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

At first, Wu Tu was busy eating and drinking, munching on the small cake her brother handed her, unaware of the alcohol content in the fruit wine.

It wasn't until Winston noticed the little guy's head bobbing up and down that he realized the little guy was drunk.

Winston reached out to pull him: "Honey? Let's go back to the room and sleep, okay?"

The little one lifted his face, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes were a little unfocused.

He and Winston locked eyes, as if trying to determine who the person in front of them was.

The little guy sniffed Winston's face like a kitten, seemingly so sleepy he wanted to bury his face in his father's arms.

But when Winston went to hug him, the little guy suddenly stood up again, touched his face, as if thinking about how he had grown bigger over time and how the space in his father's arms had become so small that he couldn't fit in.

So the little guy stood up and, in full view of everyone, blatantly sat down in Winston's suitcase next to him, as if measuring whether he could fit in or whether his father could still afford to support him.

When Winston went over to hug him, the little guy asked him again, his eyes still teary:

"Where did Daddy go?"

"Xiao Bao searched for a long time, but couldn't find his father..."

Winston's heart clenched instantly.

Even after he regained his memory, he did not forget the time he spent with Wu Tu during his amnesia.

Now, when he recalls the little guy's forlorn look in his eyes, his heart aches.

He didn't know what would happen next, nor did he expect it would make the little guy so sad.

Winston had planned everything perfectly, but he never expected that he would lose his memory and that Richard would be forced to take action.

He knew perfectly well that the little guy cared most about his family, but Winston still put his own safety at risk.

Although the little guy cried for a while after seeing his father recover, he did not, as Winston had expected, childishly vent his grievances in his father's arms, meowing and questioning his father, or expressing his dislike for him.

It seems that no matter what Winston does, the little guy will eventually forgive him.

Now, looking at his drunken child, who was like a child again, afraid his father would abandon him, Winston could only say:

"It's Dad's fault."

Ulu snorted, crossed her arms, turned around, and faced away from Winston.

The little guy's drinking habits are exactly the same as when he was a child.

Seeing this, Richard quickly went to the black rabbit:

"Sweetie, baby's drunk. How about I carry you home?"

When the little guy saw Richard, his cheeks puffed out even more, and he turned around again.

Little Mimi is actually very vengeful.

This time, even chasing after the little guy and coaxing him didn't work.

As Wu Tu pondered, she got angry with herself.

He's a small man, but he has a big temper.

The black rabbit was furious, so it stomped its feet, went upstairs, grabbed its doll and Winston's shirt, and prepared to run away from home.

Winston asked helplessly, "Honey, where are you going? To Ethan's house? Do you want Daddy to take you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tu shook his head.

"I need to find Ross."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the family's expressions changed several times, as if they all remembered the guy who almost kidnapped Wu Tu.

But this time they were so indebted to Wutu, so guilty, that when they met Wutu's gaze, they couldn't utter a single word of objection.

"What should we do? We can't really let our baby go to that guy's house, can we?"

At this moment, Kailan had a sudden inspiration and suggested, "Since the little guy likes it, why don't we invite him to our house as a guest?"

Those around immediately felt that this method was the safest.

Lilith silently raised her hand: "Does this count as running away from home?"

Helena pinched the little guy's cheek: "It's okay, the little guy is drunk and looks like he has the mental capacity of a three-year-old. He's such an easy child to coax, just make up a couple of sentences and he'll listen."

Kaylan: "But Helena, you're the one who always makes the little one cry... Ouch, don't pinch me! I'll shut up!"

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They discussed it and prepared to call Ross over.

Cyrus was all prepared to use threats and inducements against Ross, but to Ross's surprise, as soon as he heard it was the little guy who asked him to go, he immediately agreed:

"no problem."

Cyrus didn't utter a single threatening word.

He silently hung up the phone, looked at the little guy, and his expression was somewhat hurt.

However, when Utah wanted to inherit the position of family head, they did not stand behind him. Only Ross supported and helped him at that time...

Cyrus kept repeating himself, trying to suppress the murderous intent in his heart, but the words he uttered became more and more vehement and vicious.

He guessed that thinking about this made him so angry that he didn't know who to vent his anger on, and he would even get up in the middle of the night to slap himself.

Who told them to be so crazy as to not spend time with the little one?!

When Ross arrived, Cyrus saw that Ross was holding a bouquet of flowers.

This guy, that damn guy, came all dressed up and looking radiant, looks like he's about to have another date.

When Ross knocked on the door, he saw the Winston family standing neatly in the doorway.

Everyone exuded an imposing aura, and their battle records were verifiable.

However, Ross only paused for a moment, without showing any panic or guilt, and simply asked:

"What does Wu Tu want with me?"

Kaylan pulled out a gun, pressed it against Ross's back, and forced him to follow him.

"The little guy's drunk and throwing a tantrum. He just wants a playmate. You just behave and let him play with you like a toy for a while. Don't get any other ideas, or I'll cut your head off and use it as a ball, understand?"

Ross breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. He wasn't intimidated by the scene; he was simply worried about the little guy's safety.

Hearing that Wu Tu was only drunk, he relaxed even more and said to Kailan:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything."

Even if Ross made that promise, they wouldn't believe it.

So Winston, Richard, Kaylan, and Cyrus accompanied him to the room, and they stood there watching Ross's every move with gloomy eyes.

Ross was a ruthless man. Even though several parents were giving him piercing stares, Ross acted as if they didn't exist, his eyes fixed on them like black clowns.

Wu Tu smiled at him, and Ross took out a collaboration toy that the little guy had been talking about for a long time and placed it in front of Wu Tu:

"Congratulations on winning the gold medal."

The little guy was clearly getting sleepy, but his eyes lit up when he saw the toy.

Then the little guy pulled Ross:

"We're going to sleep in the tent and listen to the rain. Did you see any fireflies?"

Even though Wu Tu's words were somewhat disjointed, Ross answered every single one of them and very gently and patiently coaxed the little guy to bed and made him fall asleep.

Without Winston saying anything more, Ross stood up and prepared to leave.

He didn't even have time to drink tea.

Winston stared at Ross, his eyes sharp and scrutinizing.