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

Chapter 260: 7 parts doting, 3 parts teasing

Ning Yao's pupils widened in shock at Wen Tingye's words.

Those clear black and white eyes looked particularly innocent under the light.

She was used to facing everything on her own, and few people said such things to her.

She encountered many grievances while abroad, and everyone told her, "You can't do this, you can't do that, you should do this, you should do that."

But no one said: Ning Yao, run away! I'll protect you. No one can hurt you. Do whatever you want!

Wen Tingye was indeed very good to her, so good that he almost broke down Ning Yao's defenses.

Wen Tingye rarely spoke to her so frankly. Ning Yao felt that this Wen Tingye was very different from the man she knew, making her feel unfamiliar, yet... incredibly moved.

Ning Yao didn't even want to refuse Wen Tingye anymore, so she followed her heart and fell for him.

Ning Yao and Wen Tingye kissed for a while, then walked side by side into the teachers' apartment building, until even their backs disappeared from sight.

In the distance, a woman stood upright in the shade of a tree.

She watched from afar, her eyes fixed on the couple embracing and kissing passionately, her gaze icy cold.

Inside the apartment, Ning Yao changed her shoes in the entryway, while Wen Tingye walked in barefoot.

"Wait, don't go barefoot, wear slippers."

Ning Yao took a pair of slippers from the cabinet in the entryway and handed them to Wen Tingye.

It was a pair of blue shoes with black cats on them. The cats' ears were very cute, with two little sharp edges sticking out.

Wen Tingye glanced at Ning Yao's pink slippers with white cat patterns, and the corners of his lips curved upwards, forming a beautiful arc.

The little thing kept saying she didn't want to be with him, but she prepared this pair of couple slippers.

Wen Tingye didn't expose Ning Yao, lest the little thing get angry and refuse to prepare anything for him anymore, deliberately keeping his distance.

Wen Tingye sat down on the sofa, and after sitting down, he didn't forget to pull Ning Yao's arm and pull her into his arms, letting her sit on his lap.

"You should sign with an entertainment company. That way, you'll have a good public relations team to serve you, and you won't have to do everything yourself every time," Wen Tingye said slowly.

Ning Yao was taken aback. She had also considered this matter, but had not yet decided which entertainment company to join.

She didn't want to sign with Luo Xiangzhi's company. Luo Xiangzhi was her uncle, and if they worked in the same company, people would inevitably gossip. Ning Yao wasn't afraid of gossip, but she didn't want her uncle to be dragged into the stigma of being unprofessional or giving her special treatment.

As for the other companies, they were a mixed bag. She wanted to choose the good ones, but without the strength, they wouldn't be willing to sign her.

Riding on the recent popularity of "Palm of My Hand", many entertainment companies have extended olive branches to Ning Yao, but the cooperation conditions are somewhat harsh.

But this is the rule in the industry, and it applies to all newcomers, including Ning Yao.

Seemingly guessing what Ning Yao was thinking, Wen Tingye placed his hand on Ning Yao's waist and unconsciously shifted it a couple of times.

"Wen's Group has several good entertainment companies under its umbrella. Why don't you sign with my company? I'll have the best agent mentor you. Time is precious. Don't waste your time honing your acting skills on these unimportant interpersonal relationships."

Ning Yao shook her head; of course she didn't want to go to Wen Tingye's company.

If she really wanted to save herself the trouble, she could have just gone directly to Luo Xiangzhi's company. Why bother going through all that trouble by going to Wen Tingye's place?

"I want to do it myself, I don't want to rely on anyone, otherwise it's not the world I built myself, and it's meaningless." Ning Yao's voice was clear and cold, with a hint of pleasant nasal tone, and an innate arrogance.

If someone else had this arrogance, Wen Tingye might have thought they were ungrateful.

But it was Ning Yao who Wen Tingye liked and admired no matter what he saw in her.

"Just focus on your acting and don't worry about how others perceive your success," Wen Tingye reminded Ning Yao, his tone relatively gentle and without any coercion.

He has always given Ning Yao choices, not coercion.

Ning Yao fell silent. She knew that Wen Tingye was right. No matter how she achieved success, there would always be people who viewed her with prejudice, and rumors would never stop.

Especially in the entertainment industry, which is like a melting pot, the complex interpersonal relationships are enough to give anyone a headache.

“I just feel that if my mother were still alive, she wouldn’t want to use family connections to take shortcuts.” Ning Yao’s voice deepened, filled with determination and unwavering resolve.

That's why Ning Yao has never publicly acknowledged her relationship with Luo Xiangzhi as his uncle, nor does she want to agree to date Wen Tingye. She has her own considerations and plans regarding confirming their relationship.

"You do resemble me somewhat when I was young."

Wen Tingye narrowed his eyes, unable to tear himself away from the woman in his arms who was as delicate as a cat. His long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles twirled her thick, black hair in a slow, intimate gesture.

What does "him when he was young" mean?

He's not old at all, only a little over thirty.

Although he is indeed more than ten years older than me, he can't be considered a senior.

After all, Wen Tingye's face showed no signs of aging, and was almost identical to Ning Yao's skin, which had been nourished by the spiritual spring.

Ning Yao didn't want Wen Tingye to interfere in her affairs anymore. She also remembered that Wen Tingye was always flying around and seemed to never have a peaceful day. Had something happened to him?

"Have you been very busy lately?" Ning Yao asked out of curiosity.

Ning Yao only called it curiosity and would never admit that it was out of concern for Wen Tingye.

"Something came up at home, and I've been really busy." Wen Tingye had nothing to hide from Ning Yao.

He even wished that Ning Yao would constantly ask about his whereabouts.

From the most important secrets he was doing to the smallest details of what he ate for his three meals a day.

"What's going on at home?" Ning Yao unconsciously frowned.

Although she wasn't born into a wealthy or powerful family, she had heard about the inner workings of the elite elite circles.

The fierce competition within wealthy families is no less intense than the struggles for succession among princes in ancient times, with ruthless methods and a lack of regard for family ties being commonplace.

The more illustrious a family is, the weaker its kinship tends to be. In the world of the wealthy, cherishing kinship, such an ordinary matter of human relationships, is seen as weakness, incompetence, and indecisiveness.

Wen Tingye must have paid a heavy price to achieve his current status.

Moreover, his influence is not limited to the domestic market; there are also many organizations and institutions under his control abroad.

Wen Tingye must have suffered a lot of hardships that ordinary people cannot imagine or endure.

Whenever she thought of these things, Ning Yao's heart would clench with pain.

"You don't need to worry about me. There's no problem in this world that I, Wen Tingye, can't solve." Wen Tingye noticed the change in the woman's emotions in his arms, and soothingly raised his hand to gently pat Ning Yao's back.

The gesture was like coaxing a daughter, and Ning Yao felt a little embarrassed after being patted like that.

She's such a grown woman, yet Wen Tingye always treats her like a teenage girl.

She has been an adult for a long time and is a mother. She is mature and stable and does not need such meticulous care.

Since Wen Tingye was unwilling to talk about it, Ning Yao didn't ask any further. If the person involved wouldn't say, she would find out through other channels.

"Don't bother trying to find out about me from other people. If you want to know, just ask me directly." Wen Tingye seemed to know what Ning Yao was thinking and answered her questions without hesitation.

Ning Yao just managed to reach the water glass, and the first sip she took out immediately sprayed out in a sorry state.

Is Wen Tingye a mind reader?

How did he know he was going to ask Lian Qiran?

Wen Tingye smiled as he watched Ning Yao choke on water; his smile was seven parts doting and three parts teasing.

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