Chapter 1004: Chapter 1004: The End of the Ou Family 7

Ou Mucen held him, seeing his chubby little face, couldn’t help but lower his head and kissed his cheek: “Alright, aren’t you here to take daddy home today?”

“Yes, I am!”

Xiaobao finally felt happy, wrapping his arms around his father’s neck, and the father and son got off the bed together.

Bai Tingfang was a bit worried initially, but seeing this, she felt relieved: “Alright then, we’ll go back now, let me go check out…”

“Oh Auntie, are you getting senile? Mucen is a shareholder of the hospital, what are you checking out for?” Ji Chengzhi, who also came over to send someone off, heard her words and was amused.

Indeed, although Ou Corporation lost everything, Ou Mucen still had his assets. This guy has a long-term vision; while managing Ou Corporation, he privately invested in many things. Otherwise, how could Ye Ning easily take out that one hundred million from the Seal auction back then?

Bai Tingfang realized this after the reminder, she tapped her head and self-critically said a few words, then started packing their luggage.

After packing up, Ying Hao came over and asked: “Third Young Master, are we going to the newly acquired villa or the small courtyard you lived in before?”

He almost mentioned “young mistress,” but upon seeing the lady’s gaze, he quickly stopped himself.

Fortunately, the man holding the child did not notice, and upon hearing the question about where to go,

he replied calmly: “Go to the small courtyard!”

Then, he took the child out first.

Seeing this, Bai Tingfang and Ying Hao hurriedly followed, and Bai Tingfang caught up with her son and grandson: “Going back to the small courtyard is nice, mommy likes living there too. By the way, Mucen, what do you want to eat today? I’ll go buy it for you.”

She’ll buy it?

Will she personally cook it for him?

The man holding the child walked unhurriedly in front, hearing this, casually replied: “As long as you like it!”

As long as you like it…

He’s really… not giving her face, knowing she can’t cook, yet setting such a request for her?

Bai Tingfang felt that her son set too low an expectation for her. Therefore, after they returned to the small courtyard, she handed Xiaobao to Ou Mucen and went to the supermarket to buy groceries, determined to cook a good meal.

Once she left, the small courtyard quieted down, Ying Hao stood there and sent the dumpling-like little master out, then went to the young master’s bedroom: “Young Master, what are your plans now?”

Plans?

What did he mean by that?

Standing by the window sill, looking at the small shop diagonally across the street, the man heard this and his deep gaze lifted slightly: “What plan do you think I should have right now?”

Ying Hao pressed his lips together, hesitated for a moment, then said: “I think, at this point, ensuring young mistress’s safety is more important.”

As the words fell, the bedroom was utterly quiet!

Safety?

He stared at the sign glowing with green lights, finally, a slight coldness emerged in his deep black pupils…

Yes, he’s right, at this point, ensuring that woman’s safety is indeed crucial.

So he stood there, finally saying word by word: “Tomorrow, I will hold a very grand funeral for that urn of ashes. When the time comes, have people keep an eye on the surroundings. If a suspicious person is seen, don’t alarm him, just follow him. Remember, absolutely don’t let him find out.”