The next day, everything that happened at the entrance of the campus appeared in a conspicuous position in major newspapers. There were many pictures and reports. Fortunately, the incident occurred in public. Not only paparazzi, but also many reporters from major newspapers. Therefore, both the pictures and reports were still real.

But many tabloids started to clamor again, saying that Ryan Jenkins treated his parents who came to recognize their relatives coldly and lacked sufficient morality and upbringing.

In comparison, the big newspapers are much more serious and responsible, and even published pictures of middle-aged women and drunkards fighting, especially the Los Angeles Times, who directly dug out the couple's old foundation.

"The family formed by the Jenkins couple is a family full of alcohol, drugs, violence and cold. Michelle Jenkins, who has no fixed occupation, is currently a nightclub helper, has a short history of drug use, a victim of domestic violence, Glenshare Jenkins, a truck driver who has been unemployed for a long time, has a history of alcohol use and has a twelve-year history of drug use, has no source of income, has been living with government relief, has a clear tendency to violence, and was sentenced to three years in prison for committing violence against others!"

"We don't discuss whether they are Ryan Jenkins' biological parents, nor do we want to ask why they clamor for Ryan's custody. We just want to ask, is such a family really conducive to the healthy growth of children?"

"Under the care of Miss Nicole Kidman, Ryan is a sunny, cheerful, intelligent and a little tricky boy. He is growing up healthily, both psychologically and physically. As he achieves more and more achievements, he is becoming a role model for all American teenagers. But just yesterday, the couple not only spoke harshly, but even wanted to attack Ryan for a time..."

"Damn it!"

Nicole threw away the newspaper, if she wasn't in the driving car now, she really wanted to...

"Okay, Nicole, I'm fine." Ryan comforted her.

"It's okay?" Nicole pointed to the drunk man's arms raised high in the newspaper, "I can't imagine what would happen if he hits you!"

"No! I want to send him to jail!" Nicole took out her hand and called lawyer Wilson.

Ryan could only shrugged helplessly. In fact, he contacted the lawyer yesterday. I guess the couple will not have a better life in the future. Even if they are really his parents, so what?

Not to mention their past, relying solely on yesterday's incident, it would be a dream for them to get his custody, and not to mention that they may not be!

I really don’t know where the butterfly found this top-quality couple, which is even better than the Michael Rohan couple.

"Ryan, you need a bodyguard." Jinsley turned around and said.

"I have someone to choose," the boy responded.

"Someone chose? Which one?" Jinsley was a little surprised. She had given the boy an alternative information about the bodyguard and the driver for a month, but he had not answered her.

"Pate, go and talk to him." Ryan remembered the star face, "You should have seen the doorman of St. John's Elementary School, the one named George! Don't object, listen to me, he is a veteran, a former Marine Corps member, who has been in Somalia and the Middle East for a long time, and has been engaged in security and security for a long time. After this year's discharge, he has not found a suitable job, so he temporarily devoted himself to St. John's Elementary School."

Pi Jinsley frowned and did not respond, "So, Ryan, I will ask someone to check him. If there is no problem, I will talk to him in person."

"Okay." Ryan nodded.

After the three cars entered the Los Angeles International Airport, Nicole finally put down her cell phone. Ryan could imagine that attorney Wilson would frown when facing her request.

They came here to pick people up, and each other came from far away Montgomery County, Pennsylvania.

Yes, it was Ryan's agent investor Scott Swifts. After the boy handed over more and more funds to control, Mr. Scott finally made up his mind to move from Montgomery County to Los Angeles.

As for whether Taylor would change his life trajectory because of this, Ryan was not worried. Taylor in his previous life started a musical journey from a computer repairman. At worst, he could teach her himself in this life. If she wanted to go to Nashville, the music holy land, when she grew up, it wouldn't matter. Anyway, her father has made enough money in the past two years.

After waiting for a while, the Swifts family came out, Scott pushed a car full of salutes, while Mrs. Andrea held the little Taylor, who was only one and a half years old.

Both sides greeted each other, several of Jinsley's assistants took the salute, and the group walked towards the airport parking lot, while Ryan came to the little girl.

"Hey, little Taylor, remember me? I'm your Uncle Ryan!"

"I... don't know you~" the little girl said angrily.

"Oh, my dear, it hurts me so much." Ryan looked sad.

