The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

The other two were watching and observing, neither of them expecting that Old Pi would suddenly betray them.

The two of them immediately became anxious.

As the most astute group of people on the planet, everyone present is a genius.

It's obvious to everyone that He Lin's company, and his own methods of doing things, are top-notch.

He lacks nothing, except time. But once the time comes, it's only a matter of time before he catches up with these old folks who are half-buried in the ground.

Moreover, modern society is undergoing tremendous changes every day.

Perhaps at any moment, they will collapse, and a new empire will rise from the ruins.

……

Inside the hotel room.

"I'm hungry, sir."

He Ningchuan said with dissatisfaction, "I told you to eat when we were eating earlier, but you wouldn't. Now that you're hungry, go find Grandma Dido yourself."

He Ningxi tugged at him pitifully, "I'm scared, brother, please come with me."

He Ningchuan reluctantly got up and followed his sister outside.

He Ning'an was taking a shower and didn't notice them. He Ningze, on the other hand, was staring intently at the television screen.

The two went downstairs but couldn't find Grandma Dido. Instead, they saw people still dining in the restaurant.

He Ningchuan imitated the adults, getting a plate for his younger sister and putting some vegetables and bread on it.

"Eat."

The two found a seat and sat down. After taking a bite, He Ningxi shifted her position.

She continued eating, then felt another noise. Just as she was about to complain about her brother teasing her, she suddenly shut her mouth.

This wasn't done by my brother at all.

He Ningchuan felt something was missing as soon as he sat down, so he immediately got up to pour his sister a drink.

When he returned, he saw his sister being held by the child who had almost drowned, who was pulling on her clothes and refusing to let go.

He immediately put down his juice and walked over quickly.

The child looked frail and, despite being about the same age, was no match for He Ningchuan.

He separated the child and his sister without much effort.

Go play by yourself.

After saying that, he turned to his younger sister and said, "Eat quickly, or your older brother will come looking for you."

He Ningxi nodded and immediately sat down to eat seriously.

But out of the corner of my eye, I saw that little foreigner, so white he was practically glowing, a few steps away.

She stood on the bench, leaned slightly towards the person opposite her, and whispered, "Brother, is this little foreigner hungry?"

He Ningchuan's small brows furrowed: "Then give it to him..."

Before she could finish speaking, He Ningxi waved to the little foreigner: "Come here, little foreigner, eat up."

He Ningxi generously shared half of her food.

"Brother, look at his head, doesn't it look like a snowball?"

"Eat quickly."

"oh."

He Ningxi wasn't completely well-behaved either, because she discovered that the child next to her was not only unwell, but also seemed a bit slow, and couldn't even use utensils.

Since they couldn't communicate verbally, she could only use gestures to guide him to learn from her.

Seeing him clumsily pick up the spoon and finally scoop a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth, He Ningxi was instantly filled with a sense of accomplishment.

She didn't have a big appetite, and as the meal was about to end, a group of people suddenly rushed in from all directions.

A dark mass surrounded them.

He Ningchuan instinctively wanted to run to his brother's side, but was stopped by a force and could not move an inch.

The little foreigner, who was just eating, was now clinging tightly to her clothes.

"Let go, brother, I need to find my mother..."

Clearly, such a grand display of force frightened He Ningxi to tears.

He Ningchuan stepped forward and shielded his younger sister tightly behind him.

He glared at the group of silent people, mustered his courage, pushed aside the adults, and squeezed his way out.

Just as they were about to see the light, the crowd suddenly parted, and a woman said something in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, the brother and sister's path was blocked.

The well-maintained lady in front of me is the same middle-aged woman who was whispering with Pixar on the seventh floor just now.

She walked over to the two children and said a long string of words.

The brother and sister looked completely bewildered, unable to understand a word.

The lady grew increasingly anxious when she saw that they couldn't understand.

However, the two children gradually lowered their guard because the lady spoke gently and had an approachable smile, and did not seem like a bad person.

During the break, the little foreigner came up again, and seeing the brother and sister holding hands, he wanted to reach out and hold their hands too.

But He Ningchuan stopped him: "No."

Seeing this, the lady hurriedly gave a few instructions to those behind her.

A short while later, an elderly man wearing half-glasses and with a beard was helped into the front hall.

Meanwhile, Dido and her husband Hank, who had just finished dinner, also sensed something was wrong and rushed over.

The two men stepped forward and explained the situation before they understood what had happened.

The elderly gentleman we invited could speak Chinese, and although his accent wasn't perfect, the two children still understood him.

But they all waved their hands in denial.

"He asked for the food himself, and when I didn't give it to him, he kept pestering my sister. Besides, we didn't save him; it was his older brother who did."

These words were relayed to Mrs. Celine in detail.

Celine continued to press for details about the rescue at the lake that afternoon.

As the older brother, He Ningchuan protected his younger sister and told her everything that happened from his perspective.

"Alright, we're leaving now."

After saying that, he urged Grandma Dido to take him and his sister away.

Celine wanted to ask a few more questions, but Hank stopped her.

"Mrs. Celine, I know you love your grandson, but they are Mrs. Samuel's honored guests. If there are any further questions, please communicate through Mrs. Samuel. Thank you for your understanding."

The two elderly people left with the frightened child.

Mrs. Celine felt both happy and disappointed.

Her plan failed; this was not a child she could keep simply because she wanted to.

She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the mashed potatoes off her grandson's mouth.

The maid who had served him for many years whispered with delight, "Madam, why don't we give it a try? Perhaps it's not a coincidence, little Leon really can get better."

Celine stood up, wiped away her tears, and took her grandson's hand.

"Don't make this public yet, I'm afraid some people might have designs on it. In short, let's talk about it when the master returns."

Celine sighed softly, her voice filled with unspoken sorrow.

Three years ago, her only son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident.

In the critical moment, the couple used their bodies to shield their child.

When little Leon was four or five years old and had the ability to remember things, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was his parents' blood-soaked corpses.

The car accident left him with severe psychological trauma.

He was once a gifted child and Pixar's only grandson, on whom they placed the most hope and whom they loved the most.

But now, little Leon is quiet and unresponsive, and his anorexia has caused him to suffer from long-term malnutrition.

For some reason, he skipped school three times today, which is unusual for him.

The first time, she was found and brought back; the second time, she almost drowned; the third time, she ran away and ate with these two Eastern children.

The next two times, each time filled her with dread.

If it weren't for this family... Celine raised her hand to her heart, she probably would have died here today.

Little Leon was her only hope.

Her son's car accident felt like yesterday; she couldn't bear to think about losing her grandson as well...

"Madam, to confirm whether the young master's temporary closeness is due to a lack of playmates his own age, perhaps you could let them spend more time together these next couple of days. Besides, I've also heard..."

The maid Mary, quick-witted, came up with a solution that would benefit both parties.

"Okay, I'll talk to your husband about it in a bit. You're so thoughtful; I didn't even think of that. In any case, we must be wary of people's intentions and never let them make a move on Little Leon."