Little Baozi was also very well-behaved. Hearing what his mom said, after she left with the clothes, he stayed inside and diligently helped his mom with the chores.
Ou Mucen had been sitting there, watching all along, when suddenly he saw the woman come out of the bathroom. His gaze, which had lingered a beat too long, immediately fell upon the cream-colored piece of clothing in her hands, cleaned and fresh.
"Um, when I was helping Xiaobao wash, I saw your clothes there and cleaned them too. Where do you usually hang clothes to dry here?"
The man sitting there stared at the garment in her hands, and upon realizing it was pretty much ruined, his face became expressionless, "I don’t know, I never hang clothes."
That’s right, this man was a pampered young master accustomed to having everything done for him. How would he know about things like washing or hanging clothes to dry?
So she started searching around the apartment herself and, fortunately, even though the apartment was luxurious, it still had the necessary facilities for daily life. Finally, Ye Ning found the balcony where clothes could be hung, spread out the freshly washed cream-colored shirt, propped it up on a hanger, and hung it up.
It looked a bit wrinkled. Should I not have wrung it out?
Ye Ning stood there, looking at the shirt which even when spread out was still wrinkled, her eyebrows furrowing in concern.
As she was looking, a loud "bang" suddenly came from the direction of the bathroom. She startled and immediately turned to look, only to see the man who had been sitting at the desk also glance in her direction before suddenly rising and striding towards the bathroom, "What happened?"
She saw, and in her urgency, she threw the basin aside, caring for nothing else, and ran over quickly.
It was only in the bathroom did she see that the child had accidentally knocked over the whole basin of water she had placed on the washstand. She had been using it to clean the clothes because the sink was too small, so she used the basin instead.
But somehow, the child had managed to spill the entire basin, which wouldn’t have been a big deal, except he also soaked himself from head to toe!
Now what should she do? His clothes had just been washed, hadn’t they?
Ye Ning looked at her son standing in the bathroom, drenched like a drowned rat, and for a moment, she was at a complete loss.
Ou Mucen, on seeing this scene, casually took a large towel from the cabinet above the bathroom and wrapped up the shivering child before carrying him out.
"What are you still standing there for? Aren’t you going downstairs to buy him a dry set of clothes?"
Reminded at last, Ye Ning immediately grabbed her purse and hurried downstairs.
Although it wasn’t winter at the moment, Xiaobao was a child, and getting doused with that basin of cold water obviously meant he needed a change of clothes right away. What if he got sick?
Ye Ning ran quickly, taking the elevator at top speed to go buy clothes for her son. Meanwhile, outside, the night had settled into a scene of myriad lights flickering...
Twenty minutes later, Ye Ning finally found suitable children’s clothing and was ready to head back to the apartment. But as she arrived at the security station below the building, she saw a young girl in a light blue dress, accompanying a very elegant and distinguished lady, standing there.
"Mrs. Ou? What brings you here? Are you here to see Mr. Ou?"