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

Moreover, Wu Yaochen has collected a huge amount of merchandise and photos related to Wu Tu, to the point that one wall of them is equivalent to three houses.

The secretary accompanied Wu Yaochen to the competition venue. She was also hired by Wu Yaochen with three times her usual salary to take photos of Wu Tu.

As Wu Yaochen's senior secretary, he had witnessed all of Wu Yaochen's efforts for Wu Tu.

He not only assisted Wu Yaochen in his daily work, but also took care of Wu Yaochen's private life.

Wu Yaochen has almost no entertainment or private life of his own. In his spare time, he almost always tortures himself by repeatedly looking at Wu Tu's messages and videos.

The secretary even infiltrated Wu Tu's fan group at Wu Yaochen's request to learn about Wu Tu's movements.

Now he's become a fan leader, and the one who spends the most money.

Who would have thought that Wu Tu's number one fan, the fan leader with amazing purchasing power, was actually Wu Tu's own uncle?

The secretary felt that Wu Yaochen's restraint and concern for Wu Tu, yet his reluctance to speak to her in private, must stem from something that had happened before, or some other reason.

But he certainly couldn't have imagined that Wu Yaochen didn't even have the courage to get close to the little guy, let alone deserve Wu Tu's forgiveness.

Out of curiosity, Wu Yaochen would always evade the question whenever his secretary brought it up.

Wu Yaochen knew best in his heart that every time he thought of the little guy's desperate eyes, and every time he believed his aunt's words and hurt Wu Tu, he had already lost the right to be a member of Wu Tu's family.

He could only deceive and comfort himself in this way, spending his whole life guarding the black rabbit in the shadows.

Seeing that Wu Yaochen was always silent, and that there was guilt, remorse, and pain in his eyes, the secretary knew that Wu Yaochen must have done something wrong.

But after the secretary learned what Wu Yaochen had done before, he fully understood Wu Tu and why Wu Yaochen was the way he was.

Wu Yaochen looks pitiful now, but this is the bitter fruit he got after hurting Wu Tu.

The secretary, half out of pity and half with a cold, businesslike attitude, continued to carry out Wu Yaochen's instructions.

He would carefully record what the little guy looked like.

Because after this, Wu Yaochen will probably only be able to look at things and think of people like this, and he won't even be able to walk up to Wu Tu, face him, or face Winston.

In the corners, there are many dark places where pitiful people have been illuminated by the little guy's light.

Those people were watching the broadcast on TV, or were at the scene, or listening to the excited voices of the commentators.

They all witnessed the little guy walk towards the waiting area and the emergence of the highest score.

Within the waiting area, that camera witnessed countless athletes' tears and joys.

Meanwhile, Wu Tu, who was sitting there, was breathing rapidly, as if the jump had exhausted all his strength.

Yu Jue patted him on the back: "You've done your best."

The little guy nodded.

He exhaled, feeling completely calm.

What really made him uneasy was that he didn't see Aiden when the little guy left the field.

When the total score was released, Wu Tu stared blankly for a while. Suddenly, Yu Jue called him to turn around, and the little guy saw a figure that Wu Tu knew all too well slowly walking towards him from the other side of the corridor.

Winston, holding a bouquet of flowers, walked towards him and opened his arms:

"Come here, baby, come to Daddy."

Suddenly, Wu Tu had a flash of inspiration and realized who was standing in front of him.

The little guy's tears finally streamed down his face, carrying the weariness and hardships of his journey. He was embraced by his father.

"My child, you've worked so hard."

The little one burst into tears in his father's arms.

Yu Jue and the team doctor, two grown men standing nearby, also embraced and wept upon seeing this scene.

A gold medal!

They got it!!!

On this icy and snowy field, the dazzling red of the Chinese flag finally appeared at the highest point.

The moment the Chinese national anthem played, the voices of the Chinese people in the stadium resounded through the sky, filled with pride and joy!

They were both proud and honored to have witnessed this moment!

The little guy was picked up by Sherigo and Yuna Ethan in turns; outside of the competition, they are the best of friends.

In no time, the news of the little guy's victory flooded major Chinese social media platforms. At this moment, the little guy's popularity was even more explosive than that of a once-popular celebrity.

Yu Jue's phone kept ringing, with various agreeing voices and exaggerated smiles constantly appearing on his face.

The little guy tried to lean closer to ask if there was anything he could do, but Yu Jue slapped him away:

"Go, go, kid, go rest over there. You've had a tough time lately, go home and relax. Even if something comes up, we can discuss it later."

Winston then led the black rabbit by the hand, and all their family members stood together, waiting for the black rabbit to return to their side so they could go home together.

Just then, a reporter who had finished interviewing the black rabbit saw this scene and couldn't help but speak up:

"Wu Tu, may I take a group photo of you all?"

The little guy glanced at Winston and the others, and Winston nodded, so the others had no reason to refuse.

So, the family photo of the little guy standing in the middle, his father standing beside him, and everyone surrounding him, was preserved forever.

When the little guy left, he asked the reporter for a backup, including a photo of himself hugging his father, which he also archived.

However, after he left, Richard found the reporter again and asked for a photo of the black tusk during the competition.

The reporter could tell that both Wu Tu and her family were thinking of the other's best interests.

As the reporter watched them leave, chatting and laughing together, he couldn't help but sigh at how wonderful the family atmosphere was.

Is this the cohesion of the Lao Qian family?

It seems that all those ridiculous stories about wealthy families that they heard before were just made up by others.

The family of the person in question is so harmonious...

The reporter plans to include the little guy's family atmosphere in the interview transcript when he gets back.

This can be seen as a way of indirectly defeating the Winston family.

……

Everyone knows that what the little guy needs right now is rest, not celebration.

So on the way back, everyone was quiet and didn't say a word.

Winston held the little guy and patted his back.

He thought the little one was already asleep, but when he looked down, he saw Wutu in his arms, blinking its big eyes and looking at its father.

Winston tucked his hair behind his ear, his deep voice revealing gentleness:

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Wu Tu looked at her father and said, "I'm so excited, I don't want to leave."

"Your memory has completely returned? How's your head? Are you still dizzy or in pain? Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

The little guy was quick to act and was about to climb out of Winston's arms.

Seeing this, Winston could only say, "Alright, I'll have the family doctor wait for us at home, okay?"

After some haggling with her father, Wu Tu finally nodded and conceded when he said that he had been examined many times and was tired of it.

When he got home, the first thing he did was make sure his father was alright.

After that, seeing that he was not sleepy, Winston told the butler to prepare a celebratory banquet so that everyone could relax tonight.

The little boy watched enviously as Richard and the others drank wine. Seeing this, the butler decided to serve some fruit wine to one of the adult young masters.