Keep Distance, Mr. CEO!
Chapter 570 What is Your Bottom Line? 4

Chapter 570: Chapter 570 What is Your Bottom Line? 4

Ou Mucen frowned when he saw it, his gaze suddenly turning towards the woman standing there!

He was a very clever man, and the child had always been bold, never showing fear even when accompanying him to meet clients. Why then did he feel so scared now?

His eyes narrowed slightly, especially when he saw his own mother’s reaction to the scene between father and son, with a trace of discomfort flashing across her delicate face. The expression on his own face grew even uglier.

He did not let go, carrying the child straight to his desk. After setting him down in the spacious executive chair, he finally released his hold, "Xiaobao, don’t be afraid, Daddy’s here."

Ye Xiaobao looked at him for a long while, and once he was certain there was no danger, he finally nodded his frightened little head and sat obediently in the chair.

Having seen this, Ou Mucen took off his jacket near the coat rack, then poured himself a glass of water from the water cooler. Only then did he stand in front of his desk, coldly addressing the woman opposite him, "Speak, what exactly have you done to them, mother and son?"

Bai Tingfang’s face changed at once, "What are you talking about? What have I done to them? I don’t understand what you’re saying?"

While speaking, she picked up her handbag from the ground, intending to leave.

Ou Mucen’s face grew colder as he watched, "Try to leave if you dare."

Bai Tingfang’s feet went soft, and she found herself unable to take another step forward...

This was her son!

He was, after all, the son she had carried for ten months in her womb, but for some reason, the older he grew, the more she feared him. It was as if he became the elder, and she the younger.

Perhaps some presences are innate. His commanding aura and chilling demeanor were something not even his father could match.

Finally, Bai Tingfang stopped, her face turning pale. She began to feel angry and humiliated, "What? Are you planning to raise your hand against your mother for the sake of this mother and child?"

Ou Mucen was expressionless, "You haven’t answered my question yet."

Bai Tingfang grew even angrier, "So if I tell you what I’ve done to mother and son, will you immediately throw me out, or perhaps treat me in an even more despicable way?"

"That depends on whether you’ve crossed my bottom line or not."

Surprisingly, in response to her words, her son, whom she had struggled to raise, simply gave this response.

The bottom line?

Was her own son talking to her about bottom lines now?

Bai Tingfang also became more pointed in her questioning, "Fine, then tell me, what is your bottom line?"

Ou Mucen glanced at her coldly, "For instance, my child, my woman!"

Child? Woman?

Upon hearing these two words, the woman who had been waiting for his answer suddenly let go of the tension that had been hanging in her heart as the color drained from her face.

Woman, child – these were positive signs. If he cared about them, she certainly wouldn’t interfere. But now, she hadn’t touched them, had she?

So instead of anger, she smiled, "Then you can rest assured, I haven’t touched any of that. What I’m doing now is precisely to create a stable and comfortable environment for your future family. I’m doing this for your own good."

"Really?"

"Of course, think about it, you are my son, why wouldn’t I want what’s best for you? You are the heir to the Ou Family, and in the future, your wife will be the matron of the Ou Group. Your children will be the next generation of heirs. If I don’t create a clean environment for you, how will you be able to have all that?"