"Hmph~"

"Alison, have you forgotten? Ryan just mails you gifts often..."

"Is that so? Mommy? Oh, I remembered that I always mailed a lot of things, except for purple and red, and hydrangeas." The little girl said this surprisingly smoothly, and her big eyes stared at the boy.

Ryan smiled, and just as he was about to speak, the girl Bai Shengsheng's little hand had already been handed to him, "Ryan, then...what is the present gift?"

"Well……"

The boy was a little stunned and flipped through his pockets all over his body. He had nothing but a small wallet, so he had to say, "Can you make up for it next time?"

"Little...annoying." The little girl snorted again and gave him the back of her head.

Three cars drove quickly towards Beverly Hills. Scott Swift has made a lot of money in the past two years. Not to mention that he invested his funds in the stocks Ryan mentioned, the commission Ryan paid him alone was a considerable amount.

Because he sometimes meets Ryan, he often travels between Los Angeles and New York. As early as the beginning of this year, he bought a detached villa on the outskirts of Beverly Hills. Although it is much smaller than Ryan and Nicole's home, it is already a big house for the family of three.

After getting off the car, Taylor, who had just learned to walk, walked into the courtyard crookedly. After looking at it for a long time, he pointed to the ginger villa and asked, "Mommy, the new home... Is this ours? It's not a farm beautiful~"

"Yes, my dear, we will live here in the future."

Everyone is considered old friends, and they are more or less helping with luggage, and the youngest minor is handed over to another minor to take care of.

"Ryan~"

"Dear, you should call me uncle." Ryan corrected.

"Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!" the little girl shouted gritting her teeth.

"Okay. OK." Ryan raised his hand to surrender. "You can applaud."

The little girl's eyes turned and she asked, "Gift... what you said just now, right?"

All the little girls are so smart nowadays? Didn’t they forget when they turn around? Ryan scratched his face and could only nod.

Taylor simply sat on the lawn of the small garden, pointed around and said, "No...beautiful, no flowers, hydrangeas...Christmas tree farm, garden...all are."

"No problem." No problem that money can solve is not a problem.

"Robby...must!" The little girl said titty and stretched out her little hand.

"Okay, I'll have someone buy it tomorrow."

"No." Taylor's head shook like a rattle. "When I was on the farm, my father took me to catch me. I want you to catch one."

Ryan's face instantly turned from white to black. I really don't know what to say. Although the United States has done a good job in urban greening and animal protection, where can I find something like a robin?

"You are a...stingy guy." The little girl's nose was almost wrinkled on her forehead.

Ryan was really helpless. Children of this age were a privileged class. Do you want to reason with her? Stop joking. I'm afraid that if he can't say a few words, this little guy will cry for him.

"It's not possible today, it's almost dark." Ryan looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky and began to speak nonsense.

"Then... well, I will ask my mother to help me remember this, and... two!" The little girl first showed a slap, and withdrew four fingers. Thinking about it, she felt something was wrong, and then stretched out another finger.

Fortunately, the furniture in the villa was ready long ago. The Swifts did not bring much furniture. Not long after, Mrs. Andrea took Taylor away. Otherwise, Ryan would have to collapse. Children of this age are really not worry-free at all.

Before she became a child, it would be better for herself to appear less. Ryan became a little enlightened.

His throat was a little itchy. After drinking a glass of water, he began to think quietly. It was not the messy things that have happened recently, but he found that he had begun to enter the voice change period. Although it was not very obvious, he could feel that his voice was changing to the duck's voice.

I'm less than twelve years old, okay? Ryan smiled bitterly, okay, he knew that after entering the twenty-first century in his previous life, this was almost a common phenomenon.

However, he neither eats KFC nor McDonald's, so he avoids Burger King and Pizza Hut. Unexpectedly, he will enter puberty early.

Of course, this is not without benefits. At least it can make his voice and vocal cord mature earlier, so that he no longer has to worry about musical matters.

Also, he should go to Hollywood record companies. They have professionals who can provide some guidance on singing training during the voice change period. He does not want to permanently hurt the vocal cords because of his usual practice.

When night came to a temporary date, the Swifts held a small party in the garden, with very few people attending, only Ryan and several assistants who came to help. After the party, they would have a conversation about the future.

...The third update is given, collection~recommended~small it, don't be polite...
Chapter completed!