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

Wu Tu watched as the woman continued her grandiloquent speech:

"It's okay, son. Mom knows you're doing well over there. It's alright if you don't come back. You won the gold medal, which brings us so much pride. The neighbors all say I've raised you well..."

"But as you know, your brother has lost interest in dancing, so I can only help him improve his grades by enrolling him in a lot of tutoring classes. We've sold everything we own, so I don't have much money left for medical treatment."

"Transfer 500,000 yuan to me first, just in case the doctor says surgery is needed. These days, hospitals are just out to scam you; they won't treat you if you don't have money."

Wu Tu was very confused by her aunt's words.

Even if the exchange rate is high abroad, it's still impossible for him to earn 500,000 in a short period of time.

He couldn't help but feel wronged and questioned, "But you haven't spent that much money on me at all..."

The woman immediately sent a 60-second voice message.

Wu Tu clicked on it and heard a woman crying:

"It's okay, it's alright if you don't have money. It's fine if Mom dies, it'll lessen your burden. I'm just worried that my death will have a bad impact on you, since you have so many fans in China now. What if they question you?"

"Isn't your current father treating you quite well? Could you borrow some money from him? You're still so young; you can't let me ruin your life, can you?"

"Besides, you're already a champion, how much will you earn in the future? 500,000 is nothing..."

His aunt was threatening him with the reputation of the black rabbit.

Wu Tu took a deep breath, a look of despair on her face.

Where should he get the money?

He absolutely cannot use his father's money... Winston is willing to support him, that's already good enough. How could he possibly use his father's money to support his aunt and the others? That's not lending, that's betraying him.

Just as the little guy was feeling troubled, there was a knock on the door.

The butler's voice came through:

"Young Master, a guest wishes to see you."

Wu Tu was taken aback.

He has no guests.

However, anyone Winston allowed into his house must not be a bad person.

The little guy stood up, and only then did he notice the blood on his hands. After quickly cleaning them up, he put on long sleeves to cover them up.

He couldn't let his father see the wound, otherwise his father would worry.

After the little guy came downstairs, he saw a middle-aged man with a distinctly Chinese face sitting in the living room.

The man wasn't greasy at all; he looked energetic and had a great physique, appearing to be only in his thirties.

As soon as Wu Tu walked over, she felt that the man's tall and straight figure looked like that of a figure skater.

At that moment, Yu Jue was talking with Winston when he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw the beautiful genius who had been the subject of much online discussion recently, Wu Tu.

In reality, the black worm is even smaller.

The little guy was shorter than most twelve or thirteen-year-olds, with fair skin and delicate features. His small face had big eyes, and he really looked like a porcelain doll.

Seeing his expression, Yu Jue was a little worried that the little guy might fall and hurt himself while practicing jumping.

Moreover, the little guy is a completely different person on and off the field.

On stage, Wu Tu will naturally express himself. He doesn't pay attention to the type of audience, but puts all his energy into the performance, stirring the audience's emotions and leading them with his appeal.

Like a born monarch.

But once off the field, the little guy transforms into a completely different person, appearing silly, soft, and easily bullied.

Yu Jue originally thought this was Wu Tu's disguise to hide his talents, but now it seems that Wu Tu is just a soft and cuddly child.

He seemed a little shy, glancing at him timidly without saying a word, and instead turned to see Winston's reaction.

Winston patted Wu Tu on the back and introduced him, saying, "This is Mr. Yu, the head coach of the Chinese national figure skating team."

Wu Tu was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed to Yu Jue:

"Hello, Uncle Yu."

After saying that, the little guy stared at Winston with his big eyes incredulously, his expression asking:

How could a mere Wu Xiaotu be so powerful?! Even a national team coach came to visit him?! Is he dreaming?

Looking at the child, Yu Jue couldn't help but soften his heart.

No wonder Winston dotes on the black rabbit like a treasure; the child is so rare and precious.

Yu Jue couldn't resist pinching the little guy's cheek.

But outwardly, he had to appear calm and reliable:

"Hello, young skater Wutu. I am a representative of the Chinese Figure Skating Association. I stand here on behalf of the entire nation of China. We wish to invite you back to China, no, home."

"Your willingness to represent China in this competition is enough to demonstrate your patriotism. Our motherland will never allow a child, an athlete who brings glory to us, to fight alone."

"We'd like to invite you to join the national team training program; we'll offer you the best conditions..."

"Hmm... It's fine if you don't go back, you can stay here, but at least let us, let the association help you... We are willing to provide resources."

"At least we should give you someone to lean on. There are so many people in China, how can we let a child face the storms alone?"

Wu Tu was in a helpless situation when he heard Yu Jue's words. His eyes welled up with tears, and he even had the urge to cry.

It turns out that even in China, there are people who care about him...

Wu Tu lowered his head and rubbed his eyes discreetly.

Yu Jue glanced at Wu Tu, then at the unmoved Winston, realizing that the difficult one was still this patriarch.

So he continued to increase his bets.

"If you join the national team and don't go back, we'll treat you as someone sent abroad for training. We'll still give you subsidies, nutrition allowances, and travel expenses. Our Chinese coaches can also come and teach you personally."

"Although the subsidy isn't much, it's still about 20,000 a month. And you're very popular in China right now, so we want to take this opportunity to bring some attention to figure skating, so you can also earn some GG income."

"That's a lot more. A single GG can cost hundreds of thousands or even millions."

Upon hearing this, Wu Tu hesitated.

So he can make that much money?

So, could he quickly transfer the money to his aunt and sever ties with them? Then he wouldn't have to worry about being anxious or afraid anymore, and could happily embrace the rest of his life?

The shameful crow was tempted.

But if he agrees, he will have to go back to China no matter what.

Since he receives a salary from the state, it's impossible for him to completely avoid reporting to the national team.

But he... didn't want to be separated from his father.

Is he going to return to China all alone again...?

Wutu, who once embarked on a journey to a foreign land alone, now seems to have been spoiled by her father, becoming timid and clingy.

Caught in a dilemma, Wu Tu couldn't help but turn to look at Winston.

Winston happened to be looking at him too, and their eyes met.

Seeing this, Yu Jue suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said to Winston:

"If family members can accompany you, we can cover all your travel expenses."

Although it is quite possible that Winston doesn't need it at all.