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

As he spoke, he opened another can of beer and drank most of it. The alcohol did not dilute the bitterness in his heart, but instead made the feeling of powerlessness even more pronounced.

"At least my little sister is still close to me." Su Zibai leaned back in the rattan chair with a satisfied smile on his face. "After all, I was the first family member she saw after she lost her memory."

Su Xingyu immediately glared at him: "What are you showing off for? Isn't it because you went to Death Island to pick her up?"

"That's fate, Fourth Brother." Su Zibai raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who told you all to have missions at the time? Especially you, you had to take care of your sweetheart... How are you now? Has your sweetheart fallen in love with you?"

Su Jinyao coughed lightly: "Brother, stop provoking the fourth brother."

Everyone knows that Su Xingyu has taken care of Qin Wanshuang for half a year and has been trying to find a way to treat her depression. Unfortunately, in the past six months, Qin Wanshuang has not said as much as her younger sister has said in the past two days since she returned home.

Now he is sitting there chatting with his younger sister and laughing extremely happily.

Su Xingyu was a little discouraged, thinking that perhaps only his younger sister could lead Qin Wanshuang out of the shadow of her past childhood and truly heal her heart.

As for him, he was destined to never be able to compare to my little sister in Wan Shuang's heart...

Su Jinyao turned to Su Junyan, who had been silent the entire time, and asked, "What's wrong, second brother? Are you worried about something lately?"

Su Junyan lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup. He only looked up slightly when he heard someone calling him.

In the moonlight, his angular profile looked particularly cold.

"No." He said in a low voice, "What could I worry about?"

The air between the four of them suddenly stagnated for a moment.

The other three looked at Su Junyan together, feeling that something was wrong.

The second brother has always been a man of few words, but the silence tonight was particularly heavy, as if something was weighing on his heart.

"Are you really okay?" Su Zibai leaned forward, trying to catch the emotion in Su Junyan's eyes. "You've been absent-minded these past few days."

Su Junyan avoided his gaze, stood up and walked to the edge of the pavilion, with his back to his brothers: "It's just that the company's affairs are a bit tricky."

He paused, "You guys chat, I'm going to the study to take care of some business."

After saying that, he strode towards the main house.

The remaining three exchanged glances.

"Second brother has been acting strange lately, looking like he's worried about something." Su Xingyu frowned. "Last night in the middle of the night, I went downstairs to get some food and ran into him. He was sitting on the sofa without turning on the lights. He looked like a ghost and gave me a fright."

Su Jinyao said thoughtfully, "But my second brother usually doesn't tell us when he has something to say. He only tells my little sister. Now my little sister has lost her memory again, and no one knows what he is thinking."

Su Zibai's fingertips tapped out a regular rhythm on the stone table. "Do you remember that after my younger sister got into trouble, my second brother also disappeared for a while?"

Su Xingyu didn't think there was anything wrong: "Didn't you say you were going to look for my younger sister?"

The younger sister was missing, and the brothers were all very worried. Su Junyan was also looking for her everywhere.

Su Jinyao suddenly said: "Second brother did go to look for my younger sister, but I remember that something happened in the capital at that time..."

"What's the matter?" The other two looked over.

Su Jinyao recalled: "The Mu family was suspected of a large-scale economic crime case. After Mu Jin's father was arrested, the Mu family was in trouble. Not long after, Mu Zhenhua was shot and his wife committed suicide by jumping off a building. Even Mu Jin, the daughter of the Mu family, disappeared..."

"Hiss~" Several people suddenly took a breath of cold air.

"Such a big thing happened, why is there no news about it online?" Su Xingyu asked.

Su Jinyao frowned. "This incident touched a red line. All news was blocked at the time. I only heard a little bit. No one knows exactly what happened. But everyone is dead. Dozens of people in the Mu family, some dead, some missing. Even if we find out, it's meaningless."

The three fell into silence.

The night breeze blows through the pavilion, bringing a hint of coolness.

Su Yutang's laughter came from the living room, and the three of them turned their heads to look at the same time.

Su Zibai finally broke the silence. "No matter what, the most important thing for us now is to help my younger sister recover her memory. I'll check on the second brother's recent whereabouts and find out what happened to the Mu family."

The brothers nodded.

In the living room, Su Yutang was watching TV programs with little Ayan in her arms, when she suddenly felt something wet on her hand.

It was little Ayan who peed.

Little Ayan is a little shy. Ever since he took off his diapers, he actually knows how to express the meaning of peeing. Every time, he would make a "pee" sound at the servant and wait for the servant to carry him to the bathroom before he could pee.

But mommy's arms were so warm that little Ayan was reluctant to leave, so he held it in and sat in mommy's arms without moving. Then he couldn't hold it in and peed in mommy's arms.

Su Yutang turned to look at Qin Wanshuang: "Wanshuang, you watch first, I'll go help Xiao Ayan change his pants."

Qin Wanshuang quickly followed: "I'll help you."

The two were about to change little Ayan's clothes.

As a result, four little treasures ran over and tried to stop her.

Erbao brought some clean clothes and said, "Mommy, mommy, how can we let you do such rough work?"

"That's right, Daddy is here!" Sanbao echoed.

Sibao directly pushed Bo Jingzhou's waist: "Go, Daddy, this is your job!"

Bo Jingzhou, who was forced to have Xiao Ayan, said: "..."

Su Yutang was even more stunned.

She was planning to change her daughter's clothes herself, but she didn't expect Bo Jingzhou and the four little treasures to be so proactive and enthusiastic, so she had to hand little Ayan over to the father and son.

When it was time to go to bed, Su Yutang rolled up her sleeves and prepared to give little Ayan a bath.

The four little guys rushed over again.

"Mommy, you can't take a bath!"

Su Yutang was stunned: "Why?"

Dabao stood in front of the bathroom door, his face serious: "Because there are differences between men and women!"

"Yes, Mommy is a girl and can't watch boys take a bath!" Erbao added.

"Is there a difference... between men and women?"

Su Yutang looked at the little Ayan in her arms and thought, but little Ayan is obviously a girl...

The four little treasures looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Bo Jingzhou's voice came from the corridor: "They just don't want you to be too tired."

Erbao nodded: "That's right, leave the rough work of bathing to us! Mommy is the little princess's hand, go play over there~"

Sanbao and Sibao echoed, "We are the older brothers, we should help Mommy share the burden!"

Before she could think about it, the four little guys had already rushed into the bathroom carrying little Ayan, leaving only little Ayan's "Ahhh" protests echoing in the room.

In the bathroom, the little ones yelled, "Daddy, come and give little Ayan a bath!"

Bo Jingzhou was afraid that these four little ghosts might cause trouble, so he planned to go in and take a look.

Su Yutang looked at the five men in front of her, one big and four small, and suddenly felt a little funny and helpless.

"I just want to give little Yan a bath..."

"Let me do it." Bo Jingzhou looked at her and whispered, "You don't have to do these things while I'm here. This is all my exclusive work."

Su Yutang blinked. Since that’s what he said, let them and their son do it.

Was she treated like a little princess at home before?

From the current perspective, it should be.

At night, Su Yutang sat on the swing on the bedroom balcony in a daze.

Although my memory has not yet recovered, it feels so good to be held in the hands of my whole family.

As sweet as honey.

She could already imagine how happy she would be.

She was swinging on the swing when suddenly someone hugged her from behind.