After returning home, the room allocation became a challenge.

Now, there are only two rooms in this house.

In the previous life, when Zheng Kang returned home, we cleared out a room for him, while my daughter and I squeezed into one room.

I often did household chores until midnight, and had to wake up early in the morning to make breakfast for the whole family, inevitably making some noise.

My daughter has complained openly and secretly several times, saying that I disturbed her sleep.

I understood that my daughter worked hard during the day, and also considered the convenience of taking care of Zheng Kang, so I voluntarily offered to sleep on the sofa in the living room.

The sofa was narrow and hard, lying on it didn't even allow me to fully stretch my legs, and every time I woke up, my back and waist were sore.

I slept in such a place for a whole year.

Only that one night when my daughter locked me in Zheng Kang's room, did I sleep on the floor fully clothed.

Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. I remembered my lesson.

I resorted to the same tactic, using the fact that Zheng Kang hadn't divorced as a reason to request a room to myself.

My daughter naturally thought she would live with me.

But...

Of course, I wouldn't let her have her way.

"Qianqian, your dad has difficulty moving, he needs assistance at night, so you can sleep on the sofa."

"Huh? I..."

She pointed to herself, looking hesitant.

"But..."

I murmured.

Qianqian thought there was a turn of events, and her expression instantly relaxed.

"But don't sleep too deeply, in case he calls for you and you can't hear."

She froze, turned to look at the sofa, then at me, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes, hesitantly speaking.

"Mom, I... I still have to work during the day, at night I..."

I deliberately ignored the implications of her words, leaned down to speak to Zheng Kang.

"Zheng, look at how sensible our daughter is, working during the day and still tirelessly taking care of you at night."

Zheng Kang nodded appreciatively, quietly holding my hand resting on the wheelchair.

"Yuxiu, you've suffered these years."

I pretended to shyly resist for a few moments, allowing him to hold my hand.

Just as Qianqian had come to terms with the reality of sleeping on the sofa, a bigger challenge arose.

He needed to use the bathroom.

Below Zheng Kang's waist was completely paralyzed, so he couldn't take care of his personal needs, having to wear diapers all day.

Suddenly, with a stench in the air, a bashful expression appeared on Zheng Kang's face.

He awkwardly shifted his gaze to Qianqian.

Now, he had different intentions towards me, his innate male pride prevented me from handling this matter for him, so he could only turn to his daughter for help.

I don't know how this father and daughter duo eventually resolved it.

All I know is that my pampered daughter threw up all night after leaving her father's room.