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

Richard's punch in front of the operating room brought everyone to their senses.

They sat there silently, feeling a wave of guilt and indebtedness wash over them.

Winston stayed by his bedside until the little guy came out of the operating room.

That woman is still haunting him, calling Winston all the time.

Because Winston and the others had been gone for too long.

They had been all smiles and enthusiasm toward Ulva's brother, but once the man with the air of nobility (Richard) left with his belongings, Winston made up an excuse to leave the mother and son alone.

Then everyone left, leaving only an empty building.

The woman was somewhat confused, but she was also certain that Winston wouldn't lie to them and that he would definitely come back.

With such a large area and all that expensive-looking equipment, even if a woman just takes a few items with her, she could probably sell them for hundreds or thousands of dollars.

The woman looked at the equipment with a greedy glint in her eyes.

The woman's child, without any hesitation, plopped down in front of the office computer, downloaded several online games, and played them enthusiastically.

"As expected of a big brand, the smoothness is amazing... Hmm, these videos are taking up memory, I'll just delete them all."

He was spoiled rotten by women and always felt that even if he caused trouble, since he was a minor, no one could do anything to him.

Even if those parents shouted at him indignantly, his mother would naturally yell back.

The more unreasonable you are, the louder you shout.

Winston glanced at the phone coldly, without even considering answering.

He directly messaged his assistant, instructing the assistant to fool the mother and son in Winston's place.

Winston then put down his phone and continued to stare at the little guy's pale sleeping face.

But when the woman saw that it was just an assistant, she put on airs and insisted that Winston go see them.

The assistant tried to appease the two idiots with various excuses, but the woman was used to taking advantage of his kindness.

This is the nature of humans, where animalistic instincts outweigh human instincts.

As long as she believes that the other party is easy to talk to, the woman will continue to test the other party's bottom line in order to gain more benefits.

So, without Winston's permission, the woman actually found her way to the hospital.

Winston will certainly never let a woman see the black rabbit again.

He gestured, and the bodyguards all went into Wu Tu's ward to wait.

Winston closed the door and walked toward the woman who was making a huge fuss from far away in the hallway.

"Mr. Winston! Was our little black rabbit taken to the hospital by that guy? Oh dear, I was so focused on watching my youngest son dance that I didn't even notice."

"That child is just being dramatic. It's nothing serious. He complains about every little thing, making us feel like the bad guys. Parents always worry about their children..."

Even the assistant standing nearby couldn't stand it anymore; unaware of the situation, he even tried to reason with the woman.

"But the little guy's injury is really serious; he just had surgery."

Woman: "He's so young, what kind of surgery can he have? He's only six years old!"

Assistant: "He's so young. If his fracture isn't treated, the bone will stay dislocated, and he'll be lame forever, unable to dance at all!"

The woman said earnestly, "Why would someone so young have surgery? His legs will grow back on their own. He's only six years old!"

Even his assistant, who is usually exceptionally skilled, emotionally stable, and possesses the saintly qualities of a working-class person, was so angered that he lost his composure and couldn't help but facepalm.

"You've said it so many times, he's only six years old. Can't you listen to what others are saying? Don't you understand how serious this matter is?"

"You're the one who needs to see a doctor!"

As the saying goes, behind every depressed child, there are parents who need to see a psychologist even more. This statement is absolutely true.

The woman's eyes widened immediately: "What illness are you looking for?! You're the one with a problem! Get out of the way, I'm taking Wu Tu home."

Seeing this, Richard stepped forward.

He had no intention of playing the good guy; he stood directly in front of the woman, his emerald eyes losing their usual grace and gentleness, leaving only an unapproachable aura.

"Whether I save him or not is up to me. Get out of here."

Even Kaylan couldn't help but look at Richard in surprise.

After all, Richard had received an elite and gentlemanly education from a young age, and being groomed as the heir to the throne, he was particularly concerned with etiquette. This was, in essence, part of politics.

This was the first time he had ever seen Richard so coldly dismiss someone.

It turns out that people who seem to have a good temper and are good at pretending can be even more terrifying when they get angry.

The woman was like a rooster suddenly grabbed by the neck, so frightened that she couldn't make a sound, her face turning red.

She could only look at Winston, but Winston remained indifferent and aloof throughout, as if he didn't care about anyone.

The woman was rebuffed and had no choice but to go back.

However, Winston did keep his promise to her.

The coach he called immediately set up a training plan for Wu Tu's younger brother, saying that the child could start participating in competitions in three days.

Upon hearing this, the woman genuinely believed that her son was indeed a genius, and her mood improved. She no longer had any intention of interfering with Wu Tu.

This finally allows Wutu to catch its breath and properly recover from its injuries.

Seeing that the woman had already come to the hospital, Winston could only pretend to be indifferent and couldn't stay by the little one's side every moment.

So when he stood outside the ward, watching Richard take care of the little guy in every little detail, and the little guy being so dependent on Richard, he felt a mix of emotions.

It felt like my long-held position had been taken away, and I felt a pang of sadness.

jealous.

Hey.

So he also has these feelings.

So this is what "jealousy" is called.

Richard, who was in the ward, was also surprised.

He clearly hurt the little guy when he bandaged his wound, so the little guy should be afraid of him.

But when the little guy woke up again, it was as if he had developed some kind of post-traumatic stress disorder; he was afraid of everyone getting close, except Richard.

Except for Richard, who held him in his arms at the last moment, sharing his fear.

The little one has been very quiet since waking up.

He didn't mention Mr. Winston, and his only reaction to strangers was resistance and fear.

Especially bodyguards, who are tall and large men.

Richard could only send his bodyguards to keep watch where the black clown couldn't see them.

Then he sat alone by Wutu's sickbed.

In fact, Richard dared not touch the black clown again.

He was afraid the black rabbit would be in pain.

But the little guy was huddled under the covers, as if he were hiding in his pitiful, fragile protective shell. His eyes blinked, and he actually reached out and grabbed Richard's arm.

Richard looked down and realized that there were still teeth marks on his arm from the little guy's bite.

"elder brother……"

The little guy called out softly, pressing his head against Richard's hand, like a wounded little animal cautiously approaching the human, trying to draw the last bit of warmth.

Winston clenched his fist as he watched the little guy interact so intimately with Richard.

His expression of utter trust was something he had only ever shown to Winston before.

The little guy loves his dad the most.

But now, Wu Tu was clinging to Richard like a lifeline, leaning against him.

Winston felt unwell.

While the black rabbit was asleep, Winston couldn't resist going inside, wanting to get closer to the little guy.

But when Wu Tu felt a dark shadow looming over him, his fear from that time was rekindled in his half-asleep state.

He screamed, and in his excitement, he couldn't hear or see the face of the person in front of him. He just closed his eyes, reached out, and smashed everything he could get his hands on.