The poor little one returns home, the whole family is reborn and loves the little one crazily

Mu Chuan was feeding the little guy cake, feeling uneasy.

What if the young master finds out that he stole his cake and cries?

Looking at the little guy's bright eyes, his soft little hands fell on his knees, and he stood obediently in front of him, waiting for him to feed him.

Looking at it this way, I feel extremely guilty.

"Would you like some milk?"

"I want~"

The little cub responded softly, being extremely obedient.

Mu Chuan handed the last bite of cake to his mouth, and after he ate it, he got up and went to the bar to make milk.

After a while, half a bottle of milk was ready.

"Sit on the sofa and eat slowly."

"Uh-huh."

The little guy slowly returned to the living room, holding the bottle of milk, and then sat down on the sunflower cushion on the carpet.

Leaning against the soft pillow, she just curled up there and drank milk.

When Gu Sheng came down from upstairs, he saw the little guy drinking milk. He was so well behaved.

"Xiaobao, good morning."

The little guy looked up and said, "Brother, hello~"

"Drink your milk, brother will make breakfast."

"Good~"

After watching Gu Sheng go to the kitchen, the little guy shrank back onto the cushion.

The small place gave him a great sense of security.

In the kitchen, Gu Sheng put on his apron and prepared to make breakfast. Mu Chuan suddenly appeared at the kitchen door. "Lu Shi left at six o'clock. He seemed a little upset."

"Well, I see."

"Take Xiaobao out for a walk, or he'll drink milk and not be able to eat breakfast later."

"it is good."

Mu Chuan left the kitchen, just as the little guy brought over the bottle of milk.

"I'll go take a shower, and then I'll take you out to play."

"Ah."

The little guy was very well behaved. While Muchuan was washing the bottle, he changed his shoes and waited.

The air is good in the morning, it's nice to take the little one out for a walk.

Muchuan held his hand and walked in the garden full of flowers.

It's summer, and bees and butterflies are beginning to come out and fly around the flowers.

"Chuanchuan, fafa~"

Mu Chuan didn't react for a moment. What was "Chuan Chuang"? Could it be that he was being called?

"Chuan Chuang, Buli Wo?" The little guy called out several times but Mu Chuan paid no attention to him, and pouted his little mouth in grievance.

Makawa: ...

"No, what did the young master just say?"

The little guy pointed at the beautiful rose and said, "I want it~"

He wants to pick flowers and give them to his sister and brother.

Mom didn’t get fat last night, so she must have gone to look for Dad. I’ll give it to her when she gets fat.

"How many do you want?"

Muchuan took him to the edge of the rose garden, squatted down, and pulled out the knife from his pocket.

The little guy lowered his head and counted on his fingers, "Brother and sister~"

Two.

Mu Chuan plucked two roses neatly, removing the thorns and leaves, and said, "Okay, take them."

"Well, take a break~"

Mu Chuan was helpless, "Young Master is Chuan, not Cang."

The little guy looked up and said sincerely, "Yes, it's running away or not."

He is not wrong.

Makawa: ...

"Young Master is awesome."

The little guy smiled and said, "ChuanChuanGuan~"

Mu Chuan held his little hand and walked around the garden. Only when he heard Gu Sheng's voice did he take the little guy back.

"Brother, give it to me."

"It's for brother, Xiaobao is so nice." Gu Sheng took the rose, happily gave the little guy a kiss on the soft face, and put the rose in the vase lovingly.

This was given to him by Xiaobao, so he must take good care of it.

"Sister." The little girl shook another flower in her hand, indicating that it was for Gu Jin.

Gu Sheng rubbed his little face and picked him up. "Sister is still sleeping. Give it to her when she wakes up."

"Okay~"

"It's time to eat."

After dinner, Gu Sheng took the little guy out to work, and Mu Chuan drove.

……

Lu Shi returned to the black market and went to the second floor with a sullen face.

The black market has three levels. The bottom level is where the leader and his office are located. The second level is where some killers with special skills live. The first level is public and has gambling, black boxing, auctions, killing orders and other black industry things.

Those people who came into the black market entered the first level.

Lu Shi kicked open the door of the order-taking team leader and asked, "Who took the order to assassinate Lu Yecheng?"

The order-taking team leader was so scared that he rolled off his chair. When he saw Lu, he stood up, holding his butt, and tapped on the computer.

After a while, the order information appeared on the computer screen.

"Five teams took the order, and the price quoted was 100 million."

"Message, send it to me."

Lu Shi turned and left, his young face full of indifference.

Who else could he kill when he was ordered to do so? Lu Yecheng would have been a big deal, but he also scared his little rabbit.

The fair little rabbit was so frightened that its eyes turned red and it shrank into its nest, not daring to move.

When he thought of this, Lu Shi's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Xiao Lu."

A man in a black windbreaker came from the corner and called Lu Shi.

Lu Shi hid the murderous intent in his eyes and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Feng Yang took out his tablet and said, "You were not here last night. This person was looking for a child. I overheard and it sounded like he was looking for you."

On the tablet was a photo of Lu Yecheng, that still handsome face. Even after all these years, Lu Shi had not forgotten it.

"Be good, little boy. Uncle will be back soon. Wait for him at home."

"Well, Uncle will come back early and wait for you to eat."

"it is good."

The 25-year-old Lu Yecheng stroked the head of the three-year-old Lu Xiaoshi with a look of tenderness, unlike the cold-faced devil he is today.

Lu Shi pulled himself out of his memory and blinked slightly, "Don't let him know my identity. I'll handle the rest myself."

Feng Yang nodded and put away the tablet: "Okay."

"Where are you going?"

Lu Shi: "It's a personal matter."

"If you are free today, go out and buy a house and open a studio. I can use it."

Feng Yang was stunned. "Buy a house to open a studio?"

"Can I ask what you're doing?"

It was incredible that a nine-year-old kid beat them all up, but he wanted to open a studio? Are you kidding me?

Suddenly I felt like I was just a piece of trash compared to him.

Lu Shi: "I have some strange ideas in my mind."

"Please put your name on the house you buy and your name on the studio. Don't reveal any information about me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will betray you?" Feng Yang asked nervously.

"Don't you want to get out of the black market and live a good life?"

"Besides, do you dare to betray me?"

Lu Shi looked at Feng Yang with a dark gaze, as if he wanted to grab Feng Yang's soul.

Feng Yang: "I dare not."

I'm a little worried about my life.

"Go ahead and do it. I'll give you the money and the contents of the studio in a moment."

"it is good."

Leaving the black market, the temptation is indeed great, but the danger is also great.

But for some reason, he inexplicably believed this nine-year-old boy.

After separating from Feng Yang, Lu Shi looked at the news and found the people who took the order. He beat them up using a tactic that hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred.

"Why are you beating us for no reason?" a team leader asked gritting his teeth.

What did they do? Nothing.

Why beat them? Is there any justice in this world?