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"Speak up! Three sticks can't beat a single fart!"

Probably because of emotional excitement, Aunt Gui couldn't control her voice, and An Yuzhuo, who was watching cartoons upstairs, tilted his head, and Pikachu's ears on the hat moved.

He dropped the snacks, clambered to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and peered down to watch the excitement.

I saw his nanny swearing and beating the child, and I could vaguely hear through the window: "What? They won't give you food?... Then I can't come here, I have to work, how can I take you?" "SureBecause you are disobedient, go back quickly" "Drag the oil bottle" and so on...

The more An Yuzhuo listened, the more serious the expression on Xiao Baozi's face became.

He remembered!

The nanny's son is the true young master of a wealthy family who was wrongly held—a real wealthy family, the one on the Forbes list, and the An family's wealth is completely inferior.

An Yuzhuo was lying on the glass, his face was squeezed out of shape, and his little head was running fast: Since he plans to not fight or grab in this life, he should prepare a plan B, otherwise his cheap brother will inherit the family business in the future, and he will not give it to him.What about his pocket money?

Now that the ready-made golden thigh is in front of you, how can you not hold it?

An Yuzhuo left the snacks, stepped on his little slippers and ran outside.

An Zhiyuan and Guo Lin were watching TV in the living room, when suddenly a short and thick "yellow mouse" jumped in front of them, and Pikachu's tail flicked.

An Zhiyuan: "?"

Guo Lin: "?"

When An Yuzhuo ran out of the villa, he happened to see Aunt Gui pushing the boy, "Go back as you came here, hurry up! Don't dawdle here, it's not good for the employer to see!"

Although An Yuzhuo ran fast, he was short, Aunt Gui didn't notice, and accidentally injured him while pushing and shoving.

"Ouch!"

Zhuobao fell like a dog eating shit, and lay on Lu Yu's body, and the two children fell to the ground together.

Just lying on his stomach, An Yuzhuo saw that the boy's face was not as noble and stern as it was twenty years later, but now he was still very immature, with bruises on his forehead and the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were forbearing, as if he had been injured.Abandoned little beast.

Just, the golden thigh is a bit pathetic.

An Yuzhuo remembered that the boss seemed to have been abused a lot when he was a child, so he couldn't help but feel a little compassion, "Are you okay?"

"Master! Are you okay?"

Aunt Gui ran over in panic, trying to hug An Yuzhuo, "Why did you escape, my little ancestor!"

As her son, Lu Yu, was completely ignored.

Lu Yu lowered his eyelashes in no surprise, enduring the pain and was about to get up by himself, but suddenly saw the beautiful young master who was being picked up broke away from Aunt Gui, opened his short hands, and hugged himself with a snap.

Lu Yu: "?"

An Yuzhuo hugged Lu Yu, raised his head, and shouted to An Zhiyuan and his wife who happened to be chasing him, "Mom and Dad, I like this brother!"

The voice of the little milk is soft.

"Can I invite him over to play?"

chapter 2

An Zhiyuan came over in two or three steps, picked up An Yuzhuo, and stuffed it into his arms. Guo Lin chased after him with a down jacket in his arms, and said eagerly, "Put it on for Zhuobao! Don't catch a cold!"

Aunt Gui also hurried over.

In a few seconds, An Yuzhuo was wrapped into a cotton bag, half of his eyes peeped out from the gap in his father's arms, and he saw Lu Yu who was ignored by no one.

Lu Yu seemed to be used to being left out, so he got up alone, brushed off the dirty snow from his thin coat, and quietly looked at his "mother" Aunt Gui, as if expecting her to care about him, but he still got nothing.Dim little by little.

Suddenly, Lu Yu felt that someone pulled him.

A soft little hand stretched out from Mr. An's armpit, grabbing the fabric on Lu Yu's shoulder.

"Brother, will you go home—"

Because his face was buried in An Zhiyuan's arms, Zhuo Bao's pronunciation was very unclear, but the adults still understood what he meant.

Guo Lin was afraid that her son would freeze, so she agreed, "Everyone go inside, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Back in the warm room, An Yuzhuo was forced to drink a cup of hot milk to drive away the cold. Aunt Gui rubbed the corner of her clothes and explained: "This is my son, who is fostered at his uncle's house. Who knows how wronged he would come here? It's too bad."sensible……"

Lu Yu's eyelashes trembled, An Yuzhuo thought he would cry, but Lu Yu just lowered his eyelids and remained motionless.

"He is a posthumous child. He has no father and no one cares about him... Don't worry, Mr. and Mrs. I will send him back soon."

"don't want!"

A small milk voice rose from the ground.

An Yuzhuo's mouth was still stained with milk, and he rushed in front of Lu Yu stubbyly, opened his short arms to protect him, and said to his parents, "Don't let my brother go!"

Lu Yu still lowered his eyes, looking indifferent.

He doesn't care why the little guy clings to him. Little Douding at this age has no reason to like or dislike him, and the adults don't care either, and it's okay to make a fuss for a while.

However, I didn't expect that little thing to be unexpectedly stubborn. When Mrs. An wanted to take him away, he slapped, lay down on the floor and rolled loudly: "Uuuuuuuu anyway, I won't let him go!"

Lu Yu: "?"

An Zhiyuan: "..."

Guo Lin: "..."

Aunt Gui: "..."

An Yuzhuo rolled twice and then fell face down on the ground—it was too shameful, it was really embarrassing to play tricks, he couldn't continue acting.

The final action was fixed here, Zhuobao's two short legs were spread out in a big font, and Pikachu's tail was raised, making his buttocks more round, and he looked particularly unworthy of beating.

Guo Lin was so angry that she looked for a feather duster, but was stopped by An Zhiyuan, "Don't beat the child! Zhuobao! Tell mom, why do you have to keep the little brother?"

An Yuzhuo immediately got up obediently, looked at the feather duster, and shrank his neck, causing the long ears on the hat to wobble: "Because he has nowhere to go, he will be beaten when he goes back, he won't have enough to eat, and he doesn't even have a cotton coat., so pitiful."

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