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

Winston is going crazy.

The little guy's misunderstanding was secondary; what truly worried Winston was that he had sneaked out on his own.

It's easy to see from Winston's strong desire for control that the incident of the little guy leaving alone on a snowy night and silently heading towards the cold lake has always been a psychological shadow for Winston.

For a long time, Winston would wake up startled from his sleep and immediately go to the black rabbit's room, only to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the little guy sleeping soundly and breathing slowly in his dream.

He was absolutely worried about the little guy going out alone.

And now, Ulva has lost his home and left Winston. Where can he go?

He was homeless.

A six-year-old child, in this fast-paced world, will become an unknown orphan.

They couldn't even imagine what the little guy would go through if he had to live like a drifting duckweed.

Winston dared not think any further.

Before Wu Tu had gone far, he quickly ordered his men to chase after her.

Thankfully, this time his reaction was quick enough to catch up with the little guy's still somewhat limping figure.

Winston thought to himself that once they reached the Black Rabbit, no matter how distant or resistant the little guy was, he would not hesitate to take him back immediately.

Even if the methods are harsh, even if it makes Wutu cry.

When dealing with overly guarded stray animals, sometimes being a little firm and forcefully showing them affection can make them feel the owner's attitude and actually lower their guard.

If the little guy shows that wet, frightened look in his eyes, Winston will gently comfort him:

[I don't hate you, and Daddy will never hate you.]

You will never leave me, never leave Daddy's side.

Winston had already planned out how to coax the little guy. He had prepared his plan in his mind, and as he looked at that slender figure, a hint of controlling desire in his eyes revealed a chilling glint.

He quickly caught up, trying to catch the little guy's figure.

But even faster than him was a figure that suddenly darted out from the street.

A man dressed in tattered clothes and with disheveled hair rushed out, grabbed Wu Tu's arm, and pulled him toward the car behind him.

The black rabbit was startled.

It took him quite a while to recognize that the woman covered in scars and whip marks, dressed in tattered clothes stained with blood and dust, with a crazed look in her eyes, was his mother.

The woman's emotions were also very unstable; her eyes were fixed on the black rabbit, filled with a poisonous resentment.

She looked at the pampered black cat in front of her.

The black tusk, well-fed by Winston, looked so healthy that its organs could fetch a good price.

"Wu Tu, you must save your brother! Your father and grandmother are gone forever, but your brother can't... You must save him, save him..."

"We're all locked up and treated like dogs, why do you get to live so well! You heartless bastard, you betrayed your family and hung out with that liar Winston!"

"I want you to pay off your debt!!! You need to go and get your brother back, right now! Go sell your kidney or your blood!"

"You've ruined my home! You bastard, you scoundrel, you wicked devil!"

The little guy was completely dumbfounded, having never seen a woman like this before.

Seeing the woman's hand about to grab the little boy's neck, Winston immediately reached out and pulled Wu Tu behind him, shielding him with his body.

Winston showed no mercy, grabbing the woman's wrist and throwing her away.

"roll!"

Winston was about to ask his assistant to contact the casino owner and have them take the man back.

As it turned out, another person got out of the car behind the woman.

A man whom Wu Tu had never seen before, but whose features bore a five or six-point resemblance to Wu Tu's.

The man, dressed in a suit and tie, appears to be an elite with considerable social standing.

Looking at the man's appearance, Wu Tu couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

The man walked over to the disheveled woman, frowned as he looked at her lying on the ground, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Big sister, you told me that if I rescued you, I would have to promise you one thing before I would risk my life to save you."

"I have only one request, and that is to tell me how my second sister died in a foreign land."

"Once you've finished speaking, I'm not going to bother with you anymore. You can do whatever you want here."

"I'm busy, I don't have time to waste with you. Tell me the truth about my second sister's death."

Wu Yaochen glanced at his watch, then at the woman, and urged her impatiently.

Wu Yaochen is the youngest child in the Wu family.

He was also the youngest son, the one his parents loved most, in that era of male chauvinism.

The eldest sister, as the eldest child, still holds a place in the family, while the youngest child is the most important heir. Therefore, the heavy burden of taking care of the family falls on Wulan (Wutu's biological mother), who is the second child.

Ulan was not only the lowest-ranking servant or slave in the family, but she also raised Wu Yaochen almost single-handedly.

Fortunately, children are very perceptive; they will become close to whoever treats them best and takes care of them every day.

Therefore, Wu Yaochen, the youngest in the family, has always felt the most sorry for his second sister.

Even though Wu Yaochen went to university in another province and the two siblings were separated by thousands of miles, he would often call to check on his second sister.

But one day, my second sister told him that she was leaving that home.

Wu Yaochen thought that his second sister finally had a bright future and could move towards a better tomorrow.

But the second time he received news of his second sister was when she died.

Wu Yaochen was heartbroken and didn't want to contact his family anymore, so he simply left, cut off all contact with his family, and went to work abroad.

This time, he was willing to spend millions to get his older sister out of that group of vicious gamblers because she had no other choice but to call him, using the information he most wanted to know as bait.

Who knew that the older sister had asked him to drive all the way here, only to find out that she was here to see a child.

A child who looks very much like her second sister.

What if the legacy left to him by his deceased loved one was a living child?

Wu Yaochen's heart raced. He instinctively felt the connection of blood ties and met Wu Tu's beautiful eyes, just like his second sister's.

But as Wu Yaochen excitedly tried to get out of the car, the woman was faster than him. She practically jumped out of the car, and carrying the pain of being tortured and bled for the past few days, she vented all her resentment on Wu Tu.

Unfortunately, Winston stood in front of the black rabbit, preventing the woman from harming him further.

But as soon as Wu Yaochen got out of the car and approached the woman, she immediately pointed at Wu Tu and shouted excitedly:

"He's the one who killed your sister!!!"

"It was this bastard who crawled out of your sister's belly; he's the one who killed your sister!"

Wu Yaochen looked at Wu Tu, his furrowed brows still furrowed:

"real?"

The woman said confidently, "Of course it's true. Your second sister didn't even finish elementary school. What could she possibly know? She went abroad alone. She must have been tricked. Once she got there, she was bound to be bullied, drained of her value, and die a miserable death on the street."

"We told her to go on blind dates in the village, to marry someone from one end of the village to the other, like Old Wang or Old Li. It would be so close to home, she could come back to take care of her parents and serve her husband, and she would have someone to look after her wherever she went. But she was so ambitious and ran away."

"And this ungrateful wretch, seeing his mother die so tragically, didn't even cry. When the embassy sent him back, he said he didn't remember his mother at all!"

"I thought he was my second son's child, so I gritted my teeth, tightened my belt, and scrimped and saved to raise him. And now, he's repaid kindness with ingratitude, colluding with this foreigner to trick our whole family into going abroad and incurring enormous gambling debts!"

"How can there be such a heartless child in this world!"