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

Chapter 507 Squatting by the door, like a door god

At 2:57 a.m., at Ningyao's private villa in the capital city.

When Yang Dongcha sobered up, an overwhelming wave of pain washed over her.

The surroundings were unfamiliar. Yang Dongcha found her best friend Ning Yao sleeping on the sofa in the room, her head slightly tilted, looking like she was fast asleep.

Yang Dongcha recalled the scene of her getting drunk and knew that Ning Yao was probably worried about her, so she took her to her villa to spend the night.

Yang Dongcha tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, her mind filled with scenes of her relationship with Lian Qiran during this period.

The sweet moments outweighed the arguments, Yang Dongcha roughly summarized the images that floated in her mind.

If we had always been unhappy and argued a lot, we wouldn't have gotten along this far...

Perhaps it was because she woke up in the middle of the night and the surroundings were so quiet that Yang Dongcha felt lonely. All her self-esteem and all her strength crumbled in an instant, and she had the idea of ​​going to find Lian Qiran and throwing herself into his arms to cry.

But this thought only lingered for a moment before Yang Dongcha quickly suppressed it.

The thought of Lian Qiran arguing with her whenever they met, bringing up her past affairs and calling her an immoral woman, made Yang Dongcha feel repulsed. She instinctively shook her head, unwilling to think about it.

If you have insomnia, follow the tutorial in this video. First, lie down in a comfortable position, relax all your muscles, then inhale for four seconds, hold your breath for seven seconds, and exhale. Repeat this a few times, and you should fall asleep.

Yang Dongcha used to be a night owl; she couldn't fall asleep until two or three in the morning if she didn't stay up all night.

Lian Qiran, on the other hand, is a man with a regular lifestyle. He goes to bed at 11 p.m. every day, which he calls "health preservation" because it's good for his body.

However, it's one thing for him to do it himself, but he also had to force her to do the same.

Although Yang Dongcha was reluctant to change her lifestyle, she knew that Lian Qiran would not harm her and was doing it for her own good.

Yang Dongcha can't sleep now. She wakes up in the middle of the night with a clear mind, feeling even more refreshed than after drinking two iced Americanos.

Following the method taught to her by Lian Qiran, Yang Dongcha patiently repeated the process over and over again.

She tried almost a hundred times but still couldn't fall asleep, and her eyes instantly filled with helplessness.

In the past, even with Qi Ran by her side, she would feel sleepy after doing it three or five times and could actually fall asleep.

Now that she's alone, even this most effective method for falling asleep has failed...

So what truly helped her fall asleep wasn't the method itself, but rather Lian Qiran holding her and coaxing her to sleep.

Ha, how utterly ironic.

Has she now fallen so low that she can't function without Lian Qiran?

Yang Dongcha became increasingly agitated as she lay in bed, finally getting up, quietly putting on her shoes, and leaving the room.

There were hardly any people on the street, and all the shops were closed. It was incredibly deserted. Yang Dongcha called a ride-hailing car and asked the driver to take her home.

Yang Dongcha didn't want to say a word the whole way. Ning Yao had already removed her makeup, and she looked tired with her bare face. Without the makeup that made her look radiant, she was really haggard.

"Miss, we've arrived," the driver said, glancing at Yang Dongcha in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

After paying, Yang Dongcha got out of the car and quietly walked towards her own house.

The high heels clicked crisply on the ground, and as she approached the door, she suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

Lian Qiran leaned against the door of her house, looking as if he had just woken up from being drunk. He had a cigarette in his mouth, the cigarette butt glowing intermittently.

Yang Dongcha felt as if her blood had almost reversed, and her hands and feet became icy cold.

She never expected that Lian Qiran would stand motionless at her door, like a door god.

Hearing footsteps, Lian Qiran glanced to the side and spotted Yang Dongcha.

Yang Dongcha had a vague bad feeling. At this hour, if Lian Qiran saw her, he would probably think she was staying at some man's house until now.

Thinking of the harsh criticism Lian Qiran had given her at the bar, Yang Dongcha's mood sank, her face turned ugly, and she turned to leave without hesitation.

"Cha Cha." Lian Qiran called out urgently from behind, stopping Yang Dongcha.

He threw away his cigarette, stomped out the flame with his leather shoe, and slowly walked towards Yang Dongcha.

“I didn’t stay overnight at any other man’s house. I just took a taxi from Yao Yao’s place. This is my taxi record. You know where Yao Yao lives, right? Take a look for yourself.” Yang Dongcha was too lazy to say anything more to Lian Qiran and simply threw her phone into Lian Qiran’s arms.

Lian Qiran's face flushed red and then turned pale, but she didn't check her phone's ride-hailing records.

"Why would you think that? I didn't mean to doubt you." The man's voice was gentle, as if he had deliberately softened his tone.

"We've already broken up, what you think is none of my business," Yang Dongcha said coldly.

Then, Yang Dongcha stared straight at Lian Qiran, but her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the cigarette butt on the ground.

There were already more than a dozen cigarette butts on the ground, which meant that Lian Qiran had been there for a long time, at least an hour or more.

Yang Dongcha raised an eyebrow and asked in a rather cold voice.

"I haven't changed my house key or the password, what are you standing outside for?"

“I thought you had gone home. I was worried that if you were in a bad mood and wanted to go out, it wouldn’t be safe to go out so late. I could stay with you.”

"If you feel hungry after you wake up..." Lian Qiran paused here, his face with some stubble looking haggard and disheveled, but he still managed to force an ugly smile.

"Don't you always clamor for late-night snacks in the middle of the night? My car is downstairs, and I've already bought all the snacks—barbecue, spicy hot pot, ice cream, and desserts. I'll bring them up to you whenever you want."

This was the first time Yang Dongcha had seen Lian Qiran like this. In the past, when the two of them argued, she was always the one who would give in first and coax him.

But now it's the other way around. Lian Qiran has started to coax her, and he's using the simplest and most straightforward method, without any fancy tricks.

He lives a healthy life, doesn't stay up late, and doesn't allow her to eat late-night snacks, saying it's bad for her stomach and health...

As if guessing what Yang Dongcha was thinking, Lian Qiran shrugged and said, "It's okay to do it once in a while. The most important thing in life is to be happy. If you're not happy, what's the point of living to be a hundred years old in good health?"

Without you, living to be a hundred years old would be meaningless, truly meaningless.

Even Qi Ran was too embarrassed to say this aloud; she only silently repeated it in her mind.

"I have to say, I'm actually a little hungry," Yang Dongcha said, pressing her stomach.

She didn't know if Lian Qiran could hear her, but her stomach had started rumbling uncontrollably after hearing about the different kinds of late-night snacks.

How can I not be hungry?

She only drank alcohol all night and didn't eat anything, so of course she's hungry now.

"Shall I take you to the car to get something to eat?" Lian Qiran's eyes lit up instantly, the light particularly noticeable in the darkness.