TTCTT Ch6

Chapter 6 – Who Made The Little Bully So Obedient?!

Zhu Chi was dumbfounded by such a big cake.

No wonder Song Chenyi asked him yesterday if he liked cakes.

Song Chenyi felt happy when he saw Zhu Chi’s shocked expression.

He stood next to the cake and said coolly: “You can do whatever you want with this cake.”

It doesn’t matter whether he eats it or have a happy butter fight with it!

Song Chenyi had a Doberman Pinscher before. It was very fierce at first and didn’t like others to get close to it. However, as Song Chenyi fed him day and night, the Doberman Pinscher would now wag its tail whenever he saw him.

Although this Doberman now lives with his grandparents, the original habits have still been retained, so that now Song Chenyi believes that as long as he does what he likes and keeps feeding him, one day Xiaochi will definitely be willing to stick to him.

Just thinking about this wonderful future makes him extremely happy.

The first time Song Chenyi saw Zhu Chi, he felt that he was different from the children he had met before.

‘I really want to keep him as my favorite collection.’

He looked at Zhu Chi expectantly, imagining what he would say next –

“Brother Chenyi’s house has a lot of cakes, and Xiaochi wants to stay!”

“I really like my brother’s home. Can Xiaochi be his child?”

….

The more Song Chenyi thought about it, the happier he became. He kept staring at Zhu Chi’s mouth and waiting for him to speak.

After a while, Zhu Chi finally responded.

He blinked his slender eyelashes lightly while looking at Song Chenyi with his clear eyes. He then said politely: “Thank you for the gift, brother.”

Song Chenyi nodded, eagerly anticipating his next words.

Under Song Chenyi’s expectant gaze, Zhu Chi pursed his lips and hesitated: “But with so much cake, if I can’t finish it, it will be wasted.”

Song Chenyi: “…”

Wasted?

In his world, no one has ever discussed the issue of waste with him.

As long as you are happy and satisfied at the time, isn’t that enough?

Although Song Chenyi had no worries about food and clothing and had no concept of waste, it was obvious that Zhu Chi cared about the issue of waste.

Since Zhu Chi cares, it means that this is a big problem.

Song Chenyi started to care about this problem sincerely and asked him: “What should we do?”

Zhu Chi smiled.

A few minutes later, Song Chenyi, who was known as the little bully, was carrying plate after plate of small cakes and giving them to the people who worked in the Song family one by one with a straight face.

They tremblingly held the cake handed over by Song Chenyi, feeling happy and scared at the same time. Not to mention flattered as well.

They know, Master Song has always had a bad temper, and he is not happy if others touch him more. But now, he is willing to share the cake with them.

Who can make him so obedient?

At the same time, Zhu Chi has another style of giving the cakes away.

Unlike Song Chenyi’s trembling side, there was even a long and warm queue at Zhu Chi’s side.

Zhu Chi is a social shy person. He was a little shy when sharing the cake. His pale lips pursed subconsciously, and his cheeks with a little baby fat turned red. He was nervous to death, but his little hands kept busy, and he was very good at it.

Organizational order.

Some people who got the cake saw how cute he was and were reluctant to leave, so they simply gathered around Zhu Chi and teased him from time to time.

The tips of Zhu Chi’s ears turned a lot red.

Until the end, everyone in the Song family got a piece of cake.
It was the first time that everyone was so happy.

But because there were only a few small pieces left of the original extra-large luxury cake, Song Chenyi was not very happy.

He originally wanted to give a whole big cake to Zhu Chi.

At this time, a small hand patted his back from behind.

Song Chenyi looked back and saw Zhu Chi standing behind him eagerly, holding a plate of cake in his small hands and passing it in front of him. The tips of his ears were red as he said: “Young Master Song, you should eat too.”

Zhu Chi learned this title from his mother.

When Song Chenyi heard this title, he felt that Zhu Chi is being more unfamiliar with him. He pursed his lips and corrected Zhu Chi sternly: “You are not allowed to call me Young Master Song in the future. Remember, call me brother.”

Zhu Chi thought to himself, if it counts, in terms of soul age, I am older than you.

But in this world, Song Chenyi was indeed several months older than him. Zhu Chi pursed his lips and said softly: “Okay, brother.”

Song Chenyi smiled with satisfaction, feeling sweeter than eating honey as the awkwardness just now disappeared.

They sat in rows on the sofa chairs and enjoyed the remaining cake. When Song Chenyi watched Zhu Chi holding the small cake and eating it sweetly, he felt that everything was worth it.

At this moment, Yang Xuan came back with a package from outside.

Zhu Chi asked curiously: “Mom, what is that?”

Yang Xuan smiled and said: “When you come to this city, of course you have to change kindergartens. The new kindergarten director wants to see your grades in the previous school. So mom asked grandma to send your transcripts and papers back.”

Zhu Chi had been going to school at his grandma’s place before he came here. It was different from the city. The examination system was still in place, and it was not focused on quality education. But overall what he learned was pretty much the same.

Zhu Chi nodded, not paying much attention.

Before coming here, Zhu Chi had always been the number one academic achiever in his grade and a seed player in various competitions. He had good grades, so he was not nervous about it.

Yang Xuan originally planned to go home and read it, but she couldn’t bear Song Chenyi’s curiosity. After thinking about it, she decided to open the package temporarily.

After all, she was looking forward to it too.

Yang Xuan thought happily, if Zhu Chi is so good, his academic performance must be very…fuck! ! !

What a lousy result!

This shit-like handwriting!

This…

Zhu Chi looked in the direction of Yang Xuan in confusion with cream on the corner of his lips, his eyes looking very cute and innocent.

Yang Xuan’s blood pressure, which had just risen, dropped again, and her heart softened instantly.

Forget it, Zhu Chi’s poor grades must be all her fault for not accompanying him well in the first place.

She thought: It doesn’t matter. Even if Zhu Chi doesn’t get good grades, she will love him forever.