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

Zhou Jingchen politely replied, "Hello."

Qiao Yue smiled gently and greeted them, "Grandma invited me to her house for dinner a few days ago, but I didn't see you. I heard you went on a business trip?"

"Yeah, just got back." He said succinctly, his gaze not lingering on her for even a moment longer.

Wenxi, who was standing to the side, quietly sized up the girl in front of her and recognized her as the one who had been with Zhou Jingchen's grandmother last time.

The impeccably tailored designer haute couture, the expensive handbag slung over her wrist, and the overall exquisite craftsmanship all exuded meticulous attention to detail.

In comparison, her own dress suddenly seemed dull and inferior.

Qiao Yue glanced at Wen Xi almost imperceptibly, her eyebrows slightly raised, and asked with a hint of inquiry, "And who is this?"

Zhou Jingchen gently pulled Wenxi's hand to his side, saying, "Girlfriend."

"She's quite pretty." Qiao Yue smiled politely and nodded to Wen Xi in greeting.

Her eyes swept over Wenxi—a cheap polyester skirt, inexpensive white sneakers, and the cheap bag Zhou Jingchen was carrying on his wrist.

Qiao Yue had seen plenty of girls like this.

She was simply after Zhou Jingchen's family background and good looks; she could easily win him over by buying him some bags and jewelry.

So that's what he likes.

A mocking glint flashed in her eyes, but Qiao Yue's expression remained elegant and gentle as she nodded slightly: "I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. You two can continue your stroll."

"Hmm." Zhou Jingchen didn't want to talk to her any longer, his tone neither warm nor cold.

After the person had walked away, Wenxi asked, "Who was she?"

"We're not very close; our parents are just acquaintances."

Zhou Jingchen kissed her forehead, not intending to say anything more. It was just the old lady's wishful thinking to bring them together anyway, nothing worth mentioning, lest she overthink things.

Wenxi simply said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions, treating it as just a minor incident during their shopping trip.

On their way home, the two stopped at a large supermarket.

The supermarket wasn't crowded on a weekday. Zhou Jingchen pushed the shopping cart, holding the handle with one hand and holding Wenxi's hand tightly with the other, their fingers never letting go.

I bought a complete set of men's slippers, matching couple toothbrushes, toothbrush cups, towels, and other basic daily necessities.

I also bought a lot of spicy strips, strawberry-flavored and chocolate-filled cookies, and other snacks that I really like.

When he got to the fruit and vegetable section, Zhou Jingchen remembered that he had been organizing the refrigerator that morning and found it empty, so he bought some vegetables, meat, milk, and so on.

In no time, the shopping cart was overflowing.

Wenxi looked at the mountain-like pile of goods and asked, "Are you here to buy supplies?"

Zhou Jingchen: "Buy some things to keep on hand, so we can cook whatever we want to eat anytime."

Her life was too rough; it was obvious she didn't take good care of herself. Now that she's back in his hands, he has to fatten her up.

When they reached the checkout area, Wenxi saw him take a few boxes from the shelf next to him. Upon closer inspection, she realized they were condoms.

Her face flushed red, and she muttered softly, "Why did you buy so much?"

He said frankly, "It's better to be prepared."

Zhou Jingchen carried two large, heavy bags on his own, his steps steady and showing no sign of strain. The two walked side by side toward the parking lot.

As Zhou Jingchen walked through a dimly lit passageway behind the supermarket, he suddenly stopped.

He stared at a familiar figure in the corner, hesitated for a few seconds, and tentatively called out, "Lu Xiaobao?"

The young couple who were cuddling and kissing in the corner suddenly jumped away, their movements as flustered as startled rabbits.

When Lu Xiaobao recognized the person as her brother, she immediately exclaimed, "Holy crap, my brother!"

After saying that, she hurriedly pushed the boy next to her and shoved him away.

Wenxi stared blankly at the girl in front of him, too shocked to come to his senses for a long time.

Her hair was dyed a flamboyant yellow, her eyeliner was drawn thickly, and despite the 20-degree weather, she wore a ripped mini-skirt, a strapless top, and four or five densely packed sparkly earrings. A silver eyebrow stud was also embedded in her brow bone, and she carried an American plaid bag slung over her arm, jingling with a bunch of colorful trinkets. She exuded a rebellious, juvenile vibe.

