Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 311 Public Kiss, Declaring Sovereignty

Ning Yao returned to the film crew and started work smoothly.

Accompanying Ning Yao to the film set was a man with an extraordinary presence, handsome and elegant.

Wen Tingye overwhelmed everyone in the theater the moment he appeared, even Tang Xiaoge, an award-winning actor.

All the women's eyes seemed glued to Wen Tingye, unable to look away even an inch.

With looks like that, even if she weren't as rich or powerful as Mo Fei'ao, she would never lack women who fawned over her.

Zhao Peier's eyes lit up; what woman wouldn't like a handsome guy?

"Who is he? Is he Luo Xiyao's friend?" Zhao Peier brazenly squeezed in front of Guan Ying and the others and asked in a low voice.

Guan Ying was by nature aloof and completely ignored Zhao Peier, treating her as if she didn't exist.

Rola gave Zhao Peier a meaningful look and said in fluent English, "He is Miss Luo's boyfriend."

"Really? So many big shots have come to the film crew. Are they all Luo Xiyao's boyfriends? I don't believe it." Zhao Peier said, pursing her lips with a look of disdain.

There are people in this world who are unwilling to believe what others say, yet they still ask. When the answer they receive is different from what they expected, they say that what others say is a lie, and only what they want to hear is the truth.

Rola also stopped paying attention to Zhao Peier, feeling that talking to such a person would lower her status.

After Ning Yao arrived at the film set, she started rehearsing with Tang Xiaoge after getting her makeup done, and didn't have time to pay attention to Wen Tingye, who was sitting idly to the side.

Wen Tingye didn't take it to heart, found a rattan chair, and sat down calmly.

Wen Tingye kept staring at Ning Yao's side, and when he saw her getting close to Tang Xiaoge, a hint of coldness appeared between his brows and eyes.

But Ning Yao is acting, which is her passion, and as her man, he should be more understanding.

That being said, Wen Tingye subtly moved his fingers, tapping out a chilling rhythm on the armrest of the rattan chair.

He narrowed his eyes and secretly cast a cold gaze at Tang Xiaoge, the chill seeming to pierce through Tang Xiaoge's entire body.

Tang Xiaoge was rehearsing her lines with Ning Yao when she suddenly shuddered and shivered uncomfortably.

"Teacher Tang, what's wrong? Are you cold?" Ning Yao asked with concern, looking up at Tang Xiaoge in front of her.

It's late spring and early summer now, and the temperature is not low, around 20 degrees Celsius. It's not too cold. She felt a little hot even wearing two layers of clothes, let alone the men who are naturally warm.

"It's nothing." Tang Xiaoge turned around and looked at Wen Tingye strangely, only to find that the person in question didn't even give him a proper look.

Was it just his imagination? Did he really feel like he was being glared at?

Seeing Wen Tingye sitting alone to the side, while Luo Xiyao ignored such a handsome man, Zhao Peier felt indignant. So she shamelessly went up to him, intending to get close to him.

"Handsome, what do you like to drink? Shall I pour you a beverage? Coffee, juice, or milk? Our crew has all kinds."

"One cup of coffee and one cup of juice," Wen Tingye said in a deep voice, glancing at Zhao Peier.

"Okay, I'll pour it for you right away!" Zhao Peier was so excited that she quickly ran to the tea room and rest area, took out two disposable paper cups, carefully wiped them clean, and then poured two drinks into them.

There happened to be other supporting actresses in the dressing room, and they were all sitting there doing their own makeup, completely unaware that Zhao Peier was putting on a proud act.

"Do you know who these two drinks are for? They're for that handsome new guy!"

"Judging from his refined appearance and the fact that he can freely enter and leave our film set, he probably comes from a respectable background..."

"He's handsome and rich. I really need to think carefully about whether to go with Young Master Shen or him!"

The actresses sneered inwardly; Zhao Peier really loved to be delusional.

