The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Su Yutang's pupils shrank slightly, and she finally remembered.

That tomboy who always wears boys' clothes and has short hair...

The best friend who was the first to rush up and fight when she encountered a gangster...

The girl who suddenly disappeared one day and never appeared again...

Because of work requirements, Wen Xiaoman wore heavy makeup. In addition, since they hadn't seen each other for many years, her facial features had grown more, and Su Yutang didn't recognize her at first.

But her round eyes are still as clear and bright as they were back then.

Su Yutang's voice tightened, "Where have you been all these years?"

Wen Xiaoman's smile froze for a moment, then he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's a long story..."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly started coughing violently, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Are you hurt?" Su Yutang noticed that she was covering her ribs.

Wen Xiaoman forced a smile: "It's okay, I just bumped into the water tank..."

Over there, Gu Xuan had already dialed the emergency number: "Go to the hospital first!"

The group ended their trip and sent Wen Xiaoman to the hospital.

Fortunately, it was nothing serious. After the examination, the doctor told her that she would be fine after lying down and resting for a few days.

The four little ones surrounded this "mommy friend" who suddenly appeared and looked at her curiously.

Erbao suddenly pointed at her belly and said, "Auntie, is your baby okay?"

Wen Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's okay."

Seeing Su Yutang coming in, she threw back the quilt and was about to get out of bed barefoot, "I told you it was nothing serious, why did you make such a fuss!"

Su Yutang held her shoulders and said, "I'll feel relieved after a checkup. Besides, the doctor told you to stay and recuperate for a few days and be hospitalized for observation."

"Hospitalization?" She curled her lips. "I'm not that squeamish. Besides, hospitalization is such a waste of money. It's the same if I recuperate at home."

Su Yutang looked at her thin ankles and frowned: "Is there anyone to take care of you when you recuperate at home?"

The doctor just said that she is severely anemic. Does she really take good care of herself?

"I'm not a three-year-old child." Wen Xiaoman bent down to tie her shoelaces, her hair hanging down to cover her pale face. She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I'm already an adult, do I still need someone to take care of me? I can take care of myself, don't worry."

Seeing that she insisted on being discharged from the hospital, Su Yutang didn't say much.

Wen Xiaoman stood up and went to pay the examination fee.

Su Yutang said: "I have already paid it."

"How much? I'll give it back to you!"

As she said this, she was about to take money out of her pocket.

"No need to return it." Su Yutang said softly.

Wen Xiaoman said stubbornly: "That won't work. One thing is another."

"If it weren't for you today, I might have died."

She raised her head, her eyes so stubborn that it made people feel distressed: "I can't repay you for saving my life, but I can't let you pay this little money..."

"I can't owe you more."

Wen Xiaoman stubbornly touched his pocket, rummaging through his worn overalls for a long time, but ultimately only pulled out two wrinkled hundred-dollar bills.

She smiled awkwardly and stuffed it into Su Yutang's hand: "First... return these to you first, and I will make up for it later."

Everyone looked at each other with mixed feelings.

These two hundred were the performance fees she had just earned in exchange for her life.

The staff felt that she had not completed her task and had messed up the performance, so they did not want to give her money. However, Wen Xiaoman argued with her, and the staff felt guilty seeing that she had almost lost her life, so they gave her two hundred as compensation.

Su Yutang looked at the two banknotes and her throat tightened.

She remembered Wen Xiaoman from junior high school——

She is a rich girl who wears designer clothes and has more pocket money than she can spend.

It was also the little princess who threatened to treat her to meals at the most expensive restaurants in the city.

Now, he almost lost his life for two hundred dollars.

What has she been through all these years?

............

After leaving the hospital, Gu Yueze drove away with the others. Su Yutang took the four little ones and insisted on sending Wen Xiaoman back.

Along the way, Wen Xiaoman kept saying that she was too polite and didn't need to be sent off, but Su Yutang also had her own selfish motives. She wanted to see what the place where Wen Xiaoman lived now was like.

When she really went there, she found that her financial situation was much worse than she had imagined.

The narrow corridor was filled with a musty smell, the walls were peeling, and the wooden boards creaked underfoot.

Wen Xiaoman stood in front of the "room" partitioned off by plywood, his fingers unconsciously picking at the cracks in the door frame: "Just...just send it here."

Su Yutang looked inside.

An iron bed with sheets washed white.

A plastic stool served as a bedside table, on which lay half a pack of cheap biscuits.

There were several plastic bags piled in the corner, containing all her belongings.

The four little treasures were crowded in the corridor and couldn't even turn around at the same time.

Wen Xiaoman smiled awkwardly, "I've already said that my place is small, it's not suitable for so many of you to come..."

"This place..." Su Yutang's throat tightened. "How long have you lived here?"

Wen Xiaoman shrugged: "Three months? Or four months?" She smiled, "Better than a bridge tunnel."

Su Yutang suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Pack your things."

"what?"

"Go stay at my house."

Wen Xiaoman pulled his hand back abruptly: "Are you kidding me?"

Her voice suddenly rose, and it was particularly clear in the narrow corridor: "Tangtang, don't look at me like that!"

"I'm not a beggar!"

Su Yutang looked at her red eyes quietly and said softly: "I know, but I am your friend."

In the end, Su Yutang pulled Wen Xiaoman back to Repulse Bay.

Wen Xiaoman held the hot milk in his hand, and after listening to Su Yutang's experiences over the years, his fingers unconsciously tightened on the wall of the cup.

"The daughter of the Su family? Four children? And she's pregnant with her second child?"

"By some strange coincidence, she gave birth to quadruplets, and the father of the children turned out to be Bo Jingzhou, the president of Bo Group!"

She curled her lips, feeling that Su Yutang's life was like a novel.

It's so sci-fi and unreal!

And real life should be like this.

"What about you?" Su Yutang asked.

Wen Xiaoman stared at the reflection in the cup, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "When I was in junior high school, my father went bankrupt and was in debt, and my mother and my father were getting a divorce."

"The court awarded me to my father, but he was imprisoned the following year for financial crimes. My mother ran away with someone overnight, and they all abandoned me."

Her nails dug into her palms. "The day I dropped out, I stood at the school gate for a long time..."

"I didn't even have the courage to say goodbye to you in the end."

Su Yutang thought of the empty seat, no farewell letter, no last words.

Wen Xiaoman was like being wiped out from the world by an eraser.

"What happened next?" Su Yutang asked softly, "The child in your belly..."

Wen Xiaoman suddenly smiled, and that smile was as sharp as a piece of glass: "I just met a scumbag."