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

"Why do you all get custard buns?! Give them to me!"

"It's been so long since I've seen Prince Richard's update... oh wait, I mean Mr. Richard. He finally posted something new. I was worried about Richard's condition before, but now that I see he's not being isolated or bullied at home, that's great."

"Is the person upstairs a fan of Prince Richard? While the Winston family members are indeed all exceptionally well-off, don't forget that their genes predispose them to be cold-blooded. There's no possibility of bullying, because they all fight amongst themselves."

"The current harmony in the Winston family is all thanks to the black rabbit and custard bread, okay? Please repeat after us: Rabbit Gate!"

"Haha, bullying, all the Winston members who heard it laughed."

Indeed, among them, there is only the question of who lives and who dies. Even if someone dies, it cannot be considered bullying; it can only be considered intentional injury.

Seeing that Richard was having a great time taking pictures, the little guy even posed in various ways, prompting Richard to create a nine-grid photo collage to send out.

I don't know if it's the traffic that comes with Richard's return, or because of the very spiritual photos of Wutu, but Richard's posts are now more popular than Winston's.

"I bet Winston is thinking: Did I say anything? My popularity and traffic were originally meant for my baby anyway."

"No, no, no, Winston should already be on his way to steal the rabbit. Winston will probably say: Let's see if my gun is faster or you can run faster."

In reality, Winston, who was in a meeting, was secretly playing on his phone, saving all the pictures Richard had taken, and even changing his wallpaper, which he hadn't changed in a long time.

Although the previous one was also a black rabbit, he thought this one was incredibly cute.

……

Seeing that Richard had finally relaxed a little, Wu Tu knew that his furry body was useful, so now it was just the two of them, and he didn't want Richard to see any comments mentioning other family members.

It wasn't because the black cat was biased towards Richard, or for any other reason.

Wu Tu simply felt that he should cherish the love of each family member, because that love couldn't be maintained by merely going through the motions or being perfunctory.

Instead, it requires the crow to treat it with sincerity.

No matter who is in front of him, Wu Tu will respect them, listen to them, and when they need it, the two of them will be alone together, giving them that unique love.

These were all things his family taught him.

When Wu Tu was young, he didn't understand any of this. He always thought that love was a mixture of pain and sugar, and that even if it was full of shards of glass, he had no choice but to eat it.

Perhaps that love is more like a soaked sweater; you'll feel cold if you take it off, and you'll feel cold if you put it on.

Before meeting his family, he didn't know that some love is just harm and mental control disguised as love.

It wasn't until he truly spent time with healthy, loving friends that he realized a healthy, normal relationship wouldn't involve emotional abuse or psychological manipulation, nor would it require him to constantly humble himself and apologize.

He saw that those who would do their best to consider their friends, who would care for them in the middle of the night, and who would reserve their unique tenderness for them, were no longer fictional characters, but his real family.

So now, the little guy has placed one paw on the back of Richard's hand.

Like every kitten trying to stop its owner from working, it squeezed its round body between Richard and the computer, using its furry body to block the screen and also pressing down on Richard's hand.

When Richard felt the little guy, warm and soft, squeezing up to him, he didn't know how to describe his feelings. He could only say that in that instant, his cortisol levels dropped and his dopamine levels surged, all thanks to the rabbit's body.

Richard was silent for a moment, then suddenly buried his face in the belly of the custard bread.

The black rabbit didn't refuse; he even rolled over a little further out, letting Richard bury himself in his furry scarf.

Richard couldn't remember what he had been thinking before. He just felt incredibly relaxed, his mind filled with nothing but the rabbit, and he felt that the rabbit must be the first creature in the world to achieve immortality.

Wu Tu doted on his older brother like this, letting Richard pet him to his heart's content, and then not forgetting to say:

"You quietly bury me on my belly all by yourself, okay? Don't tell anyone else. Only your brother gets this treatment today!"

Richard rubbed the black rabbit's fur:

"But as your older brother, I promised to protect you, but I haven't fulfilled my duty. I've hurt you before, and I can't help you now either."

Wu Tu was helpless; he couldn't believe that Richard, in his position, would have such thoughts of internal strife.

He immediately typed a reply:

"But you always stand in front of me."

"After I became the head of the family, you shielded me from countless attacks and bullets. You've always protected me. So I know that as long as you're by my side, I'll never get hurt."

"I'm no longer the child who almost had his leg broken and was afraid of everything."

"Richard, it was you who protected me. You saved me many times in the past, which is why I am not afraid now."

After typing so many keys, the little guy felt that if he couldn't persuade Richard, he would give up.

Who knew that Richard was secretly crying.

She even wiped her tears on his fur.

Black Rabbit: !! This is genuine leather!

The little guy wanted to stand up and stomp his feet in protest, but he felt sorry for Richard when he saw him crying, so he sighed.

Fine, human, you're allowed to lean against the rabbit's chest then.

However, Wu Tu also wanted to take pictures; he wanted to record Richard's crying and his appearance.

So he thought about it and started secretly sending messages to Kaylan.

He had only typed half of the message when he saw Richard had already sat up, so Wutu could only immediately click send and then jump onto the computer.

Richard thought that Wu Tu was urging him to rest, and he felt that his work efficiency was too low and he couldn't keep Wu Tu company.

So Richard quickly finished up the rest of the work, then picked up the little one:

"Patriarch Rabbit, it's all my fault. I'm sorry. Let me continue to take care of you now..."

Just as Richard was about to tuck the custard bun under his arm, Kaylan pushed the door open and walked in:

"What? Honey, Richard's crying?? Where's he crying? Let me see!"

Richard was kneeling on the ground, half of his face buried in the fuzz of the custard bread.

Kaylan: "...It's my bad timing."

Kaylan was almost in tears: "Can you two continue? I didn't say anything just now, Richard, can't you just forget about it right now?"

Richard said, "No."

Judging from Richard's attitude, it seems he's determined to silence Kaylan no matter what.