Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Delhi watched over Xie Wei for the whole morning. At noon, there would be many guests waiting for dinner in the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel. Seeing that Xie Wei was still asleep, he went to the kitchen to help.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I heard my adoptive mother Lucy say that the boss and his family had returned and were now packing upstairs.

This news made Delhi very excited. Lord Cyril and Master Elodi would leave Bellagio every year for seven or eight months. Since they had children, they spent less and less time in Bellagio.

The adoptive mother said that adults always have to think about the future of their children. A free city-state like Bellagia is definitely not as suitable for children to grow up in as the large cities in the south. So for most of the year, Lord Cyril and his family will live in a large city in the south.

Delhi didn't think that Bellagia was worse than the big cities in the southern region, but what his adoptive mother said was right. The adults would always have more thorough considerations. He was not yet an adult, so now he just had to listen to the adults.

After busying himself in the kitchen for a while, when it was Shevi's usual lunch time, Deli took Shevi's lunch from the cook and walked briskly into the garden of the hotel.

Hey, the boss is back. Go tell Xie!

I don’t know if Master Yrel has grown taller. He hasn’t seen Master Yrel for more than eight months. He must have grown taller!

In the garden, Xie Wei was sitting on a lounge chair, feeding the curly-haired child in his arms with butter biscuits.

The small cookies had been baked and stored in the system backpack. Xie Wei baked a lot of them at one time, and there were still two boxes left after arriving in Bellagio.

"Mom and Dad are packing, and Grandma is cooking mushroom soup. Yrel doesn't like mushroom soup. Yrel wants to go downstairs to find Aunt Lucy. Aunt Lucy can make cookies, and Yrel likes cookies..."

With her golden curly hair sparkling in the sun, three-year-old Yriel sat on the lap of the magician she had just met, eating sweet and crispy cookies while opening her mouth to chatter.

He spoke clearly and logically, with a baby's unique voice.

Dagambie stood on Shevi's shoulder and saw Shevi gently wipe the biscuit crumbs from the child's mouth with his fingers. He sighed silently and then looked up in the direction of the hotel attic.

The attic window was opened at some point, and Dagambie knew that someone was watching them from there.

The attic on the top floor of the hotel is where the owner and his family live. It has a higher ceiling than other floors, and the interior decoration is also different from other floors. It also has a separate kitchen and terrace. However, except for the owner's friends, no one can go up to the attic from the stairs on the fourth floor, and neither can the roof or windows of the hotel.

Because of the barriers and restrictions set up by Master Elodi.

"Yriel seems to have slipped downstairs." The man with semi-long golden curly hair leaned half of his body out of his son's room. He couldn't find the child in the room, but he was not very anxious.

Seeing his partner standing by the window looking downstairs, Cyril's first reaction was, is that guy going to steal bird eggs from the trees in the garden again?

The tall, broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted young swordsman walked to the window and very naturally rested his chin on the top of his partner's head.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are worthy of being my son. You are loved by everyone just like me and you can get delicious food wherever you go~"

"Cyrillic……"

"Okay, Elodie, I'll go get Irel now and teach him a lesson. Make him promise not to eat other people's food next time!"

The female magician with long black hair had just said three words when the person behind her started chattering a lot and slipped away as soon as he finished speaking, without even having time to close the door.

Half a minute later, the female magician standing at the window looked at the curly-haired man who sat next to the woman in a familiar manner, not only did he not bring the child back, but also snatched the biscuits from the child. She shook her head helplessly, but her eyes, which fell on the garden downstairs, revealed a bit of complexity and indulgence.

"Two for Yrel, two for Mom, one for Dad. Two for Yrel, two for Mom, one for Dad..."

"Biased! Why does he only have one dad?"

Although he was accused of being partial by his father, Irel patiently explained to his unreasonable father: "Because Dad just ate a lot, there are so many."

The chubby white fingers drew a big circle, and Iriel looked at the black-haired magician who was holding him to confirm, "What he said is right, isn't it? Daddy eats that much, right?"

But the black-haired magician seemed to be in a daze and did not receive his gaze.

Three-year-old Iriel puffed up his soft white cheeks. He did not disturb the person who was in a daze, but continued his business of distributing cookies.

Xie Wei became at a loss when the male swordsman with long curly hair suddenly appeared, but he tried his best to control his emotions.

He didn't expect that they would arrive in Bellazia a week earlier. When he saw Brother Yrel at this time, he knew that he would soon be able to see his father and mother in this life...

But when they really met, and looked at his strange, young father who was as dazzling as the sun, he only thought of what his brother Iriel said.

He looks a lot like his father.

The father, whose pseudonym was Cyril, had obviously used magic to conceal his appearance like him, but the young swordsman who changed his platinum curly hair to golden curly hair did not seem to conceal his breathtaking beauty.

Hmm...it seemed a little inappropriate to describe his father as having breathtaking beauty, but Xie Wei really couldn't find any other description to reflect the visual impact he felt.

Although it was a face very similar to his own, it gave him a very different feeling.

Cyril's blue eyes were as clear and mysterious as the deep ocean, but they were particularly gentle when he spoke to Xie Wei.

He is an extremely charming adult male, exuding the lively and cheerful youthfulness. However, a closer look reveals the sharpness and nobility hidden beneath this outward cheerfulness.

Xie Wei looked at the childish and nonsensical man who was sitting on a low stool, leaning over the tea table and asking for cookies from his three-year-old son. The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly, and there was a twinkle in his eyes.

"You look a little unhappy. Is something bothering you?" After chatting with his son over cookies for a while, Cyril suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the young magician again.

The young magician with long black hair was obviously smiling, but there was something in his eyes that he couldn't understand, something that made him feel depressed.

After three-year-old Iriel caught the key words in his father's words, he put down the biscuits in his hand, thought for a moment, and looked up to ask.

"Is it because Yrel ate so many of Thank You's cookies that Thank You is unhappy?"

"Of course not. If you like, I will make lots and lots of cookies for you."

Xie Wei shook his head, lowered his eyelashes to hide his exposed emotions, and continued in a light tone.

"I am very happy today, especially happy."

After hearing what Xie Wei said, Cyril didn't say anything more. He stood up and rubbed Xie Wei's hair very naturally, and then rubbed Iriel's curly hair.

Then he picked up Irel from Xie Wei's legs, then reached out and grabbed Xie Wei's wrist and pulled him up from the recliner, smiling brightly.

"It's lunch time, let's go~"

Irel hugged the tin box of biscuits tightly and said something similar.

"Let's go, let's go~"

Before Xie Wei could react, he was taken to the outdoor stairs outside the hotel.

Derry held the tray and looked at the young magician being pulled away by Lord Cyril. He opened his mouth and then closed it again.

For some reason, he felt that he shouldn't call out to Xie at this time.