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

For a long time afterward, the name Jieyu became a synonym for mocking others for plagiarism, impersonation, and stealing one's life.

Later, when the fantasy drama the little guy filmed was broadcast, he officially took his first step as a Chinese figure skater.

His fame is already showing signs of reaching the world stage.

The little guy was only nine years old at the time.

He has more to do every day than Winston. Winston, as the head of the family, has achieved governance freedom. Even if he abandons his work and goes to rest as he pleases, he has a mature team to manage things for him.

But the little guy is different.

Now he goes to school, trains, and occasionally does filming and promotional work. Sometimes when his dad wants to go on a trip with him, he has to ask the little guy if he's available.

Even Winston spends most of his time driving the little guy to training sessions and accompanying him during training and filming.

He looked at the date and suddenly realized that the little guy had been away participating in film promotions for a while, staying in hotels for several months, and hadn't asked to sleep with his dad for a long time.

Winston stared at his phone, his face so serious it could drip water.

Just as the butler thought something serious had happened at the company, Winston sighed.

So the butler went behind Winston to see just how bad things had gotten.

The result was that Winston's phone screen was stuck on Wikipedia, and the question was:

What should I do if my nine-year-old child is no longer close to his father?

The butler glanced at it.

The butler walked over nervously, then walked away disappointed.

The butler gently closed the door and shook his head at Kailan and Wutu, who were gathered outside.

At this time, Wu Tu's hair had reached her waist, and when it was draped over her shoulders, it was difficult to tell her gender from behind.

From the front, however, there is only a kind of beauty that leaves one's mind blank.

This little boy is the perfect embodiment of what others call a "fairy" or "elf".

He stood next to Kalan, looking at the study with the same concern.

Because his father has been sighing a lot lately when he spends time with him.

Seeing the butler shake his head, the little guy immediately thought of something terrible:

"Is Dad sick?"

Kaylan was excited and expectant: "Could it be that Aiden has contracted some kind of chronic illness that isn't fatal but requires long-term treatment, and for the sake of the cubs, he's decided to step down from his position as head of the family and let the great me take care of the little guy?"

Butler: Young Master... no matter how detailed the plan is, the successor will be Young Master Cyrus, not you.

He took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat before looking at Wutu.

"Young Master, Mr. Winston is indeed ill, but it's separation anxiety, which even psychologists can't treat."

Winston had indeed secretly gone to see a psychologist without Ultus's knowledge.

only……

"Mr. Winston is too wary of outsiders, and he already has a severe emotional disorder. Only you, young master, can cure him."

After saying that, the steward winked at Wu Tu.

So that very night, the little guy took a blanket and went to Winston's room.

Winston thought the little guy was scared because of the rain and thunder, and that's why he wanted to sleep with him.

Winston didn't care, as long as the little girl clung to him, he didn't care what methods she used.

He was casually revealing a corner of the blanket that had been lifted.

Instead, the little guy picked up the projector he had prepared beforehand and said excitedly:

"Dad, let's watch 'The Rescue' together! It's been out for days, and all I've heard people rave about it, but I haven't even seen it myself!"

Winston: ...

Winston looked at his room, which, unlike everyone else's, wasn't decorated according to personal preferences or made cozy or unique. His room was the most boring room imaginable.

There's only a bed and a desk; there's no soft beanbag chair that the little one likes. He usually snuggles up on the sofa when watching cartoons.

Won't he find his dad's bed cold and hard?

Winston had already considered the possibility that rebellious teenagers would resent their parents for interfering too much in their lives.

Wu Tu paused for a moment at this moment.

He turned his head and looked pitifully at Winston.

Winston thought the little guy was definitely leaving him.

The little guy just sidled up to Winston and asked:

"Dad, can I eat and drink Coke in bed?"

Now it was Winston's turn to fall silent.

However, it is clear that these two fatal problems have put Mr. Winston in a difficult position.

But nothing is more important than the black worm.

Even if his bedding smells like popcorn, self-heating hot pot, fried chicken, and cola within a week...

The person who brought him to eat these things was the one Winston hated most at that moment.

With immense determination, Winston steeled himself and said:

"Yes, you can, but you can't eat anything with a strong smell, and you can't spill it on the bed..."

Winston's statement is practically meaningless.

Once the little guy got his dad's permission, he happily kicked off his slippers and jumped into his dad's blanket like a little spring, sniffing Winston's blanket back and forth like a puppy for a long time.

The little guy always sniffs his blanket or clothes like this whenever he's holding them.

When Winston asked him what smelled good, the little guy would say that it smelled like his dad and that it made him feel safe and secure.

So Winston got used to the habits of children.

He would quietly wait for the black rabbit to have had its fill of sniffing, and then watch it jump around like a fish on a chopping board next to its father, rolling around and having fun, before finally rolling into its father's arms and stopping to catch its breath.

He knew that this was all a sign that the little guy liked him.

Therefore, he can accept Mi's occasional crazy parkour antics.

Winston would quietly help him put his hair up, button up each button, and put his socks back on.

He wouldn't let the little guy get hurt or catch a cold in any way.

The little one is no longer troubled by stomach problems and can eat the snacks he wants.

At this point, he even had a layer of evenly distributed soft flesh on his body.

When he lies down next to his father, his flesh melts and spreads out next to Winston, waiting for his father to pat him.

Like kittens and puppies waiting for the love and affection of their family.

Just like when a baby is a cub and sleeps with its father, its body must be in contact with a part of the father's body.

Whether he's holding onto his dad's hair, putting his little feet on his dad's body, or just touching his dad's skin, he'll only fall asleep when he's close to his dad.

Even now.

The little guy still rests his head in his father's arms before turning on the projector.

I have to say, Fantastic Rescue is really good.

The director's aesthetic sense is undeniable, and it's no wonder that he and his team meticulously worked on the details, striving to recreate the unique culture and elements of China.

It also promoted Chinese culture to the whole world.

It's no wonder that this drama has generated such a high level of popularity in China since its release.