usatvline Chapter 489 He was even less than a bowl of food.
Chapter 489 He was even less than a bowl of food.
At this moment, the temperature in the room gradually rose, and even Ning Chen, who had never had a girlfriend, noticed something was wrong.
Zhuangzhuang nestled obediently on the table, staring innocently at the man and woman on the sofa with his big black eyes.
Wen Tingye lazily raised his arm, placed his palm on Ning Yao's slender waist, and used a little force to support the young woman whose legs were about to give way.
"Ning Chen, go outside for a while. Your mother and I are going to take a nap. Don't come back until we tell you." The man frowned in displeasure when he saw that Ning Chen had no sense of self-discipline.
How could a father like him have no deterrent power at all?
If there is no deterrent force, then it is not too late to establish one now. Thinking this, Wen Tingye sneered inwardly.
Ning Yao's small, fair ears immediately turned red, so red that they looked as if they were about to bleed.
She knew exactly what Wen Tingye meant, but how could she do it in front of her son?
Just ten minutes later, the person delivering the computer to her son arrived. The young woman jumped off Wen Tingye as if she had been electrocuted, rushed to the door without even putting on her slippers, opened the door, and took the computer from the person.
"Achen, your computer has arrived. Here you go." Ning Yao walked to Ning Chen's side and handed him the computer.
Ning Chen nodded and took it, looking at the computer, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
This is the object he has spent the most time with. Even if he doesn't remember some things, he still has vivid memories of the feel of it.
As Ning Chen was looking at her computer, she felt the man lying on the bed next to her suddenly get up. Ning Chen subconsciously looked up and saw Wen Tingye walk behind Ning Yao and stretch out his arm under the young woman's armpit.
Just like picking up a kitten or puppy, Wen Tingye lifted Ning Yao up and put her feet into slippers.
"Even though it's summer, you shouldn't step on the cold tiles, as they have a chilling effect. That's what the old Chinese medicine doctor who treated the old man said."
Given Ning Yao's height, the only person who could lift her up like that would probably be Wen Tingye.
Ning Yao had a faint, cool fragrance about her, not from perfume, but her natural scent, which smelled very nice.
Every time Wen Tingye smelled Ning Yao's scent, he felt calm. The anger that had been building up in the high-pressure environment of being busy all day long dissipated, and the impatience in his body vanished.
Perhaps this is a unique 'medicinal effect' that only Ning Yao possesses, a medicine just for him, Wen Tingye.
The man narrowed his eyes, suddenly bent down, picked up Ning Yao along with her slippers, and walked straight out of the room.
"Meow..." Zhuangzhuang, curled up on the table, let out a pitiful meow.
Its two owners abandoned it, simply leaving it on the table, all alone. It was truly pitiful.
Fortunately, there was still one person in the house. Zhuangzhuang shuffled his short legs and crawled with difficulty to Ning Chen's side, trying to attract the attention of this new human face he had never seen before.
Ning Chen was looking at his computer when he heard a noise. He turned his head and saw that his mother had been kidnapped by his father...
He left, leaving behind a tiny kitten the size of his palm.
The boy's fingers froze on the computer keyboard. He was still thinking about his mother's birthday. His computer password must be his mother's birthday. For him, the most important person was probably his mother.
But as he was thinking about it, the most important person to him was quietly taken away.
However, it is indeed time for a mother of this age to start dating.
The boy frowned, thinking that it was better for his mother to be with his biological father than for some random man to appear out of nowhere.
Ning Chen did dislike Wen Tingye's behavior of monopolizing his mother, but both emotionally and logically, his mother liked him, and he would respect her choice.
Besides, although his biological father was a bit petty, he was a good person, rich, handsome, and powerful, and had the means to protect his mother.
Ning Chen felt more and more at ease, so he simply picked up the computer and stopped caring what the two adults were doing.
Ning Chen got some peace and quiet, but Guan Ying wasn't so lucky.
She had just received her takeout and leisurely sat down on the sofa, turning on the TV. When she had only opened half of the takeout box, there was a knock on the door. She looked up suspiciously into the entryway, wondering who would come looking for her at this hour.
The moment the door opened, Guan Ying's vision blurred, and a man carrying something burst in.
"I'll just use your place. You can go find a hotel or anywhere else, I'll cover the expenses." As soon as the man's standard, deep, and magnetic voice rang out, Guan Ying recognized his identity.
It turned out that President Wen had carried Boss Ning into her room. No wonder his steps were so steady and fast that she almost didn't see him clearly.
These two are here, so why are they kicking her out?
She was just kicked out from across the street to come here, and now she's going to be kicked out from here to go outside again?
Her takeout just arrived, and she just chose the variety show she wanted to watch—everything is just perfect…
But she hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it yet. It was already bad enough that she couldn't eat Bocuse's cooking, and now she was going to be kicked out...
Before Guan Ying could think it over, Wen Tingye had already seen her out of the house, leaving her with an unlimited black card.
Guan Ying gripped the black card tightly, sighed suddenly, and then turned and walked away resignedly.
Something is better than nothing. Other bosses are heartless; they'd just fire them without a second thought, and they wouldn't care what their bodyguards eat.
In the room, Ning Yao was placed on the sofa by Wen Tingye, lying on her back in a position where she could see the ceiling.
The room was filled with the aroma of takeout ordered by Guan Ying, and this unhealthy smell instantly caught Ning Yao's taste buds.
After eating so much of Mr. Bocuse's cooking, I sometimes want to try other foods, especially fried chicken, spicy hot pot, and barbecue.
Ning Yao's fair nose twitched slightly as she smelled the aroma of takeout food in the room and silently swallowed.
Little did she know that in Wen Tingye's eyes, her action was practically an invitation to commit a crime.
"Hungry?" Wen Tingye knelt on one knee on the sofa, and as the man moved, the sofa dented.
Ning Yao, of course, had no idea what Wen Tingye meant by "I'm hungry." Her gaze remained fixed on the takeout box that Guan Ying had opened halfway.
"It's not that I'm hungry, it's that I'm craving something." Ning Yao corrected Wen Tingye, and without any hesitation, she tried to get up and reach for the chopsticks on the table.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be the mala tang (spicy hot pot) from the eighth canteen of the Communication University of China. Many students line up to buy it after evening self-study.
It smells so good! The neighbor's kid is drooling!
Guan Ying must have hired a delivery guy to queue for her!
Looking at Ning Yao, who was acting like a little glutton, Wen Tingye suddenly felt a mix of emotions.
I finally got rid of my son, that super-powerful third wheel, and now I'm getting a bowl of spicy hot pot?
So, Wen Tingye can't even compare to a bowl of spicy hot pot?
Even spicy hot pot is more attractive than this handsome and fit man.
Haha, is that even possible?
The man reached out his warm, large hand and suddenly covered Ning Yao's eyes, forbidding her from looking at the bowl of food on the table.
Then, he leaned down and whispered something in the young woman's ear.
"My sweet baby, I'll feed you later, but you have to feed me first..."