Keep Distance, Mr. CEO!

Ou Mucen was still holding onto him, but when his eyes fell upon his phone, and he saw that familiar silhouette, the car confronting her, and the person getting out of it, his fingers suddenly loosened, as if all strength had vanished. His father, that person, was really his father...

The man’s tall and upright figure finally stood frozen as if struck by lightning, while his facial features seemed like they were trapped in an ice layer, fixed in place.

"Ou Qichang, after hunting me for two days and nights, you’ve finally found me?"

"Where have you taken my son?"

"Rest assured, I’m not as vicious as you are; I won’t do anything to him. As for you, having eluded justice for so many years, isn’t it time to pay up?"

The woman in the video was beautiful, and quite enchanting; it was a style he had never seen her in before.

A fiery red trench coat, long black hair, a delicate face with especially heavy makeup; seductive brows and bold red lips, even her already beautiful big eyes were covered with thick eyeshadow.