When did that handsome guy say he wanted to be with her? Ever since he entered the film set, his eyes have been glued to Luo Xiyao.

Anyone with eyes can see that this handsome guy likes Luo Xiyao. What does he have to do with Zhao Peier?

Moreover, she eagerly took on tasks usually reserved for assistants, such as pouring water and serving tea, and she did them with great enthusiasm.

Tsk, Zhao Peier is truly a natural at serving others.

Zhao Peier picked up two drinks and quickly returned to Wen Tingye's side, shyly handing them over.

What do those self-righteous women in the lounge know? Men just like women who are subservient to them, women who look up to them and admire them. It's a good thing to bow down to men at the right time.

"Thanks," Wen Tingye said, but his gaze didn't linger on Zhao Peier.

Seeing that Ning Yao hadn't entered the film set to film yet, Wen Tingye got up and walked over. Zhao Peier was behind him. Seeing him leave the rattan chair, she wondered what he was going to do. After seeing clearly the direction the man left in, she suddenly opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Wen Tingye walked up to Ning Yao in front of Zhao Peier. Zhao Peier could only see Wen Tingye's lips move as if he was saying something. He quickly took Ning Yao's hand and returned to the wicker chair, picked up the juice, and handed it to her.

"You must be thirsty after talking for so long. Have some juice before you continue."

"This was turned upside down by your on-set assistant; the service was quite good."

Wen Tingye's voice was deep and gentle, but his words made Zhao Peier's face turn pale and then red.

What does "on-set assistant" mean, and does it mean "good service"? She's not there to serve him, she's...

Zhao Peier opened her mouth to say something, but Ning Yao's gaze suddenly fell on her face, her eyes revealing a deep meaning.

This woman's eyes are terrifying...

Zhao Peier couldn't help but take two steps back, looking weak and frightened.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I just poured him a drink, I didn't mean to steal your man."

"Besides, so many men come to visit you on set, not every single one of them is your boyfriend, right? I'm sure your relationship with this gentleman is completely innocent. Even if I'm interested in him, it's none of your business!"

Zhao Peier's voice was not loud when she said the last sentence, and only Wen Tingye and Ning Yao, who were closer, could hear it.

Zhao Peier's voice was soft and slightly trembling, as she hoped to arouse Wen Tingye's protective instincts.

Moreover, her words had a double meaning. They reminded Wen Tingye that she was interested in him, while also highlighting how arrogant and domineering Luo Xiyao was on set, making people afraid of her.

Furthermore, the fact that Wen Tingye is reminded that many men who come to the set and act improperly with Luo Xiyao also demonstrates that Luo Xiyao is fickle and lacks self-respect.

If Wen Tingye can believe even a fraction of what she says, she'll have won a point against Luo Xiyao, won't she?

Hmph, how many men like someone like Luo Xiyao? She doesn't understand romance, doesn't know how to show weakness, and seems to want to be on equal footing with men.

Ning Yao, who was standing to the side, was holding a glass of juice. Her red lips had already touched the edge of the paper cup, leaving two light red lip prints inside and outside.

Upon hearing Zhao Peier's words, she paused for a moment, then gently curved her lips and slowly took a sip of juice.

The woman calmly and gracefully reached out and placed the juice glass on the table.

Then something incredible happened.

Zhao Peier was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The crew members around them also sighed in unison.

Luo Xiyao actually stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Wen Tingye's neck very naturally, and kissed him openly.

It looked exactly like a queen declaring her sovereignty.

Wen Tingye's muscles tensed instantly, his eyes burning as he stared intently at the woman who was brazenly kissing his thin lips.

He instinctively put his arm around Ning Yao's slender waist so that he could help her if she couldn't reach him.

Ning Yao lightly kissed Wen Tingye's lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, then quickly moved away, her smile as radiant as spring flowers in April.

"Who says it has nothing to do with me? He is my man, my man, Luo Xiyao's man."