"Brother Lin, today... nothing yet, don’t worry, I’ll go find him tomorrow."
"Why not just make a phone call, as a newcomer resigning doesn’t need to be so troublesome, and for the new company over there, I’ve already contacted them for you, you can start work tomorrow."
With just a simple sentence, this man, whose complexion hadn’t changed a bit, made the decision for her.
Ye Ning’s mouth gaped open slightly...
Start the new job tomorrow?
She stood there, looking at him, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.
If she remembered correctly, she recalled that when she first went to the Ou Corporation, he had also said that it was the fastest and most effective method to topple the second branch of the Ou family, because only Ou Mucen had that kind of strength.
But now, he was so eager to have her leave Ou Corporation, leave Ou Mucen, and go to the new company he had arranged for her. Was this really for the sake of allowing her to take revenge more effectively?
After he left, Ye Ning sat beside her son’s bed for a long, long time, her mind in turmoil.
Until the small child on the sickbed woke up, saw his mother sitting by the bed, and reached out his chubby little hand, grabbing his mother’s arm: "Mommy, don’t be angry, Uncle Lin is just thinking of your best interests."
Ye Ning turned her head and saw that he was awake, and bent down happily: "Baby, you’re awake? Mommy’s not angry, how could Mommy be angry?"
Ye Xiaobao pursed his lips, crawled out of bed: "Really not angry? I saw Mommy’s face could hang two buckets of water."
"Is that so? You saw?"
"Of course I did, but if it were me, I’d be angry too, Mommy isn’t Xiaobao, you’re an adult, you don’t need others to arrange everything for you, right?"
The child, merely four years old, had such a clear understanding, sitting beside his mother with his large, shiny black eyes that seemed like a vast ocean, exceptionally beautiful.
Ye Ning looked into those eyes and for some reason, another pair came to her mind, larger but just as deep and profound, and she paused for a moment.
Why did she think of that bastard’s eyes?
She broke out in a cold sweat and dared not look at her own son anymore; she got up and went to the bathroom: "Baby, what do you want to eat tonight? Mommy will go buy it for you."
Ye Xiaobao climbed down from the bed, saw his mother’s bag there, and fiddled with the car keys beside it: "Mommy, were you with Uncle Bingkuai today?"
What does ’being together’ mean?
In the bathroom, having just splashed her face with cold water, Ye Ning immediately felt awkward at her son’s words: "Mommy was at work. When you’re at work, of course, you’ll see him."
"No wonder Uncle Lin kept looking at his phone in the ward today."
"Mommy, why don’t you just not work at Uncle Bingkuai’s place? Otherwise, Uncle Lin might really get angry." The last part came with a particularly serious tone from the little child.
Ye Ning came out of the bathroom, saw Little Baozi’s wrinkled little face, and couldn’t help but chuckle: "You also think we shouldn’t make Uncle Lin angry?"
Ye Xiaobao nodded: "Yeah, but, if you resign, won’t Uncle Bingkuai get angry?"
Ye Ning thought of the man who seemed to find her displeasing no matter what, and shook her head decisively: "No, Mommy’s not a pivotal figure, how could he get angry?"