This... is actually Zhou Jingchen's younger sister?

Judging by their appearances alone, the brother and sister are worlds apart, completely unrelated.

Lu Xiaobao, head down, shuffled over to Zhou Jingchen, his voice weak: "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Jingchen's gaze swept over her, and he asked in a calm voice, "Who was that just now?"

"Well... my classmate." Lu Xiaobao's eyes darted around as he spoke, and he couldn't help but curiously look at the pretty older sister standing next to his brother, feeling inexplicably that she looked very familiar.

"Shouldn't you be at school today? Did you skip class again?"

"No, I'm hanging out with my classmate. I don't have classes this afternoon."

Lu Xiaobao is five years younger than Zhou Jingchen and is still a sophomore in college. At home, she is closest to Zhou Jingchen, followed by her parents, and lastly... lastly her pet dog, Domi, although that dog has been poisoned by the old witch.

Lu Xiaobao buried Domi under the acacia tree in the yard, but the old witch said it was bad luck and insisted that the grave be dug up and Domi's body thrown outside.

From that day on, Lu Xiaobao completely gave up and became the most rebellious girl in the family, causing her parents the most headaches.

Zhou Jingchen: "Are you in a relationship?"

"What's there to talk about... it's just for fun." She said, sticking out her tongue, revealing a red tongue tip with a piercing.

Wenxi was surprised for a second; this child was strangely trendy.

Zhou Jingchen felt a headache coming on when he saw her like this. "If you're going to talk, then talk properly. What do you mean by 'just playing around'? In the end, won't you be the one who suffers?"

"What do you mean by 'losing out'? It's just a kiss!" Lu Xiaobao said nonchalantly. "A kiss is enjoyable for both of us, so neither of us loses out."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Wenxi again.

As he looked, suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had remembered something. He slapped his forehead, pointed at Wenxi, and said:

"This isn't it, this isn't it, this isn't..."

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhou Jingchen, her fingers trembling, "Brother, that thing in your room, that one..."

Zhou Jingchen shot him a sharp glare, a silent warning. Lu Xiaobao shrank back, swallowing the rest of his words.

Wenxi was completely bewildered, not understanding what kind of riddle the brother and sister were playing.

After confirming who the pretty woman in front of him was, Xiao Bao's eyes lit up. He clapped his hands, stepped forward with a fawning expression, grabbed Wen Xi's arm, and called out in a sweet, affectionate voice, "Sister-in-law~"

Wenxi was not used to being called that for the first time, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

"Hello, Xiaobao." She greeted her politely with an awkward smile.

"Sister-in-law, so you're the sister-in-law I've been separated from for so many years! Thank goodness you showed up, otherwise Zhou Jingchen would have been a bachelor for life!"

"You talk too much nonsense," Zhou Jingchen said, raising his chin. "Come on, I'll take you back to school."

Lu Xiaobao did skip class today and had even made plans to go clubbing with friends tonight, but she was caught red-handed by Zhou Jingchen halfway there. She pouted, completely unwilling, but still obediently got into the car.

She nestled in the back seat, her mouth never stopping, chattering away—a stark contrast to Zhou Jingchen's reserved and aloof demeanor.

Zhou Jingchen focused on driving, while Lu Xiaobao clung to the back of the front seat, craning his neck next to Wenxi.

"Sister-in-law, where do you work?"

Wenxi replied very seriously, "I'm going to work at Liang's Dessert Shop right away."

"Liang Ji? I love Liang Ji's mango crepes the most! Sister-in-law, can I get a discount next time I buy from you?"

Wenxi smiled and said, "It should be okay, I'll secretly give you a discount."

Lu Xiaobao, pushing his luck, leaned closer and asked in a sly tone, "So, sister-in-law, when are you and my brother planning to get married?"

"Uh... this... I haven't..." Her thoughts were so disjointed that Wenxi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Marriage? With Zhou Jingchen?

She had never even considered this idea.

Zhou Jingchen was also stunned for a moment, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and subconsciously glanced at Wenxi beside him.

When he saw the embarrassment and helplessness on her face, he felt a slight sting in his heart.

Lu Xiaobao, oblivious to the subtle atmosphere between the two, clasped his hands together and addressed Wenxi:

"Sister-in-law, please marry into our family! I'm begging you, we need a capable leader."