"If that’s the case, then why does your mom still want to work at that crappy company?"
"Isn’t that because of you? Uncle, I’ve told you many times, don’t always bully my mom. You make her so upset she doesn’t even want to see you anymore. Who’s going to work for you then? Women need to be coaxed. If you keep this up, it’ll hurt me too!"
What kind of child is this?
After a while, with a darkened face, he withdrew his gaze from the little rascal: "Alright, I’m leaving now. You stay here and behave, wait for your mom and the others to come back."
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaobao immediately felt a bit disappointed: "Uncle, you’re leaving just like that?"
Ou Mucen nodded: "Yeah, I’m very busy. But don’t worry, when I have time, I’ll come to see you again."
Maybe it was because he saw the disappointment on that little face, but for the first time, this man, who had never comforted anyone, felt a softness in his heart.
Ye Xiaobao pouted, still not very happy, but in the end, he watched as the uncle walked towards the door of the ward, his large eyes quietly following the retreating figure.
As Ou Mucen walked away, he heard the ward suddenly quiet down behind him, and he could feel those two eyes still following him, tugging at something inside him. For some reason, he found it suddenly hard to take the next step.
"When exactly is your mom coming back?"
"Then do you want to go eat with me?"
The child sitting on the bed, who had been looking eagerly at him, suddenly lit up at the words: "Really? Yeah, yeah, I want to go eat with Uncle."
Before he even finished speaking, his short little arms and legs had already scurried off the bed.
Ou Mucen saw this and stood at the door waiting for him. He watched as the child skillfully changed out of his hospital gown, put on his little shoes, and then rushed over to affectionately take hold of his large hand: "Uncle, I’m ready, let’s go together."
Ye Xiaobao was indeed a very self-sufficient child, far stronger in this respect than a certain someone.
Ou Mucen, expressionless, felt the chubby little hand take his own and simply walked out the door with him.
Ye Xiaobao was so happy, his entire little face bloomed with joy...
Those reports that said Uncle Bingshan had a severe case of germophobia and couldn’t be touched or spoken to directly, and even needed people to breathe three meters away from him, didn’t seem true. Look at how the little hand was holding his and he showed no reaction at all.
Ye Xiaobao was over the moon!
After leaving the ward and reaching the nurses’ station, Ou Mucen, worried that Ye Ning might come back and not find her child, went over to give them a heads-up.
"Third Young Master..."
"If the child’s family comes by, tell them he went to eat with me."
"Alright, Third Young Master!"
The nurses at the VIP ward area knew the hospital director’s good friend, so they agreed immediately upon hearing what he said.
After giving notice, Ou Mucen left with the little baozi in tow...
"What do you feel like eating?"
"What does Uncle want to eat?"
"Then I’ll be not picky too!"
This truly was an eye-catching sight, a tall and stunningly handsome young man, hand in hand with an equally charming little baozi. Even though their facial features were not much alike, the resemblance in their demeanor and the look in their eyes made them seem like father and son, no matter the angle one looked from!