The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Winston was flustered by his inability to grasp the inner thoughts of the black clown.

And because this feeling of being out of control is very uncomfortable.

He had his entire life under his control.

Winston had never experienced this feeling before: something he wanted to control slipping out of his control, yet he couldn't bring it back on track with force.

This intensified his desire to imprison Wutu and hide him in a place where no one knew him.

But he wouldn't tell the little guy his thoughts.

He simply watched Wu Tu silently, suppressing his impulsive emotions.

Looking at Winston, who appeared indifferent and very restrained, Wu Tu had no idea what her father was thinking.

He was still awkwardly trying to please his father, hoping that his father wouldn't be angry.

The little guy didn't know how to act spoiled like other children, and he didn't have much experience interacting with his parents, so he could only run to the side and take the place of the servant, serving his father tea and water, and massaging his shoulders and legs.

Winston looked at the little guy's non-existent, wildly wagging tail and twitched his finger.

It's hard to resist the urge to pet this adorable black rabbit...

Winston was lost in thought when the little guy suddenly fell down, landing on Winston's knees with his cheek pressed against Winston's thigh.

Although the little guy hasn't learned how to act cute, his natural demeanor, which is a bit like a cub and a kitten, is much more powerful than simple cuteness.

Winston's gaze visibly softened.

What did the black cat do wrong? It was just a little cat.

The little one pressed his face against his father's hand, rubbing against it like an untamed little animal.

Winston was silent for a moment, then placed his hand on the back of the crow's neck. By controlling the little creature's vitals, he finally felt that his child was still in his grasp and would not escape.

However, even if Winston doesn't punish Ulva, he won't give him as much freedom as before.

Wu Tu has been confined to his home.

Now he can only practice at the ice rink at home, and he can only tell his friends that he has something to do recently and can't go out.

The little guy has gone through a whole new batch of private tutors, and the only one he's familiar with now is Winston.

Lately, even Richard and Kaylan haven't dared to talk to him much.

The little guy still has a fulfilling day, but he just feels like he can't muster any energy.

He chatted with Yue, who immediately exposed the lie that Wu Tu couldn't go out:

"You secretly went out with your friends, Winston caught you, and now you're grounded, right?"

"I told you long ago, Winston will only control you because you're the only one who can accept all their emotions, including the dark side."

"You're too innocent. Staying around these adults will only lead to you getting hurt sooner or later."

As Wu Tu read those words, for the first time, she felt a subtle wavering.

But those wavering were quickly broken.

Because Winston doesn't allow the little guy to leave his side, he now takes him to work with him.

That attitude was basically like keeping the black rabbit in one's pocket and keeping it firmly by one's side.

Winston takes him everywhere he goes, unless it's a place the little guys really can't go.

At Winston's home ground, Ulquiorra is unlikely to be harmed.

But the little guy is just a child.

He knew nothing and couldn't speak to those strangers.

This pressure of interpersonal interaction can even cause some anxiety and tension in the little one.

Out of fear, he could only cling tightly to Winston's side.

He couldn't understand the adults' conversations, nor could he grasp the unspoken meanings behind the clinking glasses and lively banquets. He could only sit obediently next to his father, being a quiet and well-behaved child.

Winston could also sense that the little guy didn't really like these occasions.

However, he couldn't help but enjoy the little one's dependence on him.

As if she were grasping at his lifeline, she desperately wanted to hide under his protection...

forever……

Winston knew that his relationship with Crow was teetering on the brink of collapse.

But Wu Tu didn't understand that Winston's constant, unwavering control was genuine.

He didn't know that Winston was already unable to accept the possibility of losing the black clown.

Winston was also someone who prayed for a response in his pain and loneliness. The black crow redeemed him, but also inflated the appetite of a monster.

What this monster needs now is for Wu Tu to care only about his feelings.

Whether it's family or friendship, everyone hopes to occupy the most important place in someone else's heart.

Therefore, Winston couldn't help but amplify the fear in the little guy's heart, even though he might frighten the little guy at any time and cause an unbearable price.

Winston wanted the little guy to realize that the only person he could rely on was his father.

But that was all Winston dared to do.

He knew that the little guy's mental illness had not been completely cured, and that the little guy was very, very vulnerable.

This small fright is enough to deter timid creatures from ever venturing out to explore the world again...

It may take a long time for the simple-minded Blackie to understand Winston's deep obsession with him.

His innocent eyes didn't yet understand that Winston was neither a gentleman nor a perfect father.

Winston has always been fiercely competitive and aggressive in pursuing what he wants.

If it weren't for this, he would never have been able to establish himself in this family.

Even if those enemies who tricked the black crow were no match for Winston.

But Winston dared not slack off in the slightest.

Because the black rabbit is the only treasure he cannot afford to lose.

But just as Winston was thinking this, he noticed the little guy beside him was tightly clutching the hem of his clothes again.

This family dinner was the little guy's first time interacting with other members of his family.

Wu Tu was so nervous that she was about to faint.

Ugh……

Winston sighed, feeling defeated by the little guy again.

No matter how ruthless or decisive Winston is as the head of the family, he always has to admit defeat in front of this little child.

He made an excuse to go out for some fresh air and left the family dinner with the little one.

The elders, who were older than Winston, didn't dare to show him any displeasure and could only silently allow him to leave.

Because power was in Winston's hands, he could do whatever he wanted, and of course, the same would apply to Ulva in the future.

……

They are having dinner today at the Winston family’s old house, a centuries-old castle that has been meticulously maintained.

Winston took the little guy back to his room, calmed him down for a while, and told him they would go home tomorrow.

The little guy finally relaxed, took some sleeping pills, and fell asleep.

Winston sat on the edge of the bed, quietly counting the little one's heartbeats and breaths, just like always.

Winston can only feel at ease when the little one is with him 24 hours a day, knowing all of the little one's activities and emotional changes.