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

Su's house, late at night.

The Hundred Poison Hands finally brought a new antidote.

Bo Jingzhou stood by the bed, his eyes fixed on the potion in Bai Dushou's hand: "Are you sure it will work this time?"

Bai Du Shou sighed, his dark circles under his eyes as if he had been punched twice. "Hey, Mr. Bo, you've asked this many times. I promise you, it will work."

He shook the test tube and said, "Move aside, let me try it on Miss Su first."

Bo Jingzhou turned sideways with a cold face, but his tense jawline revealed his nervousness.

The four little ones sat in a row on the sofa, swinging their legs with a calm look on their faces.

"Don't worry, Daddy, we should trust the Hundred Poison Hands!"

Bo Jingzhou glanced at them and sneered.

These four little bastards didn't look anxious at all.

Isn’t it because they firmly believe that Mommy has not forgotten them?

While adjusting the syringe, Bai Du Shou explained, "This antidote can not only restore her memory, but also break down the blockers in her body. Theoretically, as long as the drug takes effect, Miss Su's memory will be fully restored."

Bo Jingzhou stared at the syringe and said in a cold voice, "There are no side effects, right?"

"No." Bai Du Shou swore, "I guarantee it with my head."

Bo Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and finally gave up his seat.

The needle tip pierced Su Yutang's arm, and the medicine slowly pushed into the blood vessels.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she fell into a coma.

Bo Jingzhou frowned, "How long will he be unconscious this time?"

"It's hard to say." Bai Du Shou yawned, his eyes darkening. "Well, just wait patiently. Call me if anything happens... I'm really too tired. I've only slept three hours a day these days. Even the strongest man can't stand it."

The four little treasures immediately jumped off the sofa and pushed him out: "Then go and have some rest!"

Bai Dushou was pushed away by them. Before leaving, he turned back and warned: "Remember, no matter what happens, don't disturb her, let her wake up naturally..."

After the door closed, the four little treasures looked at each other and then looked at Bo Jingzhou in unison.

"Daddy, let's go and rest too. You stay here with Mommy!"

Bo Jingzhou glanced at them coldly, four heartless little guys.

The four little treasures stuck out their tongues and slipped away happily.

Their hushed whispers could still be heard in the corridor.

"Hey, Mommy remembers us anyway, why rush?"

"Of course we're not anxious. The one who's anxious the most is Daddy, because Mommy said that if she doesn't think about it for a day, she won't kiss Daddy, so Daddy is anxious!"

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

He pinched his eyebrows and turned to look at Su Yutang who was sleeping on the bed.

Her breathing was steady, her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, and her lips looked a little pale due to the effects of the medicine.

He reached out and gently held her fingers.

"Su Yutang." He called her name in a low voice, his voice hoarse, "If you can't remember it again..."

Before he could finish his words, he paused.

What can he do?

He couldn't bear to do anything to her.

He sighed and leaned over to give her a soft kiss on the forehead.

"Remember it quickly. I'll wait for you."

......

Bo Jingzhou sat by the bed all night.

At first, he opened his eyes and stared at Su Yutang's face without blinking, as if he was afraid of missing any sign that she was waking up.

Later, he felt sleepy and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Finally, he leaned back in the chair, holding her hand, and fell asleep.

And Su Yutang had a very long dream.

In her dream, she seemed to be reliving the first half of her life.

Before she was nineteen, she lived in fear.

On the night she was plotted against, she pushed open the door and gave it her first time without thinking.

That was also the first time she met Bo Jingzhou.

Later, she was taken back to the Su family by her third brother and found her biological parents. She was no longer a lonely duckweed. She had a family, someone to rely on, and...

Four cute identical little treasures.

They would call her "Mommy" in their baby voices, tug at the corners of her clothes with their soft little hands, and follow her in a staggering line since they were young, adding light to her broken life.

"Mommy! Look at the picture I drew!"

"Mommy! I want candy!"

"Mommy! Where's Daddy? Why have I never seen my Daddy?"

"Mommy, Sibao is telling you a secret. Sibao loves you the most~"

They are like little angels sent from God.

How could she forget such little angels?

Most importantly, he...

The man she had forgotten.

The man who is face-blind but only remembers her.

He likes to eat meat buns, hates vegetables, and stays away from sweets.

He appears to be a gentleman and noble, but secretly he is childish and overbearing.

He was petty because she slept with him once and he had been thinking about her for five years. He even threatened to settle the score with her.

He was extremely narcissistic. When she was his secretary, he always thought she was trying to "hook him", but in the end, he was the one who was hooked and infatuated.

They met in a ridiculous one night and were tied together by a marriage contract. They missed each other for many years, but in the end... they fell in love.

After going through so much and finally being together...how could she forget him?

She remembered when she was pregnant, he touched her belly and whispered over and over again:

"I hope this is a daughter...our daughter is named Bo Chaoyan."

"It means that it blooms in the morning and fades in the evening, but is reborn every day."

"Morning glory is also called morning glory, which symbolizes beautiful and brilliant vitality."

"Bo Chaoyan, my nickname is Yanyan..."

The past in her dream was so sweet, so sweet that she didn't want to wake up.

until--

That day.

She was giving birth, her stomach ached, cold sweat soaked the bed sheets, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking glass outside the window.

A group of men in black rushed in and knocked out the doctor and nurse.

Her vision was blurred, and she only saw them roughly pick up her newborn baby, and then a needle of cold medicine pierced the back of her neck.

"Don't... Yanyan... my Yanyan..."

She cried heartbreakingly, but was powerless to stop.

Before she completely fainted, she only remembered the cold voices of those people:

"Injection completed."

"From today on, she will no longer remember this child."

"Yanyan..." She shouted these two words with difficulty, "Child...my child..."

But those people still took her child away.

She remembered struggling desperately, but was held down tightly.

after that......

She lay in a strange bed, her consciousness drifting in and out, as if trapped in a nightmare from which she could never wake up.

The cold touch of the needle piercing the skin and the burning pain when the liquid was injected into the blood vessels are still vivid in my mind.

"Who are you? I don't know you... Who are you guys?"