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

During dinner, Xiang Qin said, "Jingchen, if you're sleeping alone tonight, make sure to lock the doors and windows and boil some water beforehand, otherwise you won't have anything to drink if you get thirsty in the middle of the night."

"I know, Aunt Xiang, I'm all grown up now, don't worry."

Wen Zhiting took a sip of porridge and suggested, "Why don't you sleep here? Old Zhou's room is inconvenient for going to the toilet and taking a shower; it's too much trouble to go back and forth."

Under the table, Xiang Qin gently kicked her husband and gave him a wink.

She felt that if the two children were having a fight now, they should be allowed to calm down on their own, and the adults shouldn't interfere. They'd make up in less than a day anyway.

Yes, from childhood to adulthood, Wenxi and Zhou Jingchen have fought, argued, and had cold wars countless times, but none of them lasted more than a day.

Xiang Qin said, "Jing Chen, go back and rest after you finish breakfast. You don't need to tutor her tonight."

"It's okay, Auntie. I'll go back to sleep after I finish tutoring my sister. It won't be a problem," Zhou Jingchen replied.

Wenxi angrily ate several chicken wings, with dark brown broth still dripping from her mouth. She didn't want to look up at Zhou Jingchen at all.

He actually said her snoring disturbed him while she slept?!

How is that possible?!

How could a princess snore?!

This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! She can't swallow this insult!

Wenxi angrily stabbed her chopsticks into the mushy chicken wing, thinking: How nice she was to call him "sister" in front of her parents! What a pretentious act!

He must have harbored resentment towards her for a long time! After all, she often bullied him and didn't act like an older sister at all.

He would pretend to be gentle, harmless, and sensible in front of adults, but in reality, he was a cunning and ruthless man with more tricks up his sleeve than a pineapple!

Just before the chicken wing was about to be stuffed into her gaping maw, Xiang Qin couldn't help but click her tongue, nudged her arm, and frowned, saying:

"There were ten chicken wings on the plate, and you've already eaten five by yourself. Did you even put one in Jingchen's bowl? Is this how you treat someone's older sister?"

When Zhou Jingchen saw Xiang Qin scolding her, he quickly said, "Auntie, it's okay. I don't really like eating meat anyway."

Wen Zhiting also looked at Wen Xi, and the air suddenly became tense. Wen Xi was already unhappy, and her temper flared up. In a fit of anger, she slammed her chopsticks down and shouted, "I'm not eating!"

Everyone at the table froze.

She glared at Zhou Jingchen, then stormed back to her bedroom.

Wen Zhiting sighed; Xiang Qin rolled up her sleeves: "What are you doing? Why is this girl so grumpy now?"

Zhou Jingchen put down his chopsticks and said apologetically, "Uncle and Aunt, I'm sorry, I upset my sister today. Don't worry, I'll go talk to her."

They both looked at Zhou Jingchen, and Wen Zhiting said, "Don't always give in to her. Even your aunt and I aren't like that, sigh..."

Wen Zhiting was a big shot at the factory, but he couldn't control his little tyrant at home.

The bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and the room was pitch black.

Zhou Jingchen turned on the light and, leaning on his cane, walked step by step to the pink single bed on the inside.

He bent down to pull the blanket covering the girl's head, but Wenxi held on tightly, and he couldn't pull it off.

So he sat down next to her and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry, little princess, don't be angry."

Wenxi felt sullen and remained silent. He continued to coax her, "Your Highness, please forgive me, my noble princess."

The blanket was suddenly pulled back, and the girl sat up, glaring at him with her beautiful eyes:

"You actually said I snore! Zhou Jingchen, are you asking for a beating? Even if my snoring bothers you, does that give you the right to talk to me in such a cold tone? Have you forgotten your principle of unconditional obedience to me? You're constantly provoking me and making me unhappy. I don't want you to be my puppy anymore! I don't want such a disobedient puppy!"

"Wenxi," Zhou Jingchen's eyes instantly reddened. He panicked, his hand loosened, and his cane fell to the ground with a "clatter."

He grabbed her wrist: "I'm sorry, please let me continue being your dog, I'm willing to. I swear I won't be so cold to you anymore."

He was quick-witted and found an excuse for himself: "I just heard from Fang Haoyu that you said I wet the bed, so I was a little unhappy... You promised me you wouldn't tell anyone."

Mentioning this, Wenxi did indeed feel a bit guilty. She swallowed nervously, but her imposing manner remained undiminished.

"I... I have a mouth, I can say what I want. You wet the bed and you can't let others tell you? I'm already being nice by not telling my parents."

"I know you're really kind. Thank you for not telling your aunt and uncle about this embarrassing incident, otherwise I would have been too ashamed to face them."

Zhou Jingchen held her small hand and gently shook it: "Don't be angry, okay?"

He took two yuan from his pocket and quietly handed it to her hand as a bribe, holding up his watch in a gesture of loyalty:

"Don't be angry, little princess. I will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely obey you from now on."

Wenxi clutched the two yuan, a smirk playing on his lips, and licked them.

"Alright, I'm magnanimous and won't hold it against you. But if you do it again, I won't let you off so easily."

"Where are you sleeping tonight?" she asked again.

Zhou Jingchen lowered his head and remained silent.

Wenxi frowned and asked, "Do I really snore?"

He still didn't say anything.

In fact, Wenxi does snore, and Zhou Jingchen wasn't lying about that.

When Wenxi was a child, he was a bit chubby, which led to him snoring a little. He would sleep like a little pig, making a "snoring" sound. However, it doesn't happen as frequently now.

Zhou Jingchen was already used to her snoring, and saying that her snoring made him want to go back to his own home to sleep was just a small excuse.

Wenxi's brows furrowed so tightly they looked like ropes, and she asked again, "Is my snoring really that loud?"

Zhou Jingchen remained silent.

Wenxi's face darkened, and she fell silent. After a while, she suddenly slipped out of bed and went to the living room to rummage through drawers and cabinets.

Finally, she took a roll of white medical tape from the first-aid kit, ran to the bathroom, fiddled with it for a while, and then went back into the bedroom.

Zhou Jingchen lifted his eyes and saw that the girl had sealed her mouth shut with a white tape in the middle of her lips, forming an "X" shape.

She plopped down next to Zhou Jingchen, shaking his arm to make him look at her properly, and mumbled indistinctly:

"If I stick his mouth shut, he shouldn't snore anymore, and then he won't bother you."

Zhou Jingchen stared at the silly girl in front of him and suddenly felt like laughing.

He gave a slight smile, gripping his fingers tightly to stifle a laugh. If he laughed now, Wenxi would be angry.

A short while later, Xiang Qin knocked on the door and came in. She saw that the two had made up and were sitting at the desk by the window, starting to study.

She smiled with relief, thinking that the two children hadn't eaten well for dinner, so she went to the kitchen, cut up a fruit platter, and brought it over.

Zhou Jingchen pointed to a math problem in the workbook and said gently, "First, move the X to the right..."

After placing the fruit platter on the desk, Zhou Jingchen looked up at Xiang Qin and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

"You all continue your studies." Xiang Qin smiled and walked out, closing the door behind her.