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

The little guy might not understand, but the adults present all understood that Mr. Qi was using this method to beg Winston to let him go.

He beat the child severely, hoping to put the matter behind him and stop Winston from pursuing his company.

But Winston wasn't so easily fooled.

Or rather, the other "mother" behind the crow, the motherland who protects him, is not so easily fooled.

Winston completely ignored everyone present and simply asked the little guy in English:

"How are you? Are you alright now? Should we leave now? Dad can take care of things here."

The little guy didn't quite catch on and answered in English.

However, his fluent spoken English could completely astound his junior high school classmates and teachers.

The black rabbit has really changed...

The little guy who used to be timid and shy at school, who wished he could cover his eyes with his hair, thin and gloomy, and didn't socialize with others, like a mushroom hiding in a corner, has now become completely different.

Was he like this before?

Even with scratches on her face, it didn't diminish the beauty of Wu Tu's exposed face, leaving several classmates stunned.

The bangs on Wu Tu's forehead were cut short, and his eyes became more spirited. When he looked at Winston, his soft expression always made people's hearts flutter.

He no longer wore those messy, faded old clothes, but instead wore soft, fine clothes. The wounds and calluses on his hands were gone, and he looked like a pampered young master.

He was well taken care of by Winston's side.

The students next to him couldn't help but whisper, "No way...did he really go abroad?"

One of the female students felt that Wu Tu looked familiar from the beginning, as if he resembled someone who had become very popular online before. She remembered this incident, went back and searched for the previous trending topics, and sure enough, she found the information.

"See! I told you! Wu Tu had his reasons. He went abroad for medical treatment, he wasn't lying! Besides, Wu Tu won the figure skating championship last month! Many people know that!"

"And he also has Winston as his father..."

"Wait, no, I saw them in person...! I thought it was just a coincidence of names before, Wu Tu has changed so much. Oh my god, I have to tell my friends in the group right away! I really saw them! Alive, and they were moving!"

"Turns out I went to the same school as Wu Tu!"

The girl's voice reached the boy who was bullying Wutu. In disbelief, he quickly took out his phone to check as well.

When he saw on the news that Wu Tu was standing on the podium, wearing a wreath and a gold medal, draped in the national flag, full of pride, he couldn't help but scream:

"impossible!!!"

"Shouldn't he be an orphan? He was clearly just a piece of trash from a stinking ditch before!"

For the first time, the boy felt jealous. Why was the good-for-nothing he usually looked down on living a better life than him?!

He opened his mouth, about to curse Wutu, but the next second, a voice as loud as a bell rang out:

"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Upon seeing who it was, the boy couldn't help but say, with a wronged expression, "Grandpa!"

The old man was dressed in a military uniform, looking radiant, and his demeanor was noticeably different from that of ordinary people.

He glared at the boy: "You're acting all wronged? Kneel down right now!!"

Upon seeing that the visitor was the renowned Commander Qi, the principal immediately became obsequious and cautiously approached him.

"Grandpa Qi, you..."

"Get out! A principal like you is utterly unfit to be an educator!"

Grandpa Qi is a man of strong likes and dislikes, and he hates evil as if it were his enemy. He served on the battlefield when he was young, and even now he appreciates the younger generation who can carry forward the spirit of their Chinese nation.

After he finished his outspoken criticism of the principal, he went to Wu Tu and patted his head:

"Good child, you've been wronged, haven't you? I'm sorry, it's my fault for not raising you properly and for having a bad family atmosphere. My child bullied you, and I, the old man, apologize to you."

The little guy couldn't possibly accept such a remark from Grandpa Qi.

His eyes widened, like a cat with its fur standing on end and its back arched. Faced with such kindness from an elder, the little guy didn't know how to respond.

He couldn't hide, nor could he not hide, so he could only turn to look at his father.

Daddy! Please save my little one!!

Winston couldn't help but smile as he watched the little guy's panic written all over his face.

However, he also reached out and helped Old Master Qi.

The old man looked at Winston, his eyes lit up, and he spoke in heavily accented English.

However, we can still communicate.

The teachers and principal who were left standing by, watching them turn pale, were not having an easy time.

Like President Qi, they are adults and must pay the price for their actions.

They were summoned by the education bureau, and it might not be as simple as just being dismissed; they could even face the complete end of their careers.

The remaining classmates who had bullied Wutu also faced Winston's prosecution.

Soon, court summons will be delivered to each of their homes, and these children will understand that bullying innocent people will definitely be punished.

……

The little guy stood at the school gate, holding his student file, and turned to take one last look at the school.

When Winston called him, he didn't hesitate and got in the car.

With Old Master Qi's military-modified vehicle leading the way, this time, no one will dare to mess with Wu Tu and his group.

Their journey was exceptionally smooth.

The little guy stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to leave, but rather that he understood that his short stay in his hometown was about to end, and he would be returning to his home abroad with his father, never to return here again for some time.

Even for training or competitions in the future, he will only be in S City or the capital. This remote little county town will soon become his old home in his memory.

The little guy leaned on his father's shoulder. Winston noticed that when Ulva left, he always took the little blanket he used to use when he was a child. He knew that Ulva was still a child.

He still harbors a nostalgic sentiment; in a new environment, he always needs some old things to give him a sense of security.

Winston couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke the little guy's face again.

The little guy was still feeling sad, but when he saw Winston raise his hand, revealing the bite marks on his knuckles that hadn't faded yet, his ears turned bright red.

He had never done anything so egregious before.

And at that time, his father would pinch the back of his neck, coax him, and praise him as a "good puppy".

The crow felt incredibly ashamed and disgusted. How could it bite someone like a puppy?

He was too angry at the time and didn't think that much. Besides, he wasn't very strong, and the hardest thing on his body was probably his teeth.

So the little guy, like a puppy with its fur standing on end, bared its teeth and charged forward.