Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

The First Hospital has a beautiful little garden, but few people ever get to appreciate it.

Patients, their families, and medical staff are always in a hurry; this place is just a necessary route to other buildings, not a destination to stay at.

But at this moment, a little baby is sitting by the flower bed.

Wen Li was still wearing her hospital gown, resting her chin on her hands, lost in thought, looking very small.

A row of flowers, wilted by the torrential rain of the past few days, drooped listlessly.

They sat alone, keeping the equally listless child company, neither of them speaking.

Wen Li stayed here for a long time, and the system asked worriedly, "Little Li, are you alright?"

After a long while, Wen Li asked softly, "Chirp chirp, is Pear Baby being naughty?"

The system sighed, just like a human.

It felt sorry for them, but there was nothing it could do to help, and it had to coldly offer a suggestion:

Little Pear, your adoption mission has only fifteen hours left. If...

What followed was too cruel for a three-year-old child, and it couldn't continue speaking.

Wen Li lowered her head and slowly spread out her two small hands.

There was nothing there.

She tried desperately to hold on to Baba, to hold on to Fenfen who could save her mother, and to hold on to a home.

But in the end, my hands were empty.

They caught nothing.

-

Wen Li returned to the ward and saw a familiar uncle, who was Ba Ba's psychologist.

At the shareholders' meeting a few hours earlier, Duan Hetong endured an ordeal that most people could hardly imagine.

The Duan Group's stock price continued to fall, negative public opinion surged like a tsunami, and cooperative projects underwent one after another. The board of directors made it clear that no matter what means were used, the storm should be quelled as soon as possible.

The stress and lack of rest over the past few days finally triggered an old ailment, causing a relapse of bipolar disorder.

We need to ask Wen Suning to come over.

When Naituzi pushed the door open and came in, Duan Hetong had just received an injection of sedatives. This was the first time in days that he had been forced to fall asleep.

Milk Dumpling ran to the bedside and saw that his breathing was heavier than usual, and even when he was asleep, his brows were furrowed.

She reached out her little hand, wanting to smooth out Baba's furrowed brow.

But no matter how I knead it, I can't break it apart.

When Wen Suning saw her, her aloof expression softened slightly: "Li Bao is here."

Perhaps it was because the child was so pitiful, or perhaps it was just a coincidence that they shared the same surname, but the usually cold and indifferent Wen Suning showed a certain fondness for Wen Li.

"Your dad's a little tired, let him sleep for a while. Shall we talk outside?"

So, Wenli stood on the terrace where she had overheard the adults talking not long ago.

She was too small to see anything but through the gaps in the railings; the city appeared as a jigsaw puzzle of chaotic and unfamiliar pieces.

"Uncle..." Her little hands gripped the railing nervously, "What are family members like?"

Children's innocent questions always come out of nowhere.

Wen Su-ning didn't think much of it: "Family members care for, look after, and protect each other. Just like how Li Bao loves her dad and grandpa, they also love Li Bao very much."

He touched the little boy's cheek: "Because we are family, we all hope that each other is happy."

"happiness".

Wen Li thought about this word in her mind.

What is happiness? Is it being happy? Is it sweet and smiling?

My uncle said that family members should make each other "happy".

However, Baba and Grandpa got sick because of her, and Aunt and Uncle lost their jobs because of her.

Even the household servants have been looking worried these days.

She did indeed have a family.

However, what she brought to this family didn't seem to be "happiness"—it was more like a lot of sadness and sorrow.

The wind made the little girl's eyes sting.

So, shouldn't she have never been a child of the Duan family in the first place?

-

Duan Hetong didn't sleep for long. When he woke up, his younger brother and sister were there.

Duan Xianchen was disappointed: "The Speaker Ji refused to help with the expedited approval process."

Duan Shimi sighed, "Still so incorruptible. I used to think it was a good thing, but now..."

This was actually within Duan Hetong's expectations. To put it bluntly, that guy surnamed Ji had always been at odds with the Duan family. Even if he lowered himself to embarrass himself, he would probably only attract ridicule.

Pei Ji hurriedly entered the ward, looking no different from usual, but his brows and eyes revealed an unusual urgency: "Brother Tong, we found it."

The three Duan siblings all looked at him at the same time.

Pei Ji quickly scrolled through the iPad, which displayed page after page of densely packed screenshots, conversation logs, and a timeline.

His tone was relatively calm, but he spoke a bit fast: "Wen Guoliang and Chen Xiulan, a married couple, were suspected of illegal adoption, identity fraud, and human trafficking more than 20 years ago—all the evidence is here."

Duan Xianchen took the document and flipped through it, his eyes shining: "That's enough to send them in! They'll never get custody of Xiao Libao again. Big brother, we can resubmit the adoption application!"

Duan Shimi asked impatiently, "When is the earliest?"

Duan Xianchen glanced at his watch: "We'll make it today."

Duan Hetong leaned back against the headboard, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh, as if exhaling all the frustration and depression of the past few days.

This is the first victory.

Finally, we can start fighting back.

Meanwhile, in the next room, Xiao Wenli was looking at the online store panel.

Blind boxes with various patterns were laid out in front of me, as well as many open boxes whose contents were immediately visible. The upper right corner displayed my current total points: 23000.

She always liked these things and wanted to open each one to see what surprises were hidden inside.

The system said that she could now spend more points to open boxes and see if there was anything that could help.

But the milk dumpling's finger hovered for a long time, and it didn't touch down.

She doesn't want to open blind boxes anymore.

I don't want this family anymore.

It's not because she dislikes Baba and the others.

On the contrary, she loved them so much that she couldn't bear to see them unhappy and didn't want to see them not "happy".

Wen Li took one last look at the "Universal Wish" that required one million points to redeem, with two stars representing 20,000 points shining beside it.

Then, I quietly closed the online store.

And all my hopes.

-

night.

As the maid packed her things, she looked down and saw the little girl packing her own backpack beside her.

A family portrait drawn with crayons.

My favorite rabbit plush toy.

Handkerchiefs with bear prints.

Baby bottle.

Small cookies.

The backpack was stuffed full, and Wen Li had to try several times before she could zip it up.

Children love to imitate adults, and the maid just thought it was cute, casually asking, "Young lady, where are you going?"

The little one, clutching his backpack, didn't dare lift his head: "Let's go see Mommy."

Wen Shulian's ward was downstairs from the Duan family's house. Wen Li often visited alone, and the adults were used to it.

The maid smiled and said, "Come back soon, the young master is waiting for you for dinner."

I didn't notice the little baby nodding, whose eyes were red.

She shouldered her small bag, hugged her rabbit doll, and stepped into the elevator.

The door closed and opened again; she knew the way well and found her mother's room.

She said goodbye when Baba fell asleep.

Now, I have to say goodbye to Mommy.

Every time Wenli comes, she wipes her mother's face and hands.

I was unusually slow today, and I even looked at Mommy more carefully.

"Mommy..." she murmured, "Li Bao is leaving."

No one answered.

"Li Bao has been good, but, but, she still did something bad..."

As the little one talked, tears streamed down her face and landed in her mother's hand.

She quickly wiped it with her sleeve.

Outside the door, two nurses pushed a medicine cart past, chatting idly.

"...The young woman in the VIP ward who was in a vegetative state, the one who was in a car accident, isn't her daughter the child who was in the news these past few days, the one who pushed the pregnant woman?"

"Yes, Duan Hetong adopted her, and as a result, the Duan Group was thrown into chaos. This child is a jinx to her parents..."

"You said her mother was in a car accident, was it also because of her...?"

"Oh dear, fate is truly unpredictable, what a terrible thing..."

The wheels and the sounds of conversation faded into the distance.

The little bundle of milk stood frozen in place, its tiny hands clutching the towel, motionless.

Is Mommy's unhappiness also... because of herself?

So, if Li Bao isn't around, will everything be alright?

If everyone can achieve "happiness".

It doesn't matter if Pear Baby disappears.

Wen Li slung her bag over her shoulder and tiptoed to close the ward door.

He didn't see the woman on the bed; the warmth of the baby's tears lingered in his palm, while a tear slowly seeped from the corner of his eye.

The hospital entrance is always busy, and the sky has turned gray again.

Some people cursed the gloomy weather, some worried about not having enough money for medical expenses, and some kept their heads down to avoid the rain, their steps never stopping.

No one would notice a small figure, lonely yet resolute, walking into the drizzle.