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

Five minutes later, in the kitchen.

"So this flour needs cold water?" Gu Yueze held little Ayan in one hand and kneaded the dough with the other, with flour scattered everywhere.

Song Zhizhi took the basin helplessly: "You should be responsible for coaxing the child."

Gu Yueze felt relieved and retreated to a safe distance with little Ayan in his arms.

He looked down at the baby in his arms and said softly, "You are much better behaved than your brothers, you know that?"

Little Ayan said nothing, just kept grabbing his fingers and stuffing them into his mouth.

"Hey! You can't eat this!" Gu Yueze hurriedly tried to save his fingers, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting the baby. The scene was very funny for a while.

Having to take care of the baby while keeping an eye on the silly Gu Xuan to prevent her from braiding her hair, Gu Yueze felt that even the most miserable people were no match for him...

Then there was another muffled "bang" sound, accompanied by Song Zhizhi's scream.

Gu Yueze didn't even bother to raise his eyelids: "Are you still alive?"

"Why is this stuff stuck to my hand and I can't get it off?" Song Zhizhi's voice was filled with anxiety. "The recipe doesn't say it will be like this!"

Gu Yueze turned his head with difficulty to look. Miss Song's originally delicate makeup was now covered with a layer of white flour, and there were a few lumps of unknown yellow objects hanging in her hair, which looked like spilled egg yolks.

She was shaking her hands frantically, but the dough stubbornly clung to her fingers.

Thinking that Ai Rui had gone to inquire about the fairy, Gu Yueze couldn't help but ask: "Why is there no news from Ai Rui yet? Is he okay?"

As a rich girl, Song Zhizhi had never done any rough kitchen work since she was a child. If she had known that making cookies was so difficult, she would not have agreed to the four little treasures so quickly. Now her face was swollen from being hit.

She wiped her face with her dough-stained hands and said bitterly, "Just wait patiently. If he can't do anything, then there's nothing we can do."

"Hey~~"

They both sighed.

Meanwhile, in the living room.

The four little treasures seem to be well-behaved, but they are actually plotting something.

"Are we really not going to look for Mommy?" Sibao asked in a low voice.

Dabao nodded: "Well, Daddy has already gone, so let's not go for now and wait and see what happens."

Erbao even shook his head proudly, "That's right, now we have a free babysitter to help us take care of our little brother, it's so cool..."

......

Finally, Gu Xuan fell asleep from exhaustion from playing, and Song Zhizhi also gave up her "dark cookie".

When Gu Yueze finally freed himself from the baking disaster of taking care of the children and Song Zhizhi, it was already late.

He rubbed his sore shoulder and checked the time.

"I should get home," he announced, reaching for his phone, only to find the coffee table empty. "Huh? Where's my phone?"

"Here it is!" Erbao pulled out his phone from under the sofa cushion as if nothing had happened. "I put it away because I was afraid that little Yan would chew on it."

Gu Yueze looked at him suspiciously, took the phone and checked it, but there seemed to be nothing unusual.

He sighed: "Okay, it's time for Xiao Yan to go to bed. The nanny will be here to take over soon. Let's all rest..."

"Then let's take little Ayan to find Mommy?" Erbao suddenly suggested, his eyes shining.

Gu Yueze paused.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the innocent expressions of the four little treasures, and immediately saw through this clumsy "emotional kidnapping".

"You wish." He pointed it out, but unexpectedly sat back on the sofa. "Forget it, I'll stay a little longer. The babysitter is not as good as I am at coaxing children."

Song Zhizhi raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you just say your back hurt and you wanted to leave?"

"It suddenly doesn't hurt anymore, is that okay?" Gu Yueze said stubbornly, and picked up little A Yan. "This little guy is quite fun."

The four little treasures exchanged victorious glances.

The nanny who takes care of the children is found.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep.

Gu Yueze is still struggling to take care of the baby.

Little Ayan lay in his arms, with his big round eyes open, full of energy, and no sign of wanting to sleep at all.

Gu Yueze looked down at this little life, feeling mixed emotions.

"Your father had better come back alive." He threatened softly, "Otherwise I will steal you away and raise you in the Gu family, and make you call me dad every day."

Little Ayan opened his mouth and responded with a toothless look, his saliva dripping onto his custom-made shirt.

"..."

Gu Yueze smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Alas, he is destined to be a worrywart!

......

In the hospital, Su Jinyao rubbed his sore temples. Three consecutive operations made him exhausted.

Xu Yike walked beside him, holding two cups of coffee that had already gone cold.

"I'll take tomorrow off for you. You look like you're about to faint."

Su Jinyao shook his head and was about to speak when the two of them stopped at the office door at the same time.

Su Xingyu was seen sitting in Su Jinyao's office chair, his head buried deep in his hands, his shoulders slumped in a desperate arc.

Su Jinyao walked in with a frown: "What's going on?"

Su Xingyu looked up suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and the stubble on his chin showed that he hadn't taken care of himself properly for several days.

"She's gone."

Su Jinyao and Xu Yike exchanged glances.

Of course they knew who "she" was. Ever since Qin Wanshuang mysteriously disappeared from the hospital, Su Xingyu had been shrouded in low pressure all day long.

Su Jinyao put down his coffee and walked around to the desk. "I heard that it seems that her godfather arranged for her to be discharged from the hospital. If you are worried about her, just go directly to the Qin family."

Su Xingyu smiled bitterly and said, "I went there, but I couldn't get in."

Su Jinyao raised his eyebrows: "Why can't I get in?"

"He was chased away as soon as he arrived at the door." As soon as Su Xingyu arrived at the gate of the Qin family, several bodyguards in black stopped him. No matter how he explained, the other party only said, "Ms. Qin doesn't see guests."

Su Jinyao's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Why doesn't he let anyone see him? Who is Qin Wanshuang's godfather?

"What about you guys?" Su Xingyu suddenly looked up, his eyes flickering between Su Jinyao and Xu Yike. "Didn't you say you were getting married?"

Su Jinyao and Xu Yike looked at each other. They had already agreed on a wedding date and even chosen the style of the invitations, but who knew that something would suddenly happen to their younger sister...

So the two of them decided to postpone the wedding date.

Su Jinyao said, "We are not in a hurry. Let's wait until we find my little sister."

Xu Yike nodded, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "The wedding can wait. As long as Tangtang is not found, I will not be able to rest in peace. Tangtang must not be absent from my wedding."

Su Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself: "That's right, my little sister hasn't been found yet, and I'm still here thinking about my own things..."

Silence came like a tide, drowning the three people in the office.

Suddenly, Su Xingyu's cell phone rang.

Su Xingyu mechanically took out his cell phone. When he saw the name flashing on the screen, his heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.

"It's night cream!" His voice changed and his fingers trembled so much that he could hardly hold the phone.

Xu Yike urged, "Then answer it quickly!"

Su Xingyu hurriedly slid open the answer button and put the phone to his ear: "Wan Shuang? Are you okay?"

There was a burst of noise on the other end of the phone, like equipment interference, followed by a vague gasp, so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Then, suddenly a clear "Help..." came through the microphone, and the tail end was cut off by a sharp sound of electricity.

Su Xingyu's face turned pale instantly: "Night cream? Night cream!"