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

Chapter 508 Parents in Love, Son Left Alone

Its daybreak.

Sunlight shines on the earth, coating the ground with a beautiful golden hue.

Some people are having breakfast with smiles in the hospital, while others have been sleeping in their cars all night and are still unconscious.

When Ning Yao woke up, she found that no one was in bed; Yang Dongcha had disappeared.

After checking the entire room, Ning Yao found that Yang Dongcha was not there. She frowned, picked up her phone, and discovered the message the other party had sent her. After reading the message, Ning Yao was amazed.

So nowadays, when people are in a relationship, breaking up and arguing is like playing around. They make up in just one night, and without her even knowing.

How did they meet so late at night? Did Yang Dongcha initiate the meeting, or was it Lian Qiran?

Ning Yao couldn't ask about the details right now; there was plenty of time, and they could talk about it when Yang Dongcha had some free time.

Ning Yao sat back down on the sofa, her tense nerves relaxing instantly. She leisurely scrolled through her phone screen and saw a message from Wen Tingye, sent at 7:00 AM sharp. It was a voice message, fifteen seconds long.

[Honey, I'm by the lake outside your villa. Come find me when you wake up; I made you breakfast.]

What was he doing outside his own villa so early in the morning?

This was the first thought that popped into Ning Yao's mind.

However, Ning Yao soon felt sweetness, and she gradually came to like the feeling of Wen Tingye clinging to her.

Perhaps this is what being in love really means. Otherwise, if everyone is busy with their own things every day and no one cares about anyone else, what kind of relationship is that?

Isn't this a marriage in name only?

No, she's not married to Wen Tingye yet; it's more like a relationship in name only!

A jumble of random thoughts raced through Ning Yao's mind. She composed herself, glanced at the time—it was already 7:30, half an hour had passed.

Should I reply to Wen Tingye with a text message or a voice message?

Ning Yao pursed her lips, thinking as she pulled her legs back from the floor onto the sofa, sat cross-legged, and then stared blankly at the voice message on her phone, resting her chin on her hand.

The word 'baby' sounds so beautiful. Wen Tingye truly deserves