We were so happy today that everyone got drunk except the underage Feng Shiyou, Chu Weiyan, Xiao Anan, and my grandparents who were in poor health.

Fortunately, Grandma Wen had prepared some hangover soup for them to drink, otherwise they would have been in great pain the next day.

Fengbozhou, although Feng Shimo and the others were drunk, they were not so weak that their hands and feet were weak.

Each of them helped their loved ones back to their rooms to rest. Of course, the widows also had help.

Qi Juncheng was helped away by Chu Weiyan, while Yan Pingzhi was dragged away by his mother, grabbing his ears.

Feng Shiyou helped Qi Yining to the guest room and let Xiao Anan follow him. After helping Qi Yining change clothes and wash up, he took Xiao Anan back to the room.

"An An, you're going to sleep with your brother tonight. Are you happy?"

Feng Shiyou typed on his phone and then uttered it using the boyish voice that came with his voice.

Although it was a bit cold, little An An could still hear the doting that his brother showed towards him.

Little An An hugged Feng Shiyou's neck affectionately and said in a milky voice, "An An is very happy~~"

"An An likes brother very much and wants to sleep with brother~~"

Feng Shiyou tapped his little nose, teasing him, and continued typing and converting to voice, "Then how about letting Maomao sleep with us~~"

"Maomao?"

Little An An tilted his head in confusion.

Feng Shiyou then realized that he had made a typo. He suppressed the sadness that flashed across his eyes and quickly retyped.

"Edamame, do you want it to come up? Let's sleep on the floor."

Little An An didn't dwell on this issue. When she heard him talk about sleeping on the floor, she cheered happily.

"Great~~, let's sleep on the floor together."

"Okay." Feng Shiyou continued typing, "Then An An, wait for me. I'll bring Edamame up."

Little An An nodded obediently, blinking his big round eyes, so cute.

"Okay, An An, wait for your brother obediently~~"

Feng Shiyou held him in his arms and sat on the sofa. After touching his little head, he turned around and went downstairs happily.

When Feng Shiyou got downstairs and was about to go to Maodou's room, he heard someone calling him.

"Young Master."

Feng Shiyou turned around and saw the strange-looking Zhuo Liangchuan. He asked in confusion, "Uncle Zhuo, what's wrong?"

Liangchuan Zhuo did not answer his question immediately, but his expression looked very conflicted.

The muscular man with wheat-colored skin stood in front of the young boy like a statue, and the scene was somewhat scary.

If you don't look at his hesitant and worried eyes, it is indeed true.

Feng Shiyou also noticed this, and he chuckled as he played the voice message, "Uncle Zhong, just say whatever you want to say."

Zhuan Liangchuan looked at the relaxed expression of the young boy and finally asked the question in his heart.

"Young Master, what did the letter say?"

Last night, Feng Shiyou woke up and wrote a letter after Jingshu and the others left the room.

After waking up early this morning, he asked Liangchuan to secretly deliver the letter and not tell his family first.

Zuo Liangchuan, who had just woken up and went to work, was a little confused when he received the letter. He became even more confused when he saw the address of the letter written by Feng Shiyou on another piece of paper.

But more of a surprise.

Why should it be sent to the police station, or to the police who were dealing with the two human traffickers?

What exactly was written in the letter?

But as the young master's employer, even if he was very surprised, he couldn't ask too many questions and just had to do what he was told.

However, after receiving the message from the police in the afternoon, he could no longer remain calm.

What did the young master write?

Why did the policeman say he would come tomorrow and meet the writer of the letter?

Why does he want to see the young master?

And because today is Feng Shiyou's birthday, Zuo Liangchuan could only suppress the doubts in his heart and wait until Feng Shiyou appeared alone before he dared to ask him.

Feng Shiyou didn't expect him to come over and ask, so he typed and transcribed the message in confusion, "Why do you want to know? Did something happen?"

Zhuan Liangchuan told him the reason directly: "In the afternoon, the person who received the letter sent me a message saying that he wanted to come to see the young master tomorrow."

"I'm worried about the young master."

That policeman looks very fierce. What if the young master gets scared?

In Zuo Liangchuan's eyes, Feng Shiyou at this moment looked so fragile, pitiful, and easy to be pushed down.

As the young master's bodyguard, what he has to do is to protect the young master's personal safety. He will never let the accident that happened ten days ago happen again!

Then he added, "How about I turn that person down and say that it's inconvenient to meet with guests?"

If possible, Liangchuan really wanted to reply to that person like this.

But then he thought, what if Feng Shiyou wanted to know about the two human traffickers, so he didn't reply to that person immediately.

It was only now that he came to ask Feng Shiyou.

But he didn't expect that Feng Shiyou would actually agree to let that person come to see him.

An emotionless voice sounded, "Uncle Zhong, let him come over, I'm fine."

Liangchuan was shocked, but still asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Text-to-speech: "I was originally thinking of going to see them tomorrow. They're coming over, which saves me the time of going out."

"Besides, if I'm at home, my parents won't worry too much about me."

The voice message was a thank you to Zhuo Liangchuan, "Thank you Uncle Zhuo for worrying about me, but it's okay."

"I'll trouble you again, but please bring them to me tomorrow."

Feng Shiyou had said so, and Liangchuan couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to agree, "Okay, then I'll go and message him back."

"Don't worry, young master. I will bring them here tomorrow."

Feng Shiyou curled his lips and smiled, typing and transferring the message to voice: "Okay, thank you Uncle Chong."

Zhuan Liangchuan: "It's what I should do. Young Master, go to bed early. I'll go back first."

Feng Shiyou nodded, typed a few more words and transferred them to voice, "By the way, don't tell mom and dad yet."

"I'm worried they will stop the police from coming to find me."

Zhuan Liangchuan assured: "I understand, young master, don't worry."

Only after Uncle Zuo Liangchuan left did Feng Shiyou breathe a sigh of relief and turn around. Uncle Zuo was so majestic that he still felt a little nervous talking to him.

But Uncle Zuo is a very nice person. After getting along with him for a long time, you will find that Uncle Zuo is a very good and powerful bodyguard.

Feng Shiyou took Maodou upstairs and took Xiao Anan to wash and change clothes before starting to sleep on the floor.

But it didn't take long and the floor was soon paved.

Even though he has grown up and no longer needs his brothers to sleep with him, his brothers still come to sleep with him occasionally.

And because the second brother always loses to the eldest brother, there are specially prepared floor-laying equipment in his room, and he can just take it out and make the floor.

Soon, Feng Shiyou fell asleep holding little An An.

Tonight's dream was beautiful.

The next day, except for Grandma Wen and Butler Chen, everyone slept in and slept until after eleven o'clock.

When I woke up and finished my meal, it was almost one o'clock.

It was also at this time that Liangchuan brought two policemen into the villa to find Feng Shiyou.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the two people appearing in the living room.

Others: Why are the police here?!

Feng Shiyou: How could it be...it seems...

Unlike the shock of others, there was a hint of anxiety in Feng Shiyou's eyes.

Feng Shiyou stared at the tall policeman with burning eyes and walked towards him while typing anxiously.

When that person saw the words typed on Feng Shiyou's phone, his cold and serious expression instantly cracked and his breath became disordered in an instant.

Turning anxious, "What do you mean?!"

The policeman next to him looked curiously and also showed shock and anxiety on his face.

Because on the phone, it clearly said: [Do you have a sister? ]

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