After coming ashore, the little mermaid was pampered by his five fathers.

Back at the villa in the woods, Lu Lingzhou coaxed Xiao Ran to sleep and then returned to the living room.

In the living room, Mu Chen sat on the sofa, while a dark, stiff bird sat on the tray of the coffee table.

I don't know if they're dead or not.

Lu Lingzhou sat down on the other side of the coffee table, looking at the dead bird on the tray and rubbing his forehead.

He experimented a few times, and the crystal did indeed shine brighter when it came into contact with this stuff.

"Why isn't this third one human?"

"Are you wizards reliable?"

Mu Chen rubbed his face and said, "I don't know, but the merfolk wizards haven't made any mistakes in thousands of years. Of course, that's what I know; it's also possible that the mistakes haven't been made public."

"What should we do then? Find a veterinarian?"

We can't just ignore it.

Looking at the dead bird on the tray, Lu Lingzhou had a wicked thought: "Why don't we just throw it away?"

"Ah, that's not good, is it?" Mu Chen had thought about it, but she still felt it wasn't a good idea.

"That's true." It would be difficult to explain if they came looking for us later.

"Should I bring it?" I couldn't get over this mental hurdle.

Seriously, this is so frustrating.

"Take it with you, I'll find a trash bag to put it in."

Mu Chen went to the drawer, found a black garbage bag, stuffed the dead bird into it, and then placed it on the coffee table, intending to take it away the next day.

"Okay, go and rest. We'll leave tomorrow morning."

If it weren't for this unexpected event, they would have already set off.

"Okay, goodnight, Uncle Lu."

"Good night."

The lights were turned off, plunging the villa into darkness, with the faint sound of birdsong still audible outside.

Swish-

A few noises came from the quiet living room, and the sounds grew louder and louder.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, one could see the black bag on the coffee table being frantically rummaged through.

"Squeak..."

Which bastard actually impersonated him!

Let me out!

The black bat was moving around incessantly in the black pocket, and this commotion attracted the attention of the robotic butler, who scanned it.

"bat."

Seeing that it kept moving, and afraid of waking the little owner upstairs, the robot butler raised its hand, controlled the force, and slapped the bat unconscious.

Bat: ...You just wait!

Once I regain my strength, I'll drain your blood dry!

The next morning, they took a plane and left the country of M. Before leaving, Mu Chen made a point of bringing the black garbage bag with him so as not to leave it behind.

At the same time, Lu Lingzhou also brought his robot butler with him.

His main concern is its abnormal state; he's worried it might cause trouble here.

"Little master, drink some water."

The robot butler, acting like a lackey, knelt on the ground, holding a water cup and handing it to Xiao Ranran, who was sitting in the chair.

Even his master, Lu Lingzhou, didn't receive this treatment.

Another day I want to tear it down.

Back at Lu Garden, as soon as they got off the plane, Lu Tingchen was already outside the tarmac. Seeing the little guy get off, he quickly took him away.

"Ranran."

Little Ranran turned around, smiled, and said, "So sweet~"

The little body also began to pounce on Lu Tingchen.

Lu Tingchen took two steps forward and caught him steadily.

I hadn't held the little one for a few days, and I really missed him. Now that I can hold him, I feel so much more satisfied.

"Brother, is everything alright?"

Lu Lingzhou thought of a certain crow: "It's alright."

Everything was going smoothly at first.

Who knew, something like that would come at the end.

Seeing that his expression was a little off, Lu Tingchen asked anxiously, "Is something wrong?"

"It's alright, let's go inside and talk."

"it is good."

The group entered Lu Garden. Mu Chen put Xiao Ranran's things away, while Lu Lingzhou and Lu Tingchen talked in the living room.

"What, a third father?"

Lu Tingchen glanced at the crow on the table, and his lips twitched.

I'm sure it's correct.

Why are all the crows here?

The art style seems to be getting increasingly outrageous.

"Are you sure?" Could there be a mistake?

Lu Lingzhou: "After several experiments, there's a 90% probability."

There's still a 10% chance, which he stubbornly refuses to believe.

"Then keep it?"

"I guess I'll just have to keep it; I might run into it even if I throw it away."

"This is the only way."

Crows—oops, bats—that's how they ended up in Lu Garden.

Meanwhile, Mu Rui was still hoping that Lu Lingzhou would come to rescue him.

He's now stuck in that little house, completely helpless, and has to endure someone's occasional bouts of madness.

That's so tragic.

"Brother, I brought you your favorite white fungus soup and crab roe buns."

"Come and have a taste."

Mu Lang was dressed in a white coat and had an innocent-looking face, but it was all a disguise.

Murui leaned against the bedside and said coldly, "I'm going out."

He still has work to do and doesn't want to pay the penalty for breach of contract.

He can't afford to pay the compensation, and he still has to raise his child.

Mu Lang: "No, you just need to stay with me."

Murui slapped his hand away from the steamed bun: "I have work to do."

"I quit. I can support you and my little nephew."

"Are you crazy? Why should you support my son? I can afford to. And who is your little nephew? Don't call me that!"

Murui was furious. He never expected this person to be so unreasonable and shameless!

These words pierced Mu Lang's heart like needles, but he couldn't show it. He still smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this. Eat first, and we'll discuss it after we've eaten."

"I won't eat. Let's talk now. Just one question: will you let me leave? If you won't let me leave, I'll wait until you're gone, then climb out the window and hang on the wall."

Mu Rui's attitude was firm, and Mu Lang tightened his grip. "Brother, can't we go back to how things were before?"

Why force him like this?

"Ha, you think you can just come back like that? I don't want to."

"Quickly, untie the chains. If you don't, I'm going on a hunger strike today."

Murui lay on the bed, looking like she was being unreasonable.

Having no other choice, Mu Lang could only put down his things and leave.

It was raining outside, and the cold rain lashed against his face like ice shards, chilling him to the bone.

It's so cold.

What should he do? What should he do with Murui?

All he ever wanted was for him to stay with him, but now he insists on leaving.

He stepped into the rain, letting it fall on him, and closed his eyes.

"Sir, is something on your mind?"

A strange old man with a cane stood not far from him, looking odd, and it seemed that the rain was not falling on him.

Mu Lang ignored him and quickened his pace to leave.

You want to keep one person.

"I want him to only be with you, and for you to be the only one in his eyes."

"But he doesn't want to, because he has someone he cares about more, and you are just a passerby."

Mu Lang stopped in his tracks. "What do you mean?"

The old man walked steadily to him, raised his head, and revealed a frail, withered face, like that of a dead tree. "I can help you."

As he approached, Mu Lang was surprised to find that the rain in the sky fell to both sides, as if deliberately avoiding him.

What is this old man's identity?

And why did you approach him?

The old man took a bottle of green potion out of his pocket. "This can help you. Take it, and all your wishes will come true."

Mu Lang looked at the green potion in his palm but did not reach out to take it.

Why should I believe you?