Chapter 11
11: Chapter 11: The First Time The Third Young Master Ou was Crushed by IQ
11 -11: The First Time The Third Young Master Ou was Crushed by IQ
What he needed to do now was to figure out their location, then wait for Ye Dabao to turn on her phone so he could call her and tell her he was here.
As he was peering out the window, Ou Mucen, who had finally finished with his client, entered and saw the manager standing there, not even reacting as the child stuck half his body out the window.
His face immediately darkened, “Do you want him to fall to his death?”
The manager shuddered!
“Pre…
President…”
Ye Xiaobao also heard Uncle Bingshan’s voice from behind, so his little body quickly scrambled down from the windowsill, “Uncle, have you found Little Baozi’s mother?”
Little Baozi?
So this kid is called Little Baozi?
The man, who hadn’t spoken much to him since bringing him back, looked down at the little bundle coming towards him, not tall enough to reach his leg, worried about stepping on him.
He lifted the child by the back of the collar and plonked him back onto the table, “What exactly is your mother’s name?”
“Ningning…”
“What Ningning am I asking about?”
What Ningning?
Ye Ning?
Or An Ning?
The plump Little Baozi sitting on the table, recalling how Uncle Lin called his mother and the name on her ID card, felt confused for the first time, “I…
I don’t know, do you need a full name to find someone?”
“What do you think?”
Little Baozi blinked his two big, grape-like eyes, and after a while, his chubby little face looked up at the man who always seemed to be in a bad mood, “Then perhaps, you could post a ‘Lost Child Found’ notice?”
Ou Mucen: “…”
Is this really a four-year-old child?
He even knows about lost child notices, excellent!
The man narrowed his eyes, his slender and beautiful fingers tapping on the table where Baozi was sitting.
After a moment, he picked up the phone and made a call, “No need to search further, just take him to the police station.”
Ye Xiaobao: “…”
Suddenly, he stood up on the table, with the same manner and the same disgruntled gaze, glaring at this strange uncle who didn’t keep his word, “Why are you sending me to the police station?
I’m not an orphan!”
Do only orphans get sent to the police station?
The man gave him a cold glance, not at all prepared to yield because he was a child, “Didn’t you say you were a lost child?
Lost children are a matter for the police.”
Ye Xiaobao wilted…
No, he didn’t want to go to the police station.
He hadn’t done anything wrong, this bad uncle.
After all, he was just a four-year-old child.
Scared by these words, his little face turned red around the eyes, and a tear, with a plop, fell down, “Bad uncle, I don’t want you anymore. noveldrama
I want to find Ye Dabao, Dabao…”
His crying was heart-wrenching!
Ou Mucen was dumbstruck!
Wasn’t he just arguing back joyfully?
How could he suddenly burst into tears like this?
Where had his earlier defiance gone?
Ou Mucen, the youngest of the Ous, probably hadn’t realized himself that he hadn’t treated this Little Baozi as a child at all.
As an unmarried man, he had spent his 28 years of life dealing with various kinds of data and people in the business world, but when had he ever interacted with children?
Moreover, Ye Xiaobao had been an extraordinarily intelligent presence from the moment he appeared in front of him, like a little adult.
So, when Secretary Gao finally found the child’s mother outside and brought her here, as soon as she pushed the door open, this was the scene she saw…