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

Chapter 430 Tricked into having a son, so adorable!

As Wen Aixiu entered the amusement park, holding Ning Yao's hand, he glanced at the two tall boys beside his mother and subconsciously pouted, his displeasure evident.

He had a strange feeling in his heart; he always felt that these two big boys would try to take his mother away from him.

No, he has to stick to Mommy's side tightly from now on. He finally got to come out, and he can't let someone else take Mommy away from him.

Having made up his mind, Wen Aixiu unconsciously tightened his grip on Ning Yao's hand.

The park has many attractions, including a sticky wall, a trampoline basketball court, a ball pit slide, and a block trampoline ramp. The two children were dazzled by all the attractions and were so excited that they wanted to try them all.

Ning Yao tried to let go of Wen Aixiu's hand, but found that her son was holding on tightly with all his might, looking domineering.

Seeing Wen Aixiu's possessive manner, which resembled a miniature version of Wen Tingye, Ning Yao smiled gently.

The woman knelt down and softly said to Wen Aixiu, "Mommy needs to go into the women's changing room to change. You're a boy, so you can't go in. Go play with Daddy and your brothers first, okay?"

Wen Aixiu pouted unhappily, but still obediently let go of Ning Yao's hand and instructed, "There's a slope over there, and the ground is very slippery. Mommy, be careful and don't fall."

After saying that, Wen Aixiu looked at his younger sister Wen Baoying and said solemnly, "I'm entrusting Mommy to you. You have to take good care of her, understand?"

Wen Baoying nodded with a smile, her soft voice saying, "I know, brother, don't worry. Have you forgotten that Mommy is a martial arts expert?"

Even strong and sturdy bodyguards might not be a match for Mommy, so how could she possibly slip and fall on her own?

Ning Duoduo was wearing sportswear and didn't need to change, but she still chose to go to the women's changing room with Ning Yao.

Ning Yao, holding her two daughters' hands, chatted and laughed all the way to the changing room.

Wen Aixiu stared intently at the backs of the three people from behind. When he saw that Ning Yao had actually slipped and almost fallen on the slope, a look of worry flashed across his face, followed by a long sigh.

He knew that his mother couldn't live without him; she couldn't even walk steadily.

"Mommy must have been exercising less lately, she's gotten so clumsy," Wen Aixiu muttered to herself, pouting.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wen Tingye beside him said coolly, "You have no manners. Who gave you permission to call my wife stupid?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Aixiu gritted his teeth and scoffed softly, then put on a poker face and said nothing more.

Ning Yao went to change her clothes, and several grown men stood outside, none of them leaving to play first.

Wen Aixiu looked at the trampoline basketball equipment not far away and an idea came to mind.

Ning Chen and Ning Moran were standing on the non-slip mat at the edge of the trampoline. Countless young girls had passed by on the roadside, all glancing at them with looks ranging from amazement to shock. Some of them couldn't even close their mouths when they saw Wen Tingye.

The woman was half-pulled, half-dragged away by her best friend, who kept muttering, "Speechless, you should wipe your drool right now, it's so embarrassing!"

"Wow, he's so handsome! How can someone be so good-looking? He looks like he stepped out of a comic book."

One is one thing, but there are two more next to it.

The three handsome men just stood there, looking completely bewildered. She was just an ordinary person, eating grains and vegetables; how could she not be tempted?

Ning Chen was in a daze when his eyes unconsciously drifted toward the women's changing room not far away, searching for Ning Yao and her sisters.

Ning Moran wore a smile on his face. Occasionally, when a girl passed by and looked at him, he would give her a polite smile.

A clear, childish voice suddenly came from beside the two boys, its tone disdainful and full of provocation.

"Hey, do you guys dare to accept my challenge? I want to have a shooting contest with you!"

As he spoke, Wen Aixiu raised his arm and pointed to the basketball hoop not far away.

There are several basketball hoops over there, designed according to the body proportions of adults and children, some tall and some short.

Ning Chen raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, his gaze as if he were looking at a presumptuous brat who had come to his door seeking death.

Ning Moran was in a dilemma, because no matter what, Wen Aixiu was their elder brother in terms of seniority.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you scared?" Wen Aixiu persisted, her small frame standing ramrod straight, her brows revealing a tough demeanor.

When Guan Ying heard what the young master said, she was filled with emotion. Then she turned her gaze to Wen Tingye, his father.

But the other person was leaning against a rubber pillar in the amusement park, looking completely indifferent, with their eyes fixed on the women's changing room the whole time.

An idea popped into Guan Ying's mind instantly, and she calmly translated Wen's inner thoughts.

Let them beat or kill their son as they please; I just want to be with my wife and live a loving life.

Guan Ying glanced at the unmoved President Wen again, feeling quite satisfied with her translation. A rare hint of satisfaction appeared on her usually icy face.

On the other side, the atmosphere between Ning Yao's two sons instantly escalated to a heated point, with tensions rising.

"I can compete with you, but if you lose, don't cry and then run to Mom and say we bullied you." Ning Chen sneered, as if he wanted to make a three-point agreement with Wen Aixiu. After speaking, he lifted his leg and walked towards the trampoline basketball area.

"I should be saying this to you. Don't cry and go tell Mommy if you lose!"

"Come here and be our referee!"

Wen Aixiu felt insulted by Ning Chen's attitude and clenched her small fists in anger.

After explaining things to He Yu, Wen Aixiu, with her short legs, followed Ning Chen to the basketball area with great momentum.

He Yu glanced at his boss, Mr. Wen, with a troubled expression, but Mr. Wen's attention was not on his sons at all. He Yu sighed and had no choice but to follow.

As a mere assistant, he can't possibly disobey the young master's orders.

Besides, with that devilish temper of the young master, if you offend him, do you expect to have a good life in the future?

Ning Moran, who was uninvolved, shrugged helplessly. He had no interest in participating in the competition; winning or losing would be difficult to handle.

But even if you don't participate in the competition, you can still enjoy the show...

Hmm... It seems quite interesting to see the two older brothers having a basketball match.

Thinking about it, Ning Moran smiled faintly and followed.

Guan Ying also wanted to watch the excitement, but her boss Ning hadn't changed his clothes yet, so she naturally had to wait outside the women's changing room.

She silently urged Mr. Ning countless times, "Hurry up and change your clothes! I really, really want to see your two sons play basketball!"

The basketball shooting area in the trampoline park.

Two figures, one tall and one short, stood under their respective baskets, each holding a basketball.

A large group of young people, both men and women, quickly gathered around to watch the spectacle, though there were slightly more women than men.

"That boy is so handsome! I wonder if he has a girlfriend!"

I don’t know if he has a girlfriend, but he certainly has no shortage of suitors.

"I don't know what luck I had today, to actually see so many handsome guys. I made a killing on the amusement park tickets."

"This little boy is so cute! He's like a porcelain doll. You can tell his parents have good genes to have such a good-looking baby!"

"He must be trying to trick me into having a son. I really want to touch his face. Did his mother dress him in those clothes? He has great taste in clothes!"

While tensions were high at one end of the shooting area, Ning Yao strolled leisurely out of the locker room at the other.