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

The aunt was completely confused and had no idea what this little ancestor was trying to do. She could only stay by her side, not daring to take her eyes off her for a moment, for fear that a wave would hit her or she would accidentally bump into something.

The little girl was digging very seriously, with her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was completing something extremely important.

The sunlight shone on her face, her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, her long eyelashes were like two small fans, her nose was small and straight, and her mouth was as red as a small cherry.

Although she is only a tiny child, she is already incredibly beautiful, like a delicately carved porcelain doll. Anyone who sees her cannot help but fall in love with her.

The aunt looked at her, and her heart softened. The more she looked at her, the more she liked her. She thought to herself, "Who knows how beautiful she will be when she grows up, and how many young men she will fascinate?"

The little girl stopped only after digging a shallow sand pit.

Then, he carefully took out a small, stiff, and lifeless fish from the pocket of his vest.

The little fish had obviously died not long ago. Its scales were still shining slightly, but it was motionless.

Auntie was stunned.

The little girl lowered her head, and there was no playful expression on her soft, white face.

She looked quietly at the lifeless little fish in the palm of her hand, her long eyelashes drooping. Suddenly, two crystal clear tears rolled down from her big eyes and fell silently into the sand.

She raised the back of her little hand and wiped the tear marks on her face, then very gently and carefully put the little fish into the small sand pit she had just dug.

She stretched out her little finger and gently touched the little fish's cold body, as if saying her final goodbye.

Then, she began to use her little hands to push the surrounding sand over little by little, covering the little fish, until the small sand pit was filled up and no trace was left.

After doing all this, she gently waved her hands towards the small pile of sand, as if whispering, "Bye..."

The aunt standing by looked at it in a daze, feeling as if something had hit her heart gently, making her feel sour and bitter.

It turns out... it was to bury the little fish.

Such a young child seems to have a vague understanding of "death" and "farewell".

But... Auntie sighed softly in her heart, even so, the little fish would not survive.

She knew that the little fish was found by the little girl on the beach last night.

At that time, it was washed ashore by the waves. There was a deep cut on its body by something unknown. It was covered in blood, and its gills were opening and closing with difficulty. In addition, it was dying after being out of the sea and was obviously dying.

But when the little girl saw it, she refused to leave, with red eyes, and was determined to "save" it.

Where could one find a veterinarian on this remote island who could treat fish? Even if there was one, who would bother to save a fish the size of a small carami?

But the little girl didn't care. When she got stubborn, no one could stop her.

The aunt had no choice but to find a small bucket, fill it with sea water, carefully scoop the almost motionless fish into it, and bring it back to the villa.

Unfortunately, after one night, the little fish died.

So at dawn, the little girl clamored to go out. It turned out that she wanted to find a resting place for the little fish that could not be saved and bury it in the sand.

This is not the first time.

The aunt remembered that some time ago, the little girl brought back a little rabbit with a lame leg from somewhere. The rabbit was dirty and shivered in her arms.

She carefully cleaned its wound, bandaged it with cloth, and fed it green leaves every day.

Another time, she picked up a little squirrel that fell from a tree and seemed to be sick. She did the same thing and took good care of it.

The scariest thing was that time when she was holding a small, wriggling snake with wounds on its body!

The aunt was so scared that she almost screamed, but the little girl was not afraid at all. She opened her big, innocent eyes and insisted on taking the animal back to "save it."

The aunt didn't dare to make the decision, so she went to report to the husband tremblingly.

After confirming that the snake was not poisonous, he timidly let the little girl take it back to the villa and place it in an empty glass box.

It hasn't been long since the little girl turned this villa into a small zoo.

Whenever she sees an injured or lonely animal, she will take it home to take care of it.

Strangely enough, as she took care of the little animals, they really got better day by day and became lively and energetic. In the end, most of them were released back into the wild by her.

But the fish last night was so badly injured and had been deprived of oxygen for too long that it could not be saved.

While the aunt was daydreaming, the little girl had already said goodbye to the little fish. She patted the sand off her little butt, stood up, stretched out her little hand covered with fine sand, and grabbed the aunt's fingers.

Auntie immediately came to her senses and gathered her thoughts: "Little Miss, let's go home then? It's time to wash our hands and have breakfast."

The little girl nodded obediently and let her aunt hold her as they walked towards the villa.

Back in the luxurious yet somewhat empty and deserted villa, Xiao Hengyu was already awake in the living room.

He was wearing casual home clothes, leaning lazily on the sofa, flipping through a financial magazine casually in his hand.

He didn't look up immediately when he heard the noise.

On the contrary, when the little girl saw him, her big eyes immediately lit up and curved into beautiful crescents.

"Daddy~Daddy~" she called in a baby voice, which was sweet and sticky, as if coated with honey.

As she spoke, she seemed to have remembered something important. She quickly raised her tightly clenched hands, spread out her palms, revealing the small shell that had been washed smooth and white by the sea water, and waved it towards Xiao Hengyu as if offering a treasure.

The aunt saw this scene and understood it by the way. Her smile became even wider. "Oh, sir, look, our little lady is so good. She has been digging on the beach for a long time early in the morning just to find this most beautiful little shell for you!"

"It's no wonder you're so kind to the young lady. No wonder she's so attached to you. She loves daddy the most."

The little girl pursed her lips and said nothing. Her aunt immediately carried her to Xiao Hengyu.

From the moment he heard the word "Daddy", Xiao Hengyu opened his eyelids and his gaze fell on the small figure holding the shell and smiling at him. Seeing that her eyes and eyebrows, which looked very similar to Su Yutang, turned red due to excitement, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

A hint of joy passed across the icy face.

He put down the magazine and, in a rare display of cooperation, extended his hand toward the little girl, palm facing up, ready to accept the gift.

However, when he reached out to take it, the little girl suddenly seemed to change her mind. She retracted her little hand and put the most beautiful little shell that she had found with great difficulty into the front pocket of her vest. She also pressed the outside with her little hand, as if afraid that it would fall out.

Xiao Hengyu's outstretched hand just stopped in mid-air.

His brows furrowed slightly, "Not for Daddy?"

There wasn't much emotion in his voice, but anyone who knew him well could sense a hint of displeasure beneath his calm tone.

The aunt and her men were so frightened that they dared not breathe.

Only the little girl was not afraid at all, and said softly: "Let Daddy see it."

Then he pressed the small shell in his pocket with his little hand and said, "This is for mommy~"