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

Chapter 417 Without you, it's all meaningless

Inside the lounge of Imperial City Hospital.

Ning Yao was pressed down on the chair by Wen Tingye, and the zipper of her dress was also unzipped by him, exposing her entire back.

Wen Tingye focused on checking Ning Yao's wounds, and his hands were handled with gentlemanly manners, without any inappropriate behavior.

Ning Yao still blushed, her face as red as a ripe apple.

She stopped her, embarrassed, saying, "I really only had a minor scrape; there are no other injuries."

“There’s no one else here.” Wen Tingye pulled up the neckline of Ning Yao’s dress and stared intently at her.

"What are you going to do?" Ning Yao's heart skipped a beat when she heard Wen Tingye's words, and she subconsciously took a step back.

Ning Yao's reaction did not escape Wen Tingye's notice. The man raised an eyebrow and said, "Isn't your spiritual spring capable of healing injuries? Heal yourself in the rest room before you go out."

Even though the spiritual spring could heal injuries, Wen Tingye would still make Ning Yao undergo a check-up. Only when he saw that the data showed no problems could he feel at ease.

It turned out that she was to go into the spiritual spring in the space to heal her injuries.

Ning Yao breathed a sigh of relief. If she were to do those things in a place like a hospital, which was just a rest room for medical staff and where someone could come in at any time, she really couldn't... be at ease.

Wen Tingye keenly noticed Ning Yao's shoulders slump slightly, and a handsome smile curved his lips.

"Did you think I was going to do something else to you? Well, it's not impossible. Would you like to heal your wounds first, or..."

The man's voice was deep and seductive, even carrying a hint of casual laughter.

Ning Yao's ears immediately started itching, an itch that went straight to her heart, like a tiny ant crawling around inside her heart, a tingling, numb sensation. She simply couldn't stand Wen Tingye's deliberately deep voice.

Upon noticing Wen Tingye approaching, Ning Yao practically jumped up and hid in a corner of the lounge.

Ning Yao wasn't open-minded enough to have anything happen between her and Wen Tingye in public. Deep down, she was still traditional and had a lot of baggage.

Thinking of those random images, Ning Yao's ears gradually began to burn, turning bright red, and her skin even flushed.

"What are you still standing there for?" Wen Tingye looked at Ning Yao, who was huddled in the corner, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm?" Ning Yao absentmindedly uttered a single word, her voice carrying a sweet and shy tone, soft and gentle.

Wen Tingye moved closer to Ning Yao again, almost pinning her against the wall, surrounding her completely.

With nowhere to retreat, Ning Yao could only reluctantly raise her chin, her bright black and white fox eyes staring straight at Wen Tingye.

A voice inside her cried out: "Ning Yao, you can't be so passive anymore! You have to take the initiative! Otherwise, you'll be completely controlled by this man, have no status in the family, and never be able to hold your head up!"

Just as Ning Yao mustered her courage and was about to push Wen Tingye away, the person in front of her suddenly made a move.

The man didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and lightly tapped the white line on Ning Yao's wrist with his fingertip.

"Silly girl, what are you 'hmm'ing for? Hurry up and treat your injuries. The skin on your arms and legs has been scraped off. Doesn't it hurt?"

Wen Tingye's voice was gentle, without a trace of the coldness he had shown when they first met, and full of consideration.

Ning Yao's newly mustered courage was instantly shattered by Wen Tingye's gentleness, and she immediately tensed up, her beautiful face filled with helplessness.

This person is so good at controlling the pace of the conversation; no wonder they're a seasoned shrew who's been through the business world.

There's another thing Ning Yao is unwilling to admit: Wen Tingye controls her emotions very well. Every time, just before she's about to explode, he launches a gentle offensive, instantly defusing her temper.

But Ning Yao was exactly susceptible to this. Upon hearing Wen Tingye's words, her heart sank instantly, and the sudden increase in her heart rate made her breathe rapidly. Her fingers involuntarily gripped the hem of her skirt, clearly controlled by Wen Tingye's doting tone.

Ning Yao used the spiritual spring water to clean her wounds in the rest room, and quickly repaired the damaged skin cells. Wen Tingye leaned against the window, staring intently at Ning Yao, who was in meditation, not even daring to look away.

Ning Yao opened her eyes again, her gaze much clearer, and the fatigue in her body was completely gone.

When Wen Tingye saw that she had woken up, he took a few steps forward, lifted her injured arm, and gently removed the gauze. He found that the wound inside had completely healed, and the skin was smooth and delicate, with no trace of the previous injury.

Seeing that Wen Tingye didn't speak, Ning Yao let him look her over and allowed him to examine her.

"From now on, at any event you attend, my people must clear the area first and screen everyone entering."

"Besides Guan Ying, I will send someone to apply to your future partners in advance. From now on, no matter what the occasion, you must bring at least two bodyguards with you to ensure your safety."

Wen Tingye had already reverted to his usual aloof demeanor, and his tone left no room for negotiation; he simply informed Ning Yao of the result.

"With Guan Ying included, I have three bodyguards now. Isn't that a bit too much?" Ning Yao muttered to herself.

As it turns out, even with close bodyguards, accidents can still happen. Whether there are one more or one less bodyguard, there is not much difference in essence. It is better for her to be more careful and keep an eye on things herself.

"What are you whispering about?" Wen Tingye raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ning Yao, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness.

"It's nothing." Ning Yao gave a dry laugh, but noticing the chill emanating from Wen Tingye, she didn't dare repeat what she was really thinking.

Knowing that Ning Yao didn't take the matter to heart and felt lucky to have escaped it once, Wen Tingye's voice was more serious than ever before.

"Ning Yao, I'm not joking with you. This is not something to joke about."

“You have a husband and children, you are not alone.”

"Think about it, if something happened to you, your children would be without their parents. Could you bear that?"

As Wen Tingye spoke, his wrist visibly trembled, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged out, his suppressed anger causing his muscles to tense.

He wasn't angry at Ning Yao; he was angry at himself for not being there and for failing to protect his woman.

Upon learning that Ning Yao was injured and that his beloved woman had almost had her throat slit, Wen Tingye almost contemplated destroying the world.

He wanted to make everything in the world pay the price for Ning Yao's death!

Everyone involved in this incident will not escape!

Whether Ning Yao likes it or not, he will destroy everything related to Ning Yao, including himself!

After his anger subsided, Wen Tingye was gripped by extreme fear, knowing that he simply could not bear the consequences of losing Ning Yao.

Even the imagined loss was unbearable for him.

The pain gradually spread from his heart, like vines creeping all over his body, making it hard for him to breathe.

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao abruptly raised her head, staring at the man in front of her with a startled expression, and almost murmured out a difficult sentence.

What does it mean when a child loses their father and mother?

Wen Tingye parted his thin lips slightly and uttered a sentence casually.

"What's the point of my life, Wen Tingye, if I don't have you?"