The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

"Then I can pursue my sister!" The little boy innocently told Chong Jianzhi what he was thinking, "My sister is so beautiful, I like her!"

Chong Jianzhi was wondering how kids these days could mature so early. Before he knew how to evade the other party, he heard his grandfather's voice: "The little girl is awake!"

Nie Zheng woke up in a daze. She slowly opened her eyes, but was dazzled by the light of the incandescent lamp and squinted again.

"elder brother……"

Upon hearing the sound, Chong Jianzhi hurried to Nie Zheng and held her hand, his palms full of sweat.

"how do you feel?"

"I fell asleep... and had a dream." Nie Zheng rubbed her eyes, as if she had forgotten that she was bitten by a snake. "I dreamed that when I was a child you bought me candied haws with hawthorn and red bean paste... I'm hungry, brother."

Elder Chen Hua called because he heard that Nie Zheng was bitten by a snake and was worried about her. After learning that she was fine, Elder Chen Hua returned to his indifference. His voice was a little stiff, and he said to Nie Zheng: "I asked you to chop wood, but you got into trouble. You really make me worry. Go back to where you came from tomorrow!"

Nie Zheng was still very weak. She could tell that old man Chen Hua actually cared about her, so she said to him boldly, even a little coquettishly: "I won't leave. If I leave, who will chop firewood for you?"

Elder Chen Hua didn't expect Nie Zheng to say that. He was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice, "Nervous."

After the call was hung up, Nie Zheng was in a good mood. She looked down at the wound on her ankle and felt only a slight pain. However, her spirit had recovered. She told Chong Jianzhi not to disturb the grandfather and the little boy anymore and to go back to old man Chen Hua.

"Stop, sister. Your injury hasn't healed yet."

The grandfather held the little boy and handed Chong Jianzhi two packets of herbs, instructing him how to grind the herbs and apply them to Nie Zheng's wound. Chong Jianzhi took note of it very seriously, and Nie Zheng found his look a little cute.

Before leaving, Chong Jianzhi expressed his gratitude to the old man and the little boy, and took out his mobile phone to transfer money, but was stopped by the old man.

"A few packets of herbs are not worth much. Saving you is just a side job. Please go. We don't want your money."

The little boy also nodded beside him and said, "Big guy, you have a bad memory. You clearly paid me in the evening."

Chong Jianzhi didn't react for a moment, and asked the little boy: "What did I give you?"

The little boy immediately jumped off the stool and took the glass bottle filled with yellow and white flowers: "Here, isn't this it?"

Moved by the simple and kind-hearted little boy in front of him, Chong Jianzhi no longer insisted on paying them. He only left his phone number and promised that if they needed his help in the future, he would do his best to help.

On the way home, Nie Zheng still had some difficulty walking, so the old man found her a hiking stick - actually it was just a dried branch. She used the stick as a crutch and limped behind Chong Jianzhi.

After walking a few steps outside, Chong Jianzhi felt distressed. He half-knelt in front of Nie Zheng, bent down, patted his shoulder and said, "I'll carry you."

Nie Zheng was stunned again. The flashlight fell on Chong Jianzhi's broad back. The man's muscles were clearly visible under the thin cloth. His taut back and two thin shoulder blades protruded on both sides, looking... exceptionally sexy.

Lying on his back, Nie Zheng felt completely safe. Chong Jianzhi held her calves tightly with his arms, and his steps were powerful and slow.

The flashlight couldn't illuminate his face, but Nie Zheng could feel Chong Jianzhi's breath as he tilted his head slightly to talk to her. His ear brushed against her cheek, and her ear was cold, while her face was hot.

"You are too thin. You should eat more."

Chong Jianzhi tilted his head and spoke to Nie Zheng. His voice was not loud and she could not hear clearly, so she asked him to say it again.

When Chong Jian knew it for the second time, he moved his head closer to her, and his lips inadvertently brushed across her face, leaving a hazy and abstract kiss.

For a moment, it was as if all her breath was taken away. Nie Zheng felt the warmth of his lips, and her arms hugged Chong Jianzhi tighter. Her heart was beating fast, but she let the silence spread.

Fortunately, the two of them had reached the intersection, and after turning a corner in less than fifty meters they arrived at old man Chen Hua's yard.

Shining the flashlight over there, Nie Zheng saw the stubborn and overbearing old man standing at the intersection in his coat, looking in the direction the two were coming back.

"Are you waiting for us?" Nie Zheng asked.

The answer is not important. Chong Jianzhi was getting closer and closer to old man Chen Hua, carrying Nie Zheng on his back. When the other party saw that the two had returned safely, he felt relieved and turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

Nie Zheng saw everything and muttered, "Little old man with a hard mouth and a soft heart."

Chong Jianzhi carried Nie Zheng on his back and followed the old man slowly, keeping a distance of a few meters. Looking at the old man's hunched back, he always felt inexplicably warm.

The next day.

Chong Jianzhi had just changed the medicine for Nie Zheng when the little boy who had generously helped her last night appeared in old man Chen Hua's yard, jumping and skipping.

Seeing Nie Zheng, the little boy smiled widely on his dark face. Although it was winter, he was only wearing trousers and a pair of yellow canvas shoes. Nie Zheng didn't look closely last night, but when she saw the little boy dressed like this today, she felt inexplicably distressed.

"Why are you wearing so little?" Nie Zheng turned on her phone and checked the time. "Today is Monday, aren't you going to school?"

The little boy lowered his head and clasped his hands. His nails had grown long and looked dirty, and inexplicably pitiful. He said to Nie Zheng, "I'm not cold."

Chong Jianzhi also asked, "Aren't you going to school?"

The little boy shook his head: "No."

"How old are you? How can you not go to school?" Nie Zheng asked anxiously.

Old man Chen Hua happened to walk out of the house at this time. When he saw the little boy, he called him "little devil". After a while, he took out two bags of biscuits from the house and handed them to the little boy.

"It's almost expired, take it away quickly."

The little boy happily took it without saying thank you. Old man Chen Hua was used to it and went back into the house.

"Sister, I came to see if your injury has healed."

The little boy squatted down and saw that Nie Zheng's wound was no longer red and swollen, and her spirits were in good condition, so he finally felt relieved. He held two bags of biscuits in his arms, and he jumped away again, as if he had no worries at all.

Nie Zheng felt strange, so she went into the house to find old man Chen Hua to ask about the little boy.

"That kid? He's just a poor guy. Everyone in the village knows that his father is a gambler. His mother couldn't stand it and ran away. Before she left, she stabbed his grandmother. The old lady is a bad person. She treats her daughter-in-law badly. She poured hot oil on her face, destroying half of her face. It's creepy to look at. The kid's father owed a loan shark because of gambling. Now he is hiding outside. He comes back occasionally to ask the old man for money. It's really a sin!"

Nie Zheng felt very sad after hearing this. She didn't know why there was such a father and why the little boy lived in such a family, with no education and no future.

"At first we felt sorry for the kid and collected some money for his grandfather so that he could take him to school, but we didn't expect that the money would end up in the hands of his son. This is a bottomless pit and no one can help them."

Chong Jianzhi was listening attentively. He was not a compassionate person, but the little boy had saved Nie Zheng but only asked him for a bouquet of flowers.

"Do you have the contact information of the child's father?" Chong Jianzhi suddenly asked, "I can help him go to school."

At first, old man Chen Hua did not take Chong Jianzhi's words to heart, because everyone wants to be a savior. When they see someone who is more pitiful than themselves, they always want to pull the other person out of the quagmire. But when it really comes to that time, they find that most people are just talking.