So, he was willing to believe his mother.
It was about twenty minutes later that the door to the office was again pushed open with a loud "bang" from the outside. When everyone looked up at the figure appearing at the entrance.
That person, like a gust of fierce wind, whirled into the room and immediately took the child, who was in the arms of Secretary Gao by the desk, into his own: "Xiaobao? Xiaobao, are you alright? Let daddy take a look quickly."
The anxious tone, coupled with the blur of his fast-moving figure, left everyone in the office staring dumbfounded.
That was the man they were waiting for—Ou Group’s President, Ou Mucen!
He was also the third young master of the Ou Family they were looking for!
Bai Tingfang stood there wide-eyed, staring at her son who seemed to have become a completely different person. Her expression was as shocked as it could possibly be: "Mucen, you... you actually..."
"You shut up first! I’m telling you, if I check him over and find any signs of injury you caused, you and I are not done!"
Before she could finish her sentence, the man who was carefully examining the child on the desk interrupted her harshly. His gaze and attitude nearly made Bai Tingfang, who was about to approach from behind, faint.
How had he become so terrifying? And telling her to shut up! Was this still her son?
Bai Tingfang finally started to tear up, stood there, didn’t care anymore, threw her handbag onto the floor, and began to yell: "Ou Mucen, you dare to yell at me now? Are you still my son? Is this how you treat your mother?"
Ou Mucen, who was checking his son’s body, let out a cold laugh upon hearing this: "Then how did you treat my son? Did you consider how I would feel when you treated him like that?"
His gaze swept over her, and instantly, the coldness in his eyes landed on the woman throwing a tantrum behind him, silencing all her noise abruptly.
Her expression froze as if she were struck by an acupressure point!
How terrifying was that gaze?!!
Bai Tingfang’s complexion finally began to pale, especially after she slowly came to her senses, finally grasping the meaning behind his words. Her expression turned even more shocked.
Was he really saying that was his son?
"All of you, get out!" Seeing that his words finally made her understand, Ou Mucen, after checking and finding no injuries on the child, put him down and coldly swept his gaze over the other people in the office.
Secretary Gao, realizing what the president meant, immediately waved his hand and led the people out of the room.
Of course, he didn’t let the two assistants leave afterward since he knew their president liked to settle accounts after the fall.
Once those people left, the office quieted down. Ou Mucen then went to the sofa, holding the child, intending to put him down and take off his jacket first.
But as the child realized he was about to be put back on the sofa again, he became unwilling. Catching sight of the woman not far away, the little body shuddered, and immediately, his chubby little hands clung tightly to his father’s neck. His small head buried itself in his father’s neck, refusing to come down no matter what.