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

Since the child has to go to school, he might as well not go to work and spend time with the child instead.

Company executives: So what? Are we just going to be left to our own devices?

Indeed, there is a difference between direct descendants and direct descendants.

Winston is in charge of the company, and Winston is in charge of the kids, so they have no choice but to accept the fact that their boss is skipping work.

However, if the little guy uses Winston's account to send a video to the whole company saying thank you to all the uncles and aunts, then that's a different story.

The assistant tried hard to give the cub hints, but the cub was busy attending class and looking for its father, and didn't have time to pay attention to them.

Winston is not a good fit for school; his presence would only frighten teachers and children.

So Winston brought a chair and sat on the lawn in front of the school, in a spot where the little guy could see him through the window, and read all day.

The little guy can see his father's figure as soon as he looks up, and he is no longer afraid.

Every now and then, he would stand on tiptoe and press his face against the window to look at his father.

Winston would also notice the cub's gaze at any moment, look up, and smile at the cub.

However, when Ethan came over to look at it together, Winston's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he gradually became serious, scrutinizing the child.

The assistant coughed: "Sir, that's just a child, a member of the Langton family. We've always had a good personal relationship with the Langton family, and they rely on you a lot, so you don't need to be so wary."

Moreover, Ethan wasn't much older than the cub at this point, only a little taller, and the little kid didn't know anything about likes and dislikes.

They simply thought the cubs were incredibly beautiful, like porcelain dolls, and that children have their own aesthetic sense and like to play with attractive people—it's all very pure.

So all the children in the class wanted to play with the black rabbit.

When Ethan's parents told him that he would also be responsible for protecting Wutu at school, he was overjoyed and genuinely believed that he was the little guy's personal bodyguard.

He gives all his cookies to the cubs, proactively fetches water for the little ones and carries their backpacks, and stuffs his own and others' paintbrushes into Wutu's backpack, emphasizing that everything belongs to Wutu.

As a result, the housekeeper would find stray pencil cases, bibs, and toys in his backpack every day, then post them in the group chat for people to claim them, and return them untouched the next day.

Ethan even competed with other children for the title of "Blackie's Little Dog" and is proud to hold onto it.

Only when the teacher saw several children lying on the ground howling and barking like dogs did he feel a real headache.

It turns out that no matter what country a child is from, at this age, they all seem to dislike cats and dogs.

Ethan had been watching the little guy closely all day. He was happy to see that the usually unsmiling Crow had finally smiled.

He looked at the little guy and saw that the little guy was tired from standing on tiptoe, so he picked him up and let him look at his father from the window.

However, the two children were unaware that Mr. Winston's protectiveness towards the crow was still excessive.

He has now learned to control himself and not exclude his relatives from contacting the cubs, but he still cannot accept not liking the cubs getting close to outsiders.

What's more, kids don't really have a sense of distance. Ethan and the cub were practically face to face, whispering to each other like two little balls of milk stacked together.

Ethan even asked:

"Is your dad really that good? You love your dad so much."

Wu Tu nodded, revealing an expression befitting a Winston fan:

"Dad is the best person!"

Ethan asked enviously, "Can your dad be my dad? Then we'll be a family!"

teacher:……

Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint.

Thankfully, Yuna warned Ethan, telling the idiot that you can't change your dad.

Otherwise, Ethan would be on Winston's blacklist for life.

However, Ethan's name is now appearing and disappearing on Winston's blacklist.

After a while, her older brother and sister arrived, and Helena also came.

Helena slapped Winston on the back to dispel his obsessive thoughts.

"It's a good thing for the baby to go out and make friends. Otherwise, when he grows up, are you going to spend your whole life with him? Will you both be lonely?"

Winston watched the cubs grow up from a young age, and perhaps in his heart, the cubs will always be babies.

He didn't answer, but simply looked away as Richard and the others hid the prepared items in the car.

When the little one came home from school, his family members were carrying bouquets of flowers and a banner that read:

Celebrating the little one's successful first day of going to school independently.

Such praise made the little guy feel proud.

He's so good at even going to school; he's definitely a good kid.

Ethan glanced at the cub's family members, looking at the lively scene before him, and felt a little disappointed. He seemed to really want to join the family.

Yuna tugged at him to bring him back to his senses, so he wouldn't go back and say anything about filial piety to his father.

The next day, it was Prince Richard who took over and accompanied the cub to school.

Each day, a different family member took turns watching over the little one, and the little one's anxiety gradually dissipated.

Karen, who came in last in the rock-paper-scissors game, harbored a deep resentment and wished she could climb over the fence into the school to play with the cubs, which startled the principal who was looking out the window.

The principal had to call Winston before Winston stopped accompanying the cubs to school.

At the ice rink, Winston and his friends reacted even more dramatically. The coach held up the little guy's information and asked who the parents were. A group of handsome men and beautiful women dressed in black stood up from the stands, all of them exuding an extraordinary aura.

The coach was almost scared to tears.

He also wanted to ask why Winston didn't hire a professional coach for the cubs. It put a lot of pressure on him, an amateur coach who was only responsible for introducing children to the world.

However, the psychologist had just discussed this with Winston and repeatedly emphasized that Winston should not be isolated from the cubs' opportunities to contact the outside world.

So Winston could only spend as much time as possible with the cub, accompanying him when he went out, while the cub would take his family to practice.

The little one, who can barely walk steadily, is prone to falling when gliding on the ice.

But every time the toddler fell, Winston's face darkened. Gradually, fewer and fewer people were on the ice rink, leaving only the coach standing there, practically begging the toddler to stop skating, because he was scared.

But in just one afternoon, the cub's gliding became stable.

The coach then revealed a look of delight, as if he had struck gold.

But the thought of the little one's parents gives him a headache.

Given the power and influence of a family like Winston's, they would most likely be unwilling to let their children suffer.

Then, the cub's great talent might be wasted...

As expected, when the cub returned, the whole family looked at him with heartache. Even Helena, who had always supported his independence, couldn't help but hold the little guy's bluish-purple hand and say to him:

"Honey, you've been spoiled and pampered by us since childhood. If you were like your older brother and sister, I wouldn't stop you from going out and making your own way in the world."

"But you've never suffered much hardship since you were a child. I can't bear to see you like this."