Chapter 274

Ye Xiaobao finally brightened up, "Really? That’s great, Uncle, don’t worry, Xiaobao will definitely complete the task well."

Ou Mucen: "..."

What had he just said?

The pair, one tall and one small, left the hospital. Ou Mucen took him directly to the restaurant. Once there, he had intended to order some main dishes for him, but remembering that he had said he liked roasted chicken wings the last time, he ended up ordering those instead, and then watched him eat heartily across the table.

"Didn’t you have lunch? You’re so hungry?"

"I did, but we have lunch at 11 at the nursery, and then a snack at three in the afternoon. The teacher said children should eat less and more often, it’s easier to digest."

Little Baozi, with both hands clutching a chicken wing and his mouth full of delicious food, explained to him in his milky voice.

Ou Mucen, upon seeing this, twitched at the corner of his eyes and then pulled out a tissue and handed it over: "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

Little Baozi smiled, took the tissue, and buried his head in his food, feasting once again.

After watching him, Ou Mucen didn’t continue to disturb him. As Little Baozi ate, he started busying himself with his phone until the little one nearly finished eating. When Little Baozi lifted his head and saw that his uncle had been busy on the phone the whole time, he asked in a sticky-sweet voice, "Uncle, did something happen to my mom?"

What?

Ou Mucen, preoccupied with his phone, looked up at the little guy upon hearing this.

Something happened?

Had his mom not told him?

Ou Mucen’s fingers paused, and his gaze, fixed on the child, furrowed slightly, "What did your mom tell you?"

Ye Xiaobao shook his head: "Nothing, she just said she was sick."

Sick?

Since she said it was an illness, then it must be an illness. Indeed, for a child who’s only four years old, what’s the point in knowing so much? He’s still so young.

Ou Mucen’s gaze retracted back to his work, "Right, she’s just sick. You don’t need to worry; she’ll get better soon."

"Really? Then why didn’t she let Uncle Lin know?"

"Uncle Lin?"

Ou Mucen lifted his head again: "Did she tell you not to let Uncle Lin know?"

"Yes!"

Ye Xiaobao nodded: "At the subway station, when she was so ill, I wanted to borrow that sister’s phone to call Uncle Lin, but she wouldn’t allow it. Then I said I’d call you, and she didn’t say anything."

"..."

The man on the phone paused his fingers once again!

So, even at that moment, she was unwilling to call the man she called her master?

But she agreed to him?

He was stunned for a moment, feeling as if the pressure in his heart had somewhat eased.

"What did she say?"

"She didn’t say much, just that she couldn’t disturb Uncle Lin, said he was busy. But Uncle, you’re busy too, and you’re her boss, how could she dare to bother you?"

"..."

Sitting there, Ou Mucen stared at Little Baozi for a long time, unable to answer this question.

Right, his relationship with her was far more distant than that of the man and her. Yet at that critical moment, she preferred to choose him instead of seeking out the man. noveldrama

Could it be because she felt she could trust him more than the other man?

He thought back to the phone call at noon, the one that had come through so abruptly, asking for his help to intercept the man’s call. Finally, with a slight lift in his eyes and a hint of a curve at the corners of his mouth, something resembling a smile spread across his