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

However, Ethan hadn't yet mastered the art of soothing the little guy. He didn't understand why the more he tried to comfort Wutu, the more Wutu cried.

In the end, Ethan could only look at Ulva in despair, feeling that he was not a strong man and could not even protect his own friends.

Perhaps it was because the little guy was so infectious that he always touched people's hearts. So gradually, even Ethan couldn't help but think of how the little guy had been wandering around, and he actually shed tears as well.

The two children hugged each other and cried.

She cried so much that even Ethan's butler had to come up and check on her.

When he saw the two little ones hugging each other and crying loudly, he was quite amused and exasperated.

He went to Master Ethan, led his young master away, and then said to Wutu:

"Your beautiful eyes shouldn't be used for crying."

The butler thoughtfully left the ice pack and towel, thus giving Wutu some private space.

After Ethan left, he was still shouting that he would settle the score with Winston, but the butler told him to watch his words:

"Young Master Ethan, it's a good thing that we're on good terms with Young Master Wutu. It could also facilitate future cooperation between our family and Mr. Winston. But you must understand, Prince Winston is someone we can't afford to offend."

"We can help Master Ulmus, but we must not leave a bad impression on Mr. Winston."

Ethan understood the implications perfectly. His family was also a family with a history of over a hundred years; his grandfather was an earl, and after his grandfather's death, the title was passed on to his father.

As for why Wutu only encounters such children, it's because their skating rink is also a private rink with extremely expensive membership fees, and the members are either rich or powerful.

A social circle supported by Winston can never be low-class.

Therefore, Ethan also understood that Winston was an unfathomable and top-tier figure of power that they could not shake.

They are the people they have to fawn over and flatter.

But Ethan was, after all, just a child.

He just wanted to stand up for his friend:

"Then let's not tell Winston the news proactively. Let's play dumb and make him worry."

"After all, he treated Wutu like that; he didn't take good care of Wutu..."

The deacon said helplessly:

"Alright, young master. If you're going to throw a tantrum, then don't let anyone else find out."

Ethan replied matter-of-factly, "I'm just a kid! I'm still in middle school! Even if Winston is powerful, he can't bully a kid!"

The steward, upon hearing this, was at a loss as to what to do.

But the butler looked at Ethan, who had grown up surrounded by love and was brimming with confidence, and then at Ulva's reaction. He realized that the rumors of Ulva's suffering while wandering outside were true.

If Winston wanted to take the homeless child back and pamper him, he shouldn't have done it this way. He let the crow understand what heaven is like before sending him crashing down to hell.

This is too cruel.

The deacon couldn't help but sigh.

After Ethan finished talking with the butler, he had just promised not to say anything carelessly, but when he was chatting with Yuna, he accidentally revealed that Ulva had run away from home.

Ethan, the big sieve, was a little nervous, but then he thought that he hadn't revealed anything about Winston, and Yuna wouldn't talk nonsense; they were best friends.

Ethan was relieved.

However, half an hour later, Yuna also knocked on Ethan's door.

Yuna tossed her hair, a large Armani seasonal bag slung across her shoulder, clearly indicating she came from a wealthy family.

She said to herself, "I'm going to keep the crow company."

After Yuna arrived, several other children followed suit, and Ethan's house quickly became a daycare center.

The butler, somewhat helplessly, instructed the kitchen to make some dessert, and then told the children in the room:

"Don't talk too late."

Yuna, always the leader, nodded to indicate that she understood.

Wutu was already very sleepy, but Yuna and the others came to keep him company, so the little guy tried to stay awake and chat with them.

But when Yuna saw how weak and sickly Wutu looked, and saw the little guy's thin figure under his pajamas, she paused for a moment and couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

A maternal tenderness unique to women:

"Oh... Black Crow, you are a poor baby..."

She bit her lip, her expression suggesting she wanted to take good care of the black rabbit.

Because the black worm looks so beautiful...so fragile, like a snowflake about to melt.

He may fall into someone's hands, but no one can hold his affections for long...

Especially after Ethan told them about Ulva's physical condition, Yuna and the others were even more shocked:

"How did you develop such a severe stomach condition? Didn't Winston take good care of you before?"

Wu Tu shook his head:

"It has nothing to do with my father; it's a chronic condition I developed before I met him."

Nowadays, the black ox will not voluntarily tell others about its past experiences.

So, after spending so much time with Ulva, Yuna and the others only know that the little guy recently started learning figure skating, is a complete talent freak, and doesn't have very good stamina, but they don't know anything about Ulva's past.

So they thought Winston was being very strict with the little guy simply because Winston cared a lot about his youngest son.

But now, facing everyone's curious and concerned gazes, Wu Tu had no choice but to recount everything that had happened before...

"What?!"

Wu Tu wanted to retreat, but he had nowhere to retreat.

Ethan forcefully pinned him down, rolled up his sleeve, and saw the scar on the little guy's hand.

"No wonder you never wear short sleeves..."

"you……"

The little guy said helplessly, "It's okay, that's all in the past. I'm all better now."

Yuna said, "You almost got into trouble again! Honestly, you never tell us what happened. Don't you consider us friends?"

Uta was speechless after Yuna's question.

He was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"I've never had any friends before... This is my first time making friends, so I don't know how to get along with you guys... I'm just so clumsy..."

"sorry……"

As soon as Wu Tu began to apologize, Ethan and the others said at the same time:

"Look at you, saying that again!"

"Friends are people you can help each other out! No more apologies!"

"We will protect you!"

Wu Tu was pushed back onto the bed. They wanted Wu Tu to rest well. Once Wu Tu closed her eyes, the boys and girls quietly left.

Wu Tu was very fortunate to have such a friend.

He met some good people.

But after he fell asleep, without the little guy's knowledge, Winston, who had returned home, finally learned that the black rabbit had run away from home.

Winston immediately detained the two men as criminals and began searching for the black clown.

He was filled with rage and wanted to vent his anger on those ungrateful people.

But right now, finding the little one is the most important thing.