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

Chapter 561 Liking Ning Yao, and extending that love to everything connected to her.

Ning Yao and Guan Ying tidied their beds, but they had no desire to go out and see the gift Xue Jiashu had given them.

At this moment, He Yu called out "Miss Luo Xiyao" at the door, seemingly asking Ning Yao to come out and meet him.

Ning Yao's real name in the entertainment industry is Luo Xiyao, so He Yu called her by her stage name instead of her real name.

Ning Yao responded from inside the room, then ran out in a hurry.

Compared to her attitude towards Xue Jiashu, her disregard and contempt for Wen Tingye's assistant was far more direct.

The viewers in the live stream aren't stupid; they can naturally see that.

Xue Jiashu's fans continued to condemn Ning Yao like clowns, an attitude that undoubtedly brought trouble to their idol. Ning Yao's fans, on the other hand, were much more discerning, though their tone was sarcastic and their words were full of veiled criticism of Xue Jiashu.

Ning Yao walked over to He Yu's side and saw that He Yu was wrapped up tightly, with a black mask, hat and sunglasses, as if he did not want to show his true face in public.

Although He Yu's looks and physique are not as good as Wen Tingye's, he is still a man who can attract a lot of attention in a crowd.

He waited patiently for Ning Yao to come over before handing her the things he was holding.

Ning Yao looked at the exquisitely crafted motorcycle key in her hand and raised an eyebrow.

"President Wen instructed me to drive the car back to you so you can use it for transportation in this area," He Yu said gently.

He rarely spoke to people like that. Having followed Wen Tingye for a long time, He Yu also had his own pride. Only when facing someone he truly admired and someone Wen Tingye cared about would he put aside his attitude.

Ning Yao possesses both qualities; her abilities and character are admirable to him, and she is also the person his boss cares about most.

It would be a lie to say that Ning Yao didn't like the MKS limited edition fighter jet; she absolutely adored it.

However, she couldn't wear a skirt while riding a motorcycle, so most of the clothes she brought this time were beautiful skirts, which she personally selected from the stylist team.

As if sensing Ning Yao's concerns, He Yu quickly dragged over the things Wen Tingye had entrusted to him as well.

"The clothes you'll need for riding the motorcycle have already been prepared by President Wen. They're in these two big boxes. I'll move them in for you."

Before Ning Yao could react, He Yu carried the large box inside. Guan Ying happened to be by the door and took it from He Yu.

Are all the clothes ready?

Ning Yao glanced at the two vintage-style suitcases made by luxury brands, a cryptic emotion flashing in her eyes.

Looking back, when I was choosing clothes, I mostly picked out some refreshing midi-length skirts that showed off my legs.

Wen Tingye, who was waiting on the side, had a strange look in his eyes, but he watched her take many dresses without saying a word.

Could it be that this cunning man had already arranged for the MKS limited edition fighter jet and prepared the clothes back then?

Ultimately, Wen Tingye still wanted to respect her own ideas.

She wanted to wear a dress, and although he cared, he didn't stop her. Instead, he quietly used another method that she could accept more easily, inducing her to give up on her own.

She needs to wear clothes to ride her motorcycle, otherwise she risks being exposed. Wen Tingye came to her rescue by sending her two large boxes of clothes, enough for her to change into three to five different outfits every day.

He truly lives up to his reputation as a cunning and scheming businessman, always doing things in a roundabout way. He didn't want her to flaunt her short skirt in front of the camera, but he didn't say it directly.

It was just a matter of saying a few words, but Wen Tingye went through a huge roundabout way and carefully prepared a limited edition motorcycle for her.

Thinking about it, Ning Yao couldn't help but let out a muffled chuckle.

Her smile looked clean and unrestrained, without the slightest hint of pretense. Her voice was clear and cool, especially the soft moan that escaped from the tip of her nose, which immediately made the voice enthusiasts in the live broadcast room drool.

[I feel like the goddess is thinking about Mr. Wen. Look, the sweetness is almost overflowing from her eyes. It gave me goosebumps.]

[Wen Jinglei is so impressive! He just came in and presented a limited edition MKS fighter jet!]

I thought President Wen really drove off himself, regardless of whether Yao Yao liked it or not, but it turns out he was just deliberately keeping her in suspense...

[So charming! He's such a smooth talker. No wonder he's the young master of the richest family in the capital. Judging by his skillful techniques, he must have charmed countless girls!]

[If you don't know, don't talk nonsense, okay? President Wen has never been involved in any scandals. He's not like those spoiled and willful rich kids.]

[How naive you are! Someone who can sit in Wen Tingye's position wouldn't have his private affairs written about or reported by the media. They would all keep it to themselves, okay? Do you really think he's just a domineering CEO with a pure heart?]

It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering the consequences. Spouting nonsense comes at a price; do you even know that defamation is a criminal offense?

The comments section was buzzing with arguments, but Ning Yao was completely unaffected.

Not to mention that she couldn't see the comments at all at this moment, even if she could, Ning Yao had no interest in paying attention to those people's nonsense.

Ning Yao didn't care about Wen Tingye's past, as long as he was devoted to her after they confirmed their relationship.

Ning Yao's mind was entirely on the motorcycle outside the door. Her eyes were shining with excitement as she ran over and touched the motorcycle's exterior.

He met Wen Tingye and, having completed all the tasks assigned to him, turned and left the production team.

He had barely stepped onto the muddy ridge when he received a message from Wen Tingye.

Without hesitation, He Yu opened the chat window with Wen Tingye and carefully read the message he had sent.

[Find a credible media account to clarify my personal relationship history as soon as possible.]

[I want to declare that Ning Yao is the first and last woman in my life, Wen Tingye. I, Wen Tingye, welcome the public to monitor my behavior. All entertainment media need not worry about my reputation. Anyone who obtains evidence of me, Wen Tingye, having affairs with other women, should come to my Wen Group to collect their reward. I will reward one million for each instance of such behavior.]

They make such a big deal out of the complete lack of evidence; are these people who post comments tired of living?

Although Wen Tingye didn't send this message to He Yu, he silently repeated it to himself.

After leaving the production crew, Wen Tingye kept the equipment in the car on, glancing at Ning Yao in the live stream every now and then.

Of course, he also had the comments section open.

As fate would have it, every single comment speculating about his personal romantic experiences also fell into Wen Tingye's eyes.

In the past, Wen Tingye would not have paid any attention to it, nor would he have watched such a boring variety show.

But things are different now. He likes Ning Yao, and he likes everything about her because of her.

Ning Yao loves acting and enjoys being in the entertainment industry, so Wen Tingye will accompany her and protect her all the way.

It's their freedom to say what they want, but Wen Tingye doesn't want Ning Yao to come into contact with this information and thus become suspicious of him.

Wen Tingye wanted to give Ning Yao an absolute sense of security; he wanted Ning Yao to know that he belonged to her alone.

His mind, his heart, his body, and his soul were all imprinted with Ning Yao's name; he belonged to her for the rest of his life.

On the other end, Wen Tingye narrowed his sharp, hawk-like eyes, and when he thought of Ning Yao, his icy gaze softened instantly.