Chapter 543

"This just in, two fall incidents occurred at Cuiwei Hotel, resulting in the death of a man and a woman. The police are currently making every effort to investigate the matter."

"..."

Cuiwei Hotel?

At the mention of this name, Ou Mucen’s eyes flickered instantly.

Of course, he knew the place, it was the hotel where he was drugged five years ago. He had drunk a bit too much at a dinner meeting with a client there and subsequently got a room.

What he didn’t expect was that, late that night, he ended up sleeping with a woman in his own hotel room.

Remembering this incident, his heart immediately became even more agitated. Without bothering to see what had actually happened, he pressed the remote, and the television was turned off just like that. noveldrama

With the TV off, the apartment quieted down again. He approached the desk, turned on the laptop, and began to force himself to calm down, focusing on the work within.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Ying Hao finally called. However, what Ou Mucen hadn’t expected was to hear that the woman’s place was completely empty; not even the lights were on.

Where had she gone then?

She was with a child, too.

He finally began to sense that something was off. Thinking back to the fact that he hadn’t seen her all day and the message he sent in the afternoon had gone unanswered, he suddenly changed complexion and stood up, heading towards the door.

But, just as he reached the door and was about to pull it open, it was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and there he stood, seeing a drenched mother and child looking like drowned rats!

"You—"

"Traffic was jammed, we walked here, and didn’t bring an umbrella. I’m going to bathe Xiaobao first to prevent him from catching a cold," she said.

She looked utterly bedraggled, her face pale, and her sopping wet hair stuck to her cheeks. If he didn’t know she was alive and standing in front of him, he would have thought she was a corpse.

Hearing that the child might get sick if not bathed, he immediately stepped aside, then watched as the equally wet woman led the child into the bathroom.

Traffic jam?

At this time?

A flicker of doubt crossed his mind. As the mother and son entered the bathroom, he prepared to go to the bedroom to fetch towels for them. However, at that moment, the woman inside suddenly spoke again: "Ou Mucen, can you get Xiaobao’s pajamas from that bag? The sky-blue ones."

Pajamas?

The man at the door looked down and noticed only then that there was a travel bag right outside the door, lying there bulging and unattended.

Is this... their luggage?

Had she moved all of their belongings over? Was she planning to...?

After a sudden leap in his heart, the 28-year-old man felt a childlike uncontrollable upturn at the corners of his mouth. He obediently brought the travel bag inside, wiped the water off the top, and opened it.

Sky blue, striped patterns, a variety of cute animal prints...

The bag was chock-full of children’s clothing and daily necessities. As he leaned in to smell it, it seemed like he could still catch the scent of children’s soap.

His heart softened further, forgetting the day’s upset. His slender fingers began to explore as if discovering something new, his gentle fingertips not sparing any piece of fabric that held the fragrance of a child.