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

The little guy finally went home with two rosy cheeks.

Lilith held Wutu's hand, and the two stood outside the manor gate for a while. Lilith bribed Wutu with an ice cream, so that he could eat it and she could also use it to cool down the little guy's face.

Lilith only brought the little one inside when the red marks on Wutu's face were no longer very noticeable.

However, Winston, who had been using the black talisman to locate them, had already discovered their charade.

Even though Lilith was the only girl in the family, Winston remained ruthless and punished her without fail.

Because the Winston family has had many female heads of the family throughout history, what the Winston family cares about is not gender, but ability.

Therefore, in Winston's eyes, Lilith was a member of the Winston family, one of his successors, and only lastly his daughter.

So Lilith also has to write a self-criticism for leading the little guy astray.

Making Lilith, who yearns for freedom, write the rambling nonsense she hates most is the best punishment for her.

Of course, the little guy was too scared to look his father in the eye when he saw the long 10,000-word self-criticism.

Winston beckoned the little guy over.

He asked Wutu, "How many ice creams did you eat?"

The black rabbit honestly replied, "One...one...and one more..."

The once well-behaved and adorable little guy, under the guidance of his older brothers and sisters, has finally learned to act cute and fool people.

Winston sighed.

The little one immediately came to his father, smelling of cool ice cream, and obediently placed his face in his father's palm, allowing his father to knead and flatten it.

Wu Tu is now completely adept at acting cute and charming.

After all, now that he's an actor, when he's doing endorsements or shooting commercials, photographers and stylists will specifically teach him or consciously help him realize his most charming and attractive qualities.

So the little guy now knows that he looks most adorable this way, and even adults can't resist him.

The little guy even experimented and found that when Richard and the others saw themselves like this, they all completely lost their principles and began to give in to the crow.

However, for Winston, no matter how cute the black rabbit is now, it cannot shake Winston's love for the black rabbit.

After all, whether it was the skinny, malnourished little kitten wearing a faded T-shirt, or the plump and delicate kitten she is now, Winston loved her.

Winston had seen Blackie in every disheveled state.

So Winston simply stroked the little guy's face with his fingertips and spoke in a calm but chilling tone:

"Honey, who taught you to use these methods?"

This is actually understandable. Wu Tu could also sense that his older brothers and sisters who taught him didn't have any ill intentions; they were just doing it for the sake of showcasing their skills. This industry needs commercial value and labels.

Wutu understands it this way: just like the kittens in a cat cafe, they use their skills to earn a little money for their hard-earned food.

But Winston didn't like it.

The children of the Winston family don't need to please anyone.

Winston gently coaxed the crow back to his own room, and then Winston had another fierce argument with Helena.

The argument escalated to the point where the two were almost about to draw their guns at each other again.

The little one was so scared that he cried in bed while calling Lauren:

"What should I do, Grandpa Lauren, waaaaaah..."

He gave Lauren a rambling account of what had happened over the phone.

Lauren thought for a moment and had to admit that in this situation, he was not as effective as Wu Tu himself.

So Lauren told the little guy:

"Good boy, if you're worried about them, just tell them to their faces, okay? Knowing you're scared, Helena and Winston won't keep arguing."

"Because they love you."

So Wutu could only quietly walk to the door again, listen to their arguing for a while, and then push the door open...

The area downstairs has been reduced to rubble by Helena Rubinstein.

She was loudly mocking Winston:

"What kind of child do you know how to raise? You're a complete freak who doesn't understand love. All you know is to keep him by your side. You give this high-sounding advice that it's for his own good, but you won't even let him grow on his own!"

Winston looked at Helena without saying a word, but his expression was cold.

They treated each other like enemies, hurting their own blood relatives.

The black leopard gave itself a pep talk, crossed the ruins, and came to Winston's side.

He placed his hand into Winston's drooping palm.

"dad……"

Helena and Winston fell silent as soon as he spoke.

The black rabbit looked at him:

"I won't try to please anyone; I'll only prove myself..."

"But, Dad, I just thought, if I were a little cuter, would you like me a little more?"

Winston: ...

Winston was visibly flustered and panicked for the first time, and fled in disarray to clean up his disheveled state.

Helena witnessed Winston's helplessness firsthand. She was happy and relieved, and even picked up the little guy and spun him around, giving him several big kisses.

After seeing that anyone in the house could easily lift him up...

The little guy's self-esteem was quietly shattered.

He was so sensitive and perceptive that he naturally noticed that everyone preferred his cuteness... or thought that his slightly larger nose was cute in itself.

That's why Wu Tu tries to behave well, hoping for more favor from her family, especially her father.

But in reality, the person Wutu admires most is Winston. He hopes to be as strong and reliable as his father, and to have the same absolute power as all his family members.

But if he were to become a carbon copy of Winston, no one would be able to pick him up so easily. Would his family still like him that way?

Even Wu Tu wasn't entirely sure.

So Wutu called his beloved grandfather again.

As Lauren listened to the little guy's worries, she felt like she was getting younger again.

The little guy is so small, and so are his worries.

However, Lauren only thought about it for a moment, with the face of a black rabbit and the personality of Winston...

Lauren's hands trembled slightly, and then she earnestly advised Wu Tu:

"My dear child, you admire your father, but you don't necessarily have to become like him..."

Lauren hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly realized that Winston was secretly listening in.

So he changed the subject: "No one can replicate your father's experience. He walked a lonely and bloody road to achieve what he has today."

"Few people will be able to replicate his experience in the future, and neither will you."

"But you can be yourself, right? Didn't you say that you were Dad's favorite child?"