1079: Wen Zhe’s Assistance (2)

Wen Zhe’s Assistance (2)

"Hmph, just say so if you're not willing to help me!" Wen Zhe grumbled. "My poor sister… It appears as though I'm the only one who is supportive of her. You guys pretend to care about her but don't actually do anything to support her. My sister only has this one wish and yet no one helps her… Ahhh…"2

"Little brat, what are you muttering about? In what way do I not care about her?!"

Wen Zhe ignored Jian Yichen and continued to speak to himself: "My poor sister… She has to do everything by herself. No one is willing to help her… She's all alone…"

"Alright, alright," Jian Yichen hurriedly cut Wen Zhe off. "I will help you alright?"

"You promised now!" Wen Zhe exclaimed. The expression on his face instantly changed. It seemed like he was a sly little fox.

In that instant, Jian Yichen felt as though he had been roped into something.

"Well, I'm telling you in advance that my combat abilities are limited. If you're getting smacked, I can only beg them to stop. I can't really fight against anyone."

Jian Yichen understood the extent of his capabilities.

"Okay! No problem!" Wen Zhe replied happily.

After dinner, Wen Zhe suddenly called Zhai Yunsheng into a room.

"Brother-in-law, I have a little secret to tell you! Follow me!" Wen Zhe said with playful and bright eyes.

As Wen Zhe called him 'brother-in-law', Zhai Yunsheng followed the little boy into the room without asking any questions.

As soon as he entered the room, the little boy handcuffed Zhai Yunsheng's left hand.

At the same time, he dragged Zhai Yunsheng over and wanted to lock the other handcuff onto the head of the bed.

However, by this time, Zhai Yunsheng realized Wen Zhe's intentions. He stood in place and did not move at all.

No matter how hard Wen Zhe tried, he couldn't move Zhai Yunsheng at all.

"Hey! Why are you so heavy?!" Wen Zhe exclaimed. His little face was flushed red.

Ahhh, he had no other option. It was time to resort to violence.

Just as Wen Zhe got ready to punch Zhai Yunsheng, his little fist got caught by Zhai Yunsheng's free hand.

It was as though a pebble had fallen into the ocean. Wen Zhe's fist did not even inflict a splash of damage.

In fact, Wen Zhe couldn't even remove his fist from Zhai Yunsheng's hand.

"Wa… Brother-in-law… Be more gentle… My hand is about to break!" Wen Zhe cried out for mercy.

"What are you planning to do?"

Zhai Yunsheng looked around the room. Other than the handcuff on one of his hands, there were three more pairs of handcuffs.

"Tying you up," Wen Zhe meekly admitted.

"Tying me up?"

"Yeah…" Wen Zhe replied sheepishly, "If you're tied up, you can't fight against Sister Yiling."

As his sister could not win a physical fight against Zhai Yunsheng, they had to help her restrict his actions first.

And thus, he designed these handcuffs for Zhia Yunsheng.

Although he assumed that his plan was very thorough, it appeared as though he underestimated Zhai Yunsheng's strength.

Or rather… Maybe he overestimated his own strength…

"Who taught you this?" Zhai Yunsheng asked.

"My mother taught me," Wen Zhe admitted.

"Your mother… Taught you to handcuff me on the bed?"

"Mhmm," Wen Zhe replied. "My mother said that as long as I handcuff you, everything else will flow on naturally."

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