Chapter 524

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao are you alright? Xiaobao?"

She held him in her arms and saw that the child—who had just bravely assisted her—was now scared to the point of not being able to utter a single word. Her heart was instantly filled with both pain and anger, embracing him as the tears began to roll down uncontrollably.

She was not strong, nor invincible. She was just a woman, and a mother to a child. Faced with such a situation, with no one to bear it for her, what could she do besides hold her child and helplessly weep?

Bai Tingfang still stared at her coldly, seeing that the woman had lost her earlier defiance after such a fright, she was satisfied...

"You’re right; I indeed have no right to interfere in my son’s life, but as his mother, I have the qualification to help him live a better life. You, as a widow with a child, do you think you’re worthy of him? Do you think that marrying him will bring honor to his face?"

"..."

She was actually, bringing this up to her!

Ye Ning, with her son in her arms, her face streaked with tears, suddenly stiffened. noveldrama

"You say that you and he are in love, yes, right now you are in love, but what about after you’re married? Your status, your background, what can you give him besides shame? He is the Crown Prince of the Ou Group, a prominent figure in A City. Do you want to make him the biggest joke of this city? To reject all the wealthy young ladies and choose to marry a widow, a single mother—I ask you, is this how you love him?"

Bai Tingfang looked at the woman, not quite with sarcasm, nor with insults, but undeniably, the expression in her eyes was no longer as vicious and fierce as before. Instead, it was something else.

A cleverer way.

Yes, she knew that if she really came on strongly, with her son’s intelligence, once he found out, not only would he not let go of this woman, he would hate his mother and become even more determined to be with her.

So, the best method was to make this woman willingly give up her son!

At last, Bai Tingfang said a few more words, then she had her assistant bring over a thick envelope and lay it in front of Ye Ning: "I hope this is the last time I see you. If there is a next time, I can assure you, what you’ll see will be the corpse of your child!"

Afterward, she left with her entourage.

Ye Ning sat on the balcony floor holding her child, for a long, long time, until in the night touched by the cold autumn wind, mother and child huddled together...

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Ou Mucen had barely slept that night, too excited to calm his mind. He could only toss and turn on his hospital bed, his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling above.

It was a truly unexpected thing. That child—could he really be his son?

He lay there, slowly recalling the times over the years he had been intimate with a woman.

He was a man with a strong sense of purity, usually not touching people, not just physically but also spiritually. So, if he had to say there was one woman he had been intimate with, it would be La Chenxi from his college days.

But he and La Chenxi had not slept together; even kissing was rare, not to mention anything more.

That left that one time five years ago in a hotel.