Without Lita as their backbone, the father and son seemed to be at a loss and depressed mood.
"Good son, where are we going to sleep tonight?"
Alex, a man in his thirties, was actually asking his five-year-old son.
Actually, the reason why Lita insisted on divorcing Alex was not only because she wanted to regain her pride, but also because she wanted to force Alex to understand his own lifestyle and learn how to be a responsible and responsible man who could give his wife and children a sense of security.
Generally speaking, except for the previous hatred attached to his body, Alex's life was still quite "rakish". He had nothing to do with any of the men in his home.
In other words, Alex was a man who had a family. But Alex didn't even have a regular place to live.
Let alone a stable home for his wife and children!
As for himself, he could go back to the Selmy Family on time when his big brother Ethan was injured, but now he was completely in a state of uncertainty and chaos.
If he wasn't going to stay in the GK Group's lounge for the night, then he would either go to the City of Ben. If he was going to sleep with Gavin, or if he was going to go to a haunted house... then he was going to fool around in a completely ghost-like manner!
Now that Lita had divorced him, he had gotten involved with Lita and her son and forced his way to John's house!
As the general manager, it was not strange why Lita insisted on divorcing him.
He was an adult man in his thirties, but he wouldn't be able to change just by saying a few words; he had to rely on himself to realize his limitations.
"Alex, do you have a home?"
Alex was stunned when he heard his son Lin's sudden question.
"Of course I have a home! Selmy Family is my father's home!"
No! The Selmy Family is only the home of uncle and Tom!"
The little fellow sighed. "There is a small house the size of a palm in every single place, but you don't! Alex, you really are a woman working in a sexual service!"
Lin yawned a long time. It seemed that he was tired even if he was sleepy.
"My own father has a home! In City, my father bought a big villa for you and your mommy. It has been decorated a long time ago. The one that you and your mommy used to live in before."
In City, Alex indeed owned a villa under his name. Previously, he even placed Lita and her son under house arrest.
"It's a villa that even you don't live in every day. Can it be considered a home?"
The home in the little fellow's mind was not a big house, a luxury villa, but a permanent residence with a father and a biological mother, which had nothing to do with the size of the house.
"Why don't we stay over tonight?" Alex suggested.
"Is there anywhere else to stay in?"
The little fellow didn't seem to be very happy. After all, it used to be a place of sadness where he and his mother were free and happy together.
"There's..."
Alex said with a loud voice, "There are a few places for your own son to choose: the uncle's family; the Ghost House in the cluster; the lounge of your father, and your uncle's family... You can choose one of the five."
In his uncle's house, there was also a wicked witch who pretended to be sick. Of course, the little fellow didn't want to go.
Tonight, the father and son went to Selmy Family for dinner, which was not awkward. Because during the whole dinner, Alex said that he was not feeling well and stayed upstairs and did not come down. Only two brothers and their children had dinner.
Alex wanted to see or hear her intention, but he didn't even see her face, which made Alex a little surprised.
As for the private room of my own father,it is not a place where you can sleep normally;
My granduncle's home... my real mommy isn't here, so it'll be awkward if I go there.
He could only choose between the Dragon-controlling City of Yan and the haunted ghost house.
"Let's go to the Dragon-controlling City of Ben."
In the end, the little girl gave her choice.
"Oh, it seems that you like Ben more than Alex," Alex said casually.
"No, I don't! I prefer the cool AMIS Club!" The little fellow retorted with a pout.
"Then why did you still choose to go to the Dragon-controlling City of Ben?"
Alex asked in confusion.
"Because there are people serving Ben's people in the Dragon-owned City! You are so lazy and weak. It's impossible for no one to serve you! Besides, I also want someone to serve you!"
The reason why the little girl said so was really funny. Her father, Alex, was in the car now.
It goes without saying that this "someone to serve you" really did follow his orders. He was born to be a master who was served by others.
"Haha, that's what my own father thinks as well! The two of us really share the same thought!"
F*ck*ng pervert!
Ben really did not expect Alex to rush over to his Royal Dragon City so late at night.
Not only the second son of the Selmy Family came, but also the young master of the Selmy Family.
"Ben, is there anything delicious? I'm hungry."
Lin, who rushed in, did not treat himself as an outsider at all. He immediately called Ben by his name and issued orders.
In fact, the little fellow didn't like Ben very much, because Ben always seemed so hostile and unfriendly before.
But the little fellow was smart again. He found that Ben listened to his father, Alex, very much.
Therefore, he changed his strategy and joined the ranks of Alex's father, Alex's envoy, to command Ben.
"Yes, yes, yes, of course! Tell me what you like to eat. I'll ask the chef to cook now."
Ben held the little fellow with one hand, but the little fellow just went through his arms and then struggled again. The sleepy little thing began to have fun all over the room.
Obviously, Alex didn't have the energy as good as his son Lin's. He had fallen down on the sofa on one side and began to close his eyes to rest.
A velvet blanket covered his body, Ben took off the leather shoes on his feet and moved him in a more comfortable position.
"Ben, why are you like my father's slave?"
The little guy's knowledge was simple: if a person served another person, then the person who served another person was almost the same as a family servant.
But Ben was obviously not a servant, so the little fellow thought of the word "slave".
Hearing the little girl's words, Ben was stunned for a moment. He cast a glance at Alex, who was sleeping soundly, and sighed sincerely.
Wasn't he just Alex's slave?
He didn't know when he had become Alex's slave in his subconscious!
Was he saving him from the sea of fire?
Or perhaps earlier?
Needless to say, the word "slave" was really the most real and vivid portrayal of Ben's feelings for him.
The more Ben thought about it, the more he felt like a slave!
Seeing Ben pondering something in silence, the little fellow thought that Ben would be embarrassed, so she continued,
"Ben, you don't have to be embarrassed. My father is so cool, and it's not shameful for you to be his slave."
"..." All right, Ben really had nothing to say.
"Lin, you're my god son, okay?"
Ben thought of a better topic.