pretty ones.

He wasn't sure what the relationship was between Zhou Jingchen and Wenxi, but he guessed that they must have known each other before, and that she was probably someone like a white moonlight or a first love. Moreover, he could tell from some subtle details that his boss was the one pursuing her.

The project boss originally didn't plan to come, but for some reason changed his mind at the last minute.

He also instructed him to take care of Wenxi along the way, not to let her carry heavy things, not to let her do hard work, and not to let her be exposed to the wind and sun.

The last time I went to the police station to bail someone out, the boss went on a rampage, smashing up their shop, all because of this girl named Wenxi.

He Li had been by Zhou Jingchen's side for nearly three years and had never seen him so out of control or crazy.

In his eyes, Zhou Jingchen was gentle, elegant and composed, and rarely showed any strong emotions.

The boss is a complete workaholic. He works all day long and often stays in the office until late at night before going home.

He has two homes, one of which is the villa where his parents and grandmother live, which he rarely goes back to.

He Li had met his grandmother a few times; she was very difficult to deal with, an old lady who seemed kind but actually had a strong desire to control.

He Lin could tell that the boss didn't like his grandmother very much, and their relationship had always been distant and aloof.

Just like when the old lady had her birthday, he was too lazy to pick a gift and let He Li just choose something suitable to send over.

The other place of residence is the apartment where the boss lives alone.

He Li had been there a few times. The house was simply and cleanly furnished, so empty that there was not a trace of a woman living there. He lived a life as bland as water.

Over the past few years, the only thing that could stir up emotions in the boss's heart, the only thing that could make him care so much, seems to be this girl in front of him.

He Li carried his things and walked quickly to the door of Wenxi's residence, then knocked on the door.

The door opened with a click, and he looked up, instantly stunned.

The boss was sitting in a chair in the room, while the girl was comfortably reclining to the side, her two slender, white legs resting on his knees, being carefully kneaded by him.

"Mr. Zhou," He Li said, a little flustered, standing at the door hesitant to go in, "the things have been bought."

Upon hearing the sound, Wenxi, like a startled rabbit, hurriedly pulled her leg back from his knee.

Zhou Jingchen didn't even look up, and said indifferently, "Put it on the table."

"Okay." He Li said, put down the bag, turned around, closed the door, and left.

"Your company saw everything," Wenxi sighed, slumping against the back of her chair with her eyes closed. "Did you say anything inappropriate today?"

"no."

Without changing his expression, Zhou Jingchen took out the band-aid from the plastic bag, bent down, and held her fair and delicate feet in his palm.

Her feet were small and delicate, easily held in one hand, with skin as white and smooth as jade and a beautiful arch. Every inch of them was extremely beautiful.

He carefully applied the band-aid to the reddened area on her heel, his movements as gentle as if he were handling some rare treasure.

"I just think that since it's over in a month anyway, if others find out, it will only cause unnecessary trouble," Wenxi said listlessly.

Zhou Jingchen paused, his long eyelashes lowered, concealing the turbulent emotions in his eyes.

He held her ankle with his fingertips, applying a little pressure.

"Ouch...be gentle!" Wenxi frowned and lightly kicked his chest.

The kick, neither too light nor too heavy, sent a tingling sensation through his chest, making his breathing suddenly heavy.

He raised his head, cupped her jade-like, warm feet, and lowered his head to place a devout kiss on her bare instep.

Wenxi stared at him with wide almond-shaped eyes, her snow-white ears turning a thin blush at a visible speed.

This man is really "perverted" in some ways; his behavior is completely different from his refined and serious face.

Zhou Jingchen picked up the pink sandals and carefully slipped them onto her feet, saying softly:

"Wear slippers for the next couple of days, and wear other shoes once your foot is better."

"Oh, okay." Wenxi's feet were in soft slippers, her gaze fell on him, and a ripple of indescribable emotion stirred in her heart.

Zhou Jingchen stood up and looked down at her.

His gaze fell on her moist, rosy lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly involuntarily.

His deep, narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He extended his thumb, pressing the pad of his finger against her lips with pressure and warmth, gently caressing them: "Sister."

He leaned down slightly, bringing his voice close to her ear, his deep voice possessing a magnetic quality like a bass cannon:

"For a kiss?"

Wenxi blinked her watery eyes twice, but before she could respond, he leaned down and captured her red lips.

Her small lips were as soft as strawberry pudding, intoxicatingly sweet. Zhou Jingchen's thin lips brushed against hers, gently caressing and sucking, his touch both tender and lingering.

It was an incredibly tender and passionate kiss, their breaths mingling as they were deeply immersed in each other's presence.

Wenxi's cheeks flushed red from his kisses, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked like a honey-soaked wine, exuding an alluring charm.

After a long while, he released her, panting, and reluctantly kissed her rosy lips, his eyes glancing at her with a half-smile, his voice low and melodious:

"Why is the little princess's face so red?"

Wenxi's breathing was uneven, her almond-shaped eyes were narrowed, and her snow-white arms clung weakly to his shoulders. "Zhou Jingchen."

"Hmm?" he responded softly, his nose gently brushing against hers.

Her voice was soft and sweet: "You can't kiss me anytime, anywhere..."

"I already asked you that before."

"Did I agree before you kissed me?" Wen Xi pouted angrily. "You always suck my lips until they're swollen; I won't be able to face anyone tomorrow!"

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his thin lips gently touched her fair cheek:

"Then... I won't suck on your lips anymore, okay?"

"Mmm." Wenxi was dizzy from his kisses, her eyes filled with soft light, and she said in a sweet voice, "Anyway, you have to listen to me."

"Alright, I'll do whatever the little princess says." Zhou Jingchen chuckled. "Whatever you want me to do, I'll do. If you want me to be your dog, I'll be your dog."

Wenxi was dissatisfied with the last sentence, so she raised her soft little fist and punched his chest, grumbling:

"You were always my dog."

Zhou Jingchen pulled the person into his arms, his dark, deep eyes gleaming with a gentle, contented light.

"Yeah, I've always been your dog."