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

Yu Jue stood on the Winston family's helipad, unsure whether to be surprised that Wu Tu was willing to go back with him, or that the Winston family owned a private jet.

Even with all the honors he's received in his life, he's never seen a private jet...

The frugality and diligence instilled in him by the older generation were ingrained in his DNA. He silently felt that Winston was being a bit too extravagant, considering that only a few people were going back...

But he didn't expect that following Winston and Ulva were Ulva's older siblings, and even a large group of them pulling their luggage. These people also brought along a team of assistants, personal consultants, and so on...

Yu Jue shut his mouth and decided never to mention money to Wu Tu again.

After all, their family is wealthy, so he couldn't really say anything.

Given these conditions, if someone is still willing to participate in competitive sports and endure hardship, then that's pure passion.

Others may not know, but Yu Jue understands that behind the honors brought by competitive sports lie countless pains and injuries.

No competition event is immune to physical injury.

In their pursuit of faster and stronger, they sacrificed their health and various forms of entertainment, pushing the limits of human endurance in order to win.

Yu Jue thought that he couldn't let everyone place all of China's hopes on one child.

The purpose of a coach is to guide athletes and help them make decisions.

No matter what, Wu Tu is still a child. He only needs to experience the beauty of figure skating and carry the purest dreams.

As for the future, it is natural that their adults should protect and guide him.

And it's not even certain that he'll be the one to protect her.

As soon as Yu Jue boarded the plane, he ran into Grelia, a former Russian ice dancer.

"Hello." Gloria even took off her sunglasses in a friendly manner and greeted him.

Yu Jue nodded absentmindedly and sat down in his seat.

But a short while later, Yu Jue took paper and pen and went to ask Grelia for her autograph.

Grelia was the idol of many contestants back then...

Yu Jue looked at the signature, then at Wu Tu.

He truly doesn't understand what else they can offer the little guy.

Winston was able to bring in such a technically gifted player as a coach for Uluru...

Yu Jue was also a little confused as to why Wu Tu would agree to return to China.

Perhaps it's because of the little guy's family? To raise such a well-behaved and innocent child, his family must have spoiled him a lot. The little guy must have grown up being pampered to be so pure and sincere.

Yu Jue had long since overturned his initial guess.

After all, the little guy doesn't seem likely to have been wronged.

But when they landed in the capital, and Yu Jue took the father and son to the national team, the little guy tugged at his sleeve, wanting to talk to him alone.

Yu Jue was somewhat surprised, but immediately agreed.

Wu Tu hesitated for a long, long time, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes so tightly they turned white.

Finally, he asked, "Uncle Yu, can I get my allowance in advance? Or do I need to do something to receive it? I'm willing to work or help out; I'm a very efficient worker, as long as I get some money..."

"If all else fails, could I borrow some money from you? I'll transfer it to you as soon as I earn it."

"And could you please not tell my dad about this? Please..."

This was probably the first time the little guy had ever asked someone for a favor like this. He was really driven to the brink, and his hands were trembling as he bent down to Yu Jue.

Yu Jue was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said, "What happened to you? How much money do you need? Don't be afraid, tell your uncle, and I promise I won't tell your dad."

Wu Tu shook her head: "It's nothing...it's just that, I...I..."

The little guy couldn't lie; he felt that if he continued, tears would well up in his eyes.

Moreover, Yu Jue was very perceptive, and he didn't want to be discovered by Yu Jue.

So the little guy could only say, "Never mind, it's okay."

Yu Jue was a little skeptical: "Are you really alright?"

The little guy shook his head, then nodded: "Really!"

The following time will be spent at the training grounds for the little guy and the national team, training the team to get used to each other.

Wu Tu doesn't need to worry about anything else.

Moreover, it wasn't just Winston; Ulva's other relatives were also with Ulva.

It's as if they were born with the black crow as their center.

The reason was that Richard and the others had also experienced the memories of the Black Rabbit and knew that there might be unexpected events on this journey, so they were worried and all came along to accompany the Black Rabbit.

After all, the matter with the family in China hasn't been resolved yet.

No matter how powerful or influential the Winston family is, their influence is limited by geographical location and cannot extend to China. Moreover, China is not a country that values ​​bloodlines or royalty.

The child is abroad, but registered in China. They only know about the abuse from the child's memories, and the equipment used is still in the testing phase and cannot be considered concrete evidence.

However, it will take Winston a long time to go through the process of appealing to remove the child's household registration.

After all, my aunt's family adopted the child through proper procedures, and their household registration shows a parent-child relationship. If we want to dissolve their relationship, my aunt's family has to agree.

Whether Ultus himself returns to his home country or not, Winston can take this opportunity to personally handle things and try to leverage his connections to help Ultus get rid of the shadows of the past as soon as possible.

Winston had initially said that Richard and the others didn't need to come along.

However, Richard and Cyrus's attitudes were quite clear: Kalan felt that the little guy couldn't be without his guidance, while Lilith simply wanted to go along and dress up the crow.

The little one looked so beautiful in her performance costume, it's a pity that all these people were straight men, they couldn't even do a good job of doing her makeup.

Of course, if something really happens, Lilith can take down those scoundrels first.

After all, Lilith is the only woman who is crazy enough to draw blood at the police station.

And their children should always be happy and live in bliss.

They didn't want to see the little one crying anymore.

The obsessive, cold-blooded monsters finally managed to raise their favorite dolls, and of course, they only hoped that the little ones could stay in their jewelry boxes forever, as beautiful and exquisite dolls.

The little guy's broken state, lying in the mud, is certainly pitiful and heartbreaking, arousing their protective instincts... but it can also cause them pain, breakdown, and anger to the point of wanting to destroy everything.

So let's not let that happen again.

They knew about Wutu's suffering, and they would never let Wutu suffer any more harm.

But this unspoken idea only requires communication between them.

The little one doesn't need to know.

Richard exchanged a glance with the others—the monsters' restless eyes.

They looked at the black crow as if it were a dragon guarding a treasure.

But Wu Tu, who had been under their watchful eyes, did not concentrate on her practice as usual; instead, she seemed somewhat distracted.

The ice rink here is no different from those abroad.

His mind was perfectly clear, and his limbs didn't feel heavy...

He slept soundly with his head on his father's lap on the private jet.

But... the pressure from his aunt continued to weigh heavily on Wu Tu's heart, like a time bomb, the countdown ticking away, the impending crisis hanging over his head.

Every passing second of time is the sound of destruction drawing ever closer to the crow.

The first thing Wu Tu did after getting off the ice was to reach for her phone.

He glanced at his father, made an excuse that he needed to go to the restroom, and then quietly slipped inside with his phone, asking his aunt if he could have a little more time to raise the money.