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

At the same time, the atmosphere in Xiao Hengyu's car was depressing.

The driver looked through the rearview mirror and cautiously asked the expressionless man in the back seat: "Master Xiao, where are we going now?"

Xiao Hengyu's slender fingers tapped unconsciously on his knees, making a slight clicking sound. He thought for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Go to the hotel."

He raised his eyebrows and added, "I've been staying in the hotel for a long time before she agreed to my terms."

He knew very well what Bo Jingzhou, Su Yutang, and even those little devils were planning.

I just want to follow him and find that little guy.

Hum, dreaming.

He would never reveal the existence of Little Candy.

The driver in front thought to himself that Mr. Xiao was indeed very smart and cautious. Now the other party's plan was probably going to fail.

He didn't dare to say more and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Then he turned the steering wheel and drove towards the top hotel in the city center.

......

On the other side, the convoy was closely monitoring Xiao Hengyu's movements through the tracker signal.

The four little treasures crowded in front of the receiving screen, watching the light spot representing Xiao Hengyu's location finally stop at the location of a luxury hotel and did not move for a long time.

The four little heads suddenly drooped down, like little eggplants hit by frost.

"Ah... why did he go to the hotel?" Erbao cried out in disappointment.

Sanbao pouted: "That bad uncle didn't go to look for my sister..."

Sibao sighed, "We've been tracking down a lonely person."

Su Yutang looked at the disappointed faces of the little ones, then looked at the still light on the screen, frowning.

This Xiao Hengyu is indeed extremely cunning!

But she was not discouraged. She reached out and rubbed the little ones' heads, and said firmly, "It doesn't matter. He can't stay in the hotel forever. We just keep an eye on him. I don't believe he can stay away from seeing Yanyan!"

Bo Jingzhou also gave an order in a deep voice: "Zhang Suo, arrange for people to keep a close watch on all the exits of the hotel! Report to me if even a fly flies out!"

"Yes! Mr. Bo!"

......

Bron Castle, in the master bedroom.

The heavy velvet curtains were still tightly drawn, leaving only a dim wall lamp, shrouding the room in a depressing warm glow.

Bron once again slowly woke up from a long and heavy sleep, his eyelids heavy, revealing cloudy and tired eyes underneath.

It took him longer than usual to focus his vision, staring blankly at the vague yet familiar figure beside the bed.

He tried to prop himself up, but felt extremely tired and weak, and finally could only lean back weakly on the soft pillow.

His face was an unhealthy grayish-white, his eye sockets were sunken, and his wrinkles seemed deeper than before. He looked very haggard.

Rawson, who was waiting nearby, immediately stepped forward and asked cautiously in a low voice, "Master, are you awake? How are you feeling?"

Bron's voice was hoarse: "How long...did I sleep this time?"

Rosen had been calculating the time and immediately replied, "Three whole hours."

He paused, looked at Bron's still haggard face, and asked tentatively, "How about... you sleep a little longer?"

Bron shook his head slowly: "No need..."

Once the sleepiness forced by drugs and hypnosis wears off, what remains is the pain of being more awake.

Rawson sighed silently, his eyes filled with worry.

Three hours.

This amount of time may not be a big deal for ordinary people, but for Mr. Bloom, it is already a very "long" and rare sleep.

Outsiders only saw the majesty and power of the head of the Bron family and thought that Mr. Bron was in good health. However, they did not know that he was already weak inside.

Mr. Bloom was unable to fall asleep naturally all day and all night.

In the past, I could rely on large doses of sleeping pills to barely buy a few hours of peace, but later, even the most powerful sleeping pills gradually lost their effect.

As a last resort, I can only rely on deep hypnosis from top hypnotists.

But even with such extreme measures, he could only barely sleep for two or three hours each time.

Moreover, hypnotists have already warned seriously that this method must not be used for a long time. Frequent deep hypnosis can easily lead to dependence and cause irreversible damage to the brain. What is even more frightening is that it is very likely that after a hypnosis that is too deep... you will never wake up again.

So, every time the husband fell asleep, Rawson was worried as he stood by his side.

He was afraid that the gentleman couldn't sleep, and even more afraid that the gentleman would never wake up.

Luo Ersen frowned tightly. "Master, how about... I ask a doctor to take a closer look at you?"

Bron waved his hand, rejecting the offer. His gray-blue eyes turned to Rawson, a hint of subtle anticipation in his eyes. "Has Shushan...been here?"

Upon hearing this, Rawson lowered his head even more, and said cautiously, "...No."

Bron's brows immediately furrowed, and his tone darkened: "Have you told her about my current situation?"

Rawson's head almost buried in his chest, his voice becoming even softer. "I told you, the old lady said...that it's normal to have trouble sleeping when you're old. She told you to just let nature take its course and not overthink it. You'll definitely live a long life."

Bron was silent for a moment. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "That's all?"

Rosen struggled to maintain his bent posture: "...It's gone."

The air was stagnant for a long time.

Bron suddenly gave a low, ambiguous laugh: "Good, very good."

After saying this, he stopped talking.

A heavy, sad silence filled the room.

Seeing this, Rawson had no choice but to comfort him: "Master, the old lady knows about Miss Liz's matter. She has been depressed because of Miss Liz's matter. Perhaps she is too sad. That's why she is like this."

Bron suddenly opened his eyes: "Too sad?"

"Yes," Rawson continued, "She's her biological daughter, after all. Miss Liz's accident... was a huge blow to her. The maids who took care of the old lady said they hadn't seen her smile in ages..."

Bulongku sat for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and said, "She treats the four little ones from the Bo family differently. Go and think of a way to capture them and bring them over to keep the old lady company and cheer her up."

Luo Ersen immediately showed an embarrassment on his face: "This..."

The four young masters are surrounded by experts, including Bo Jingzhou and Su Yutang. How can they be captured so easily?

Braum's face darkened, and with the pressure of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time, he said, "What? You can't even do such a small thing?"

Luo Ersen's heart trembled, and he immediately lowered his head: "I dare not! I will do my best to find a way to invite the four young masters...."

Only then did Bron wave his hand in satisfaction and close his eyes again: "Go."

Rawson bowed respectfully and quietly left the dim bedroom, his brows tightly furrowed.

This task is really too difficult.