Standing there, he furrowed his brows and looked at him for quite a while before finally bringing over the brewed coffee to him, "If that’s the case, then this matter should indeed be confirmed as true."
Ji Chengzhi nodded vigorously, "Right, so what are you going to do next?"
Ou Mucen glanced at the note and a hint of ruthlessness flickered in his eyes, "Of course, wait for the evidence. She said that in a couple of days, she will have the evidence that proved her innocence back then; I’ll just wait for it here."
The man holding the coffee, while saying this, had eyes filled with sternness and chilling coldness.
Yes, if this matter were true, then once he obtained that evidence, he would be more than willing to overturn the case for her.
She was now his woman, the mother of his child, and he would definitely have her standing upright and dignified in front of the world again; and by then, the crisis she faced in Ningzhou Prison would naturally be resolved.
As he sipped the coffee lightly, his mind was filled with these thoughts, and at the same time, the doubts at the bottom of his heart were finally dispelled following Ji Chengzhi’s call to Ningzhou.
But in fact, if he were to think carefully, he would realize that there was a significant flaw in this matter he hadn’t fully understood.
That was — when did that woman actually find out that he was the father of the child?
And how had she come to know this fact?
Ou Mucen had overlooked this, perhaps because of Ji Chengzhi’s phone call, or perhaps because Little Baozi in the living room finally couldn’t take it anymore and started calling out grumpily, "Daddy, when are you taking me to have breakfast? Mommy said I’m a kid, I’m growing, and I can’t be hungry!"
Ji Chengzhi then sprayed his mouthful of coffee all over the floor, bursting into laughter, "Hahaha... Ou Mucen, you have your day too!"
Before he could finish speaking, he set down his coffee cup and came over to pick up Little Baozi, "Xiaobao, how about godfather takes you out for a good meal? Let’s not bother with our disabled daddy today."
Ye Xiaobao immediately blinked her big, sparkling black eyes, "What does ’disabled’ mean?"
As Ji Chengzhi walked out the door holding the chubby Little Baozi, he explained, "Disabled means someone who can’t take care of themselves, needing help with everything, sort of like a disabled person at the ninth level."
The infuriated man behind him grabbed a wad of tissue from the table and threw it at him, "You try spouting nonsense again?"
Ji Chengzhi stopped talking, but he speedily ran off with someone else’s son!
Seeing this, Ou Mucen’s corner of the eye twitched fiercely, and he hurriedly gathered himself, changed his shoes, and left the house.
Just as he was about to head to the elevator, his phone in his pocket rang. He took it out to see that it was a call from the company...
"Young Master, good morning. Will you be coming to the company today? If so, I won’t notify the Old Chairman about the important clients you had scheduled."
It was Secretary Gao, calling to ask if he was going to the company.
Ou Mucen thought of how the elderly man had managed affairs during his absence due to hospitalization and eventually nodded, "I’ll be there shortly."
Secretary Gao perked up instantly on hearing this over the phone, "Great, great, I’ll notify those clients right away. Take care, Young Master. Goodbye!"
There was no helping it; the CEO had been missing for far too long, and they were all a bit unaccustomed to his absence. In the past, being at the company was like being in purgatory, but suddenly, with him gone, they perversely missed it.