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

Chapter 3: The Wen family's offspring can only be raised by me.

"go out."

Ning Yao frowned, tried to stand up several times with her palms on the ground, but she just couldn't manage it.

Seeing that Ning Yao hadn't moved for a while, the man lost his patience, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards Ning Yao.

At this moment, Ning Yao's body was soft and hot, with a temperature so high it was frightening. The man's large hand grabbed Ning Yao's arm, about to throw her out. Just as the door opened, someone passed by outside.

Fearing she would be dragged back to the banquet, Ning Yao mustered her last bit of strength, pressed her back against the door, and slammed it shut.

She leaned against the door, her cherry-red lips slightly parted, panting heavily, and beads of sweat glistening on her snow-white cheeks.

She raised her hand and gripped her collar, slowly tightening her fingers, a pained expression on her face that was all the more captivating.

Wen Tingye put one arm around Ning Yao's waist and looked closely at the woman who had barged into his room, raising an eyebrow slightly.

I have to say, this woman is very much to his liking.

"No, I don't want to repeat the same mistake." Ning Yao had no strength left, and she couldn't even utter a few words.

She gripped the hairpin tighter in her hand, constantly reminding herself that she couldn't let Feng Meiyi's evil scheme succeed.

"I want to..." avenge my mother...

Ning Yao couldn't finish her sentence and collapsed into the man's arms.

Ning Yao had no idea how alluring her soft, hoarse voice was, almost making the man in front of her's eyes fill with lust.

Then, the man's strong arms went through Ning Yao's back and lifted her up in his arms.

The woman tilted her head back, revealing her beautiful swan neck, and the view below was even more stunning.

Wen Tingye was always self-controlled; no woman could get this close to him.

Now, encountering such a burning crimson flame, the spark began to ignite a prairie fire, burning his body with pain, and he only wanted to possess her.

It was on this night that Wen Tingye learned that there was such sweet and delicious food in the world...

It makes you want to keep eating it...

Ning Yao woke up with a soft moan in the early morning.

At this moment, she was completely naked and in great pain, as if she had been beaten all over.

Realizing what had happened, Ning Yao felt a chill run through her. She glanced at the handsome man who was still sleeping soundly and a murderous intent rose within her.

Ning Yao looked around but couldn't find a suitable weapon. Frustrated, she picked up her clothes from the ground and put them on while stomping on Wen Tingye's suit to vent her anger.

As she passed by, she noticed a pair of worn, high-end men's underwear on the floor at the foot of the bed. Ning Yao snorted coldly, then decisively picked up the half-finished glass of red wine on the table and splashed it on the underwear...

Before Wen Tingye woke up, Ning Yao took his wallet, picked up her own shoes, and hurriedly left barefoot.

One year later, in China.

A black knee-high boot stepped off the car and onto the ground, the well-fitting boot outlining the woman's slender leg lines.

She wore a long, light khaki trench coat, sunglasses, and her cool, elegant lips were perfectly red, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned.

The woman exuded a sharp and capable aura. She held an infant in one arm and a cell phone in the other, her lips moving as she negotiated with the person on the other end of the line.

"Where are you? I've arrived." Ning Yao stood in the wind after getting out of the car, her voice neither cold nor indifferent.

After hanging up the phone, she tucked her long hair behind her ear, revealing a pretty single tassel earring.

Ning Yao glanced at the profile of the man sitting in the cool, shiny black supercar not far away, gritted her teeth imperceptibly, and revealed annoyance in her eyes.

It's all because of this man. Not only did he get her pregnant, but during her time in New York, she was constantly being investigated. The other party's intention was obvious: they wanted her child.

The child was the apple of her eye, how could she bear to part with him? Unfortunately, she was currently outnumbered and powerless, and could not possibly defeat this incredibly powerful man!

If she continues to run away like this, her infant child, who is only a few months old, will suffer along with her.

Carrying a chill from her body, Ning Yao got into the car without ceremony, her lips pressed tightly together.

Wen Tingye stopped fiddling with the cigarette pack and glanced at Ning Yao, whom he hadn't seen for a year, in the passenger seat, his eyes full of scrutiny.

She had lost a lot of weight, perhaps because of having a child. The initial naivety seemed to have disappeared, and she had become more womanly.

"You can have the child, but you must promise to take good care of him and not let him suffer or be wronged. Even if you have a wife and your own children in the future, you cannot mistreat him. If you cannot do that..."

At this point, Ning Yao paused, took out a small business card holder from her trench coat pocket, and handed it to Wen Tingye.

"Please give him back to me."

Wen Tingye glanced at the business card and took the child from Ning Yao's arms.

The child is well cared for; he is chubby and fair-skinned, with a toothless little mouth that opens and closes, making him very endearing.

Wen Tingye's gaze softened considerably. He hadn't expected that Ning Yao would have his child after just one time.

He could not allow a woman with whom he had only had a fleeting affair to become Mrs. Wen, but his offspring could only grow up in the Wen family.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Please don't have anyone follow me again, and don't cause me any more trouble. I don't owe you anything."

"Wait." Wen Tingye looked at Ning Yao and spoke in a deep voice. Even without emotion, his voice still carried a terrifying sense of authority.

"There is another child."

"What are you saying?" A flicker of panic crossed Ning Yao's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

“Our Wen family has the genes for twins, and none of my children, Wen Tingye’s children, can be left to wander outside.” Wen Tingye could easily see that Ning Yao was pretending to be stupid.

Ning Yao remained silent for a long time, not uttering a word.

Indeed, she did not actually give birth to just one son, but rather six infants.

Perhaps due to the spiritual spring, Ning Yao first gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, and then, as if her belly had a copy-paste function, she miraculously gave birth to two more pairs of twins without injury or pain.

She was terrified when she saw the six babies; her belly hadn't been very big during her pregnancy.

Fortunately, Wen Tingye did not discover this.

"I'm not interested in you. Hand over the child, and you'll get a considerable sum of money."

"You should know that you have no other choice."

After Wen Tingye finished speaking, he looked down at the tiny baby in his arms, and a strange feeling flashed through his mind.

Ning Yao remained silent for a long time. She was now facing not only Wen Tingye's coercion, but also the relentless pursuit of the Ning family. She was caught between a rock and a hard place.

She couldn't bear to have several babies under one year old following her on her escape, so she was forced to give up one of the children to solve the problem, but now...

Wen Tingye was very patient and did not urge Ning Yao, knowing that she had no choice.

After a long while, Ning Yao gritted her teeth, her voice trembling slightly, filled with extreme reluctance.

"Okay, here's the child. I don't want your money. Remember what I said."