The patriarch gave him an icy look, "You’re right, this isn’t yours, it’s mine. Are you going to do it or not? If not, I can turn this whole building into my private mansion!"
He merely gave him a silent glance, and in the end, he went to take care of it.
Fine, you have the money, you’re the boss, whatever you say goes!
In the dead of night, the renovations began, and in just two days, this "Ou Family Temporary Presidential Office" was fashioned right next to the ICU, complete with a desk, computer, and even a separate sleeping area fully equipped.
Seeing this made Ji Chengzhi feel like vomiting blood!
Once the temporary office was ready, he never returned to his apartment again, nor did he go to the company. Every day, he brought his child along. Upon waking up, he would first enter the ICU to say good morning to the woman lying in bed, then take care of his son, brushing teeth and washing faces, and taking him to kindergarten on time.
After returning from kindergarten, his work began—an hour of meetings, an hour of reviewing documents, an hour of receiving clients...
After that, all the time he had left belonged to the woman inside!
If someone from the company came wanting to see him, sorry, the President was too busy, taking care of his critically ill wife. If it was urgent, okay, a video call, but it couldn’t exceed ten minutes; he would hang up promptly after ten minutes.
The entire company became anxious.
The Ou patriarch didn’t mind; he had nothing to say about it. But Bai Tingfang began to grow more concerned when she saw this, "Patriarch, he’s obsessed now. If that woman really dies in three months, what will he do? Look at him now."
They could discuss it three months later.
The Ou patriarch looked at the pile of documents on the desk that the president had no time to deal with and started to review them one by one with a pen, "You don’t need to worry so much. Didn’t Chengzhi say? He needs a process of acceptance. Once he gradually adapts, he will naturally let go."
"But I see that not only is he not letting go, it seems to have gotten worse. Look at him, he’s moved his office there, the time he gives to the company is diminishing, while he spends more time accompanying that living dead..."
As soon as these words came out, the old man, who was working on the files, suddenly frowned, "How can you speak ? After all, you are someone’s mother; how can you say such ugly words?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Tingfang’s face momentarily showed a trace of embarrassment, "I... I just got anxious."
"Even if you’re anxious, you can’t talk . Ye Ning, after all, gave birth to our grandson, and she’s essentially our Ou Family’s daughter-in-law. Whether she lives or dies, you, as a mother-in-law, should not speak of her that way."
"Yes, yes, I was wrong. I’ll correct myself, alright!"
Bai Tingfang, chastened, hurriedly changed her tune, fearing she might upset the old patriarch.
Actually, she didn’t quite understand why, after this event, the old man suddenly accepted that woman. That woman caused her son’s family to be ruined, she not only killed his grandson but also caused the death of his second daughter-in-law, and even the troubles at Longfeng were because of her. Why didn’t he harbor any hatred toward her?
Bai Tingfang was very confused, "Patriarch, to be honest, don’t you hold any grudge against her at all?"