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

Repulse Bay.

When Zhang Suo pushed open the door of the master bedroom, he was choked by the mixed smell of cigarettes and alcohol and coughed twice.

The curtains were not drawn in broad daylight, and the bedroom was pitch black.

He squinted his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and then he saw Mr. Bo sitting on the ground with a decadent look on his face, his back against the bed, his expensive suit jacket wrinkled and thrown aside.

His hair, which was always neatly groomed, now hung messily in front of his forehead, covering his bloodshot eyes.

Zhang Suo couldn't stand it a bit, but he still went in.

"Mr. Bo." He spoke carefully, his voice unconsciously lowered.

When Bo Jingzhou heard the noise, his fingers moved slightly. A long piece of ash accumulated on the cigarette between his fingers. With this slight movement, it broke and fell on the dark carpet.

He knew it was Zhang Suo without looking back, because he would not allow anyone except Zhang Suo to come in and bother him.

"Any news?" This was the only question Bo Jingzhou had asked in the past five days, and his voice was hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhang Suo's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed hard: "No."

"What's the point of coming back without you?" Bo Jingzhou raised his head suddenly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "Why don't you keep looking!"

Zhang Suo: “…”

It's been five days, everyone has been searching for five days in a row, but there is no news at all.

This time, Su Yutang was missing for longer than ever before. He knew very well that President Bo was doing so because he was too worried and blamed himself.

But even if it would make President Bo angry, he had to persuade him. This was not a solution.

"Boss Bo, it's been five days. Although your wife hasn't been found yet, it's not a good thing if you continue like this... The young masters are very worried, and the newborn one also needs someone to take care of it..."

Hearing the word "young master", Bo Jingzhou's head hurt even more.

How did the little princess he had been thinking about become a little master?

Mrs. Bo's death, Yutang's whereabouts unknown, and "Yanyan" is not Yanyan...

The pain in my body suddenly tripled.

Zhang Suo continued to persuade him, "Boss Bo, Madam will be fine, but if you continue like this, when Madam comes back and sees you like this..."

Bo Jingzhou seemed to have been hit in a sore spot. He wanted to stand up, but his body swayed and he sat back on the ground dejectedly.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes. After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his fingers: "I know, you go out first."

Zhang Suo knew that this was his limit, so he quietly left the room and closed the door gently.

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

In the living room, four little babies sat in a row with their arms folded. Their faces were tense, and they occasionally glanced at the baby in the crib next to them who was not crying or making a fuss.

The newborn in the crib was surprisingly quiet, with a pair of round, dark eyes open. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but he would spit out some milk bubbles from time to time.

The four little guys were full of resentment, and it was their urging that forced Zhang Suo to bite the bullet and go in to persuade them.

Erbao raised his little face and said, "Humph, stinky daddy, you didn't take responsibility after giving birth to a little brother, and you left it to us to take care of. Zhang Suo, go find him and tell him that he can't run away!"

Zhang Suo was so scared by the stares of the four little ancestors that he ran to persuade President Bo to come out.

After he left, the four little guys immediately gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

Things like coaxing the baby to sleep, bathing the baby, and feeding the baby have to be done by dad himself.

Who made him so overbearing and possessive back then? Now he has to suffer the consequences!

Want to be lazy? No way!

Not only that, Dabao also made a detailed parenting schedule to help daddy take good care of the baby. They have done very well.

At this time, Sanbao sighed: "Hey, and today is our birthday. Has Dad forgotten?"

Erbao rolled his eyes: "He must have forgotten. When Mommy is not around, Daddy just hides in his room and acts emo all day. He doesn't even care about his little brother, so how could he care about us?"

Dabao frowned, his face serious: "For so many days, there is no news from Mommy..."

Sibao's optimistic face: "No news is the best news! I believe Mommy will be fine~"

He patted his brother's shoulder and said, "Let's understand Daddy. He must be feeling bad right now."

Although they said so, the four little guys exchanged looks filled with worry.

They have been very busy these days. They have hired private detectives, sent in batches of experts, and even hacked into the surveillance systems of major cities.

But Mommy seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. This time she disappeared without a trace, and they didn't even have the heart to celebrate her birthday.

Mommy hasn't been found yet, and the four little ones have also started to act emo. Their four little faces are drooping, like four little sunflowers without water, lifeless.

They all glanced at the baby in the crib, sighed, and became even more emo...

hey~~

I had been dreaming of this birthday gift, but this gift... wasn't missing, it just felt different...

Erbao suddenly sighed and collapsed on the chair, "Little sister, little sister, I want a little sister~"

Doesn't everyone want a little sister?

Sanbao pursed his lips and said with some regret: "I haven't even given away the little skirt I bought for my little sister yet."

Sibao also lowered his head. "I specially learned a braiding tutorial online. I'm still looking forward to braiding my little sister's hair!"

At this moment, Erbao suddenly had an idea: "Oh, I got it!"

The others looked over, and Erbao said, "Why don't we just raise him like a little sister?"

Sanbao blinked and asked, "How can I raise her as my younger sister?"

Erbao raised his eyebrows mischievously: "Put a skirt on him and braid his hair, then he'll be my little sister, right?"

Dabao disagreed with Erbao's bad idea: "Isn't this bad? He is a boy."

Erbao waved his hands dismissively: "What's the big deal? He's still young and doesn't know anything. We'll talk about it when he grows up."

Erbao had already secretly made up his mind.

If he doesn’t have a little sister, then he will create one himself!

The little baby in the crib suddenly babbled, and four little faces turned at the same time.

Dabao frowned and said, "Are you hungry, little brother?"

Erbao had already climbed down from the chair nimbly, stretched out his finger to test it out, and as soon as the finger entered the little brother's mouth, the little brother sucked it twice.

"I'm really hungry."

Sanbao stood up immediately: "I'll go get milk powder for my little brother!"

After saying that, he ran to the kitchen and took out the bottle of milk that had been heated up long ago from the thermostat.

Sibao helped Sanbao feed his little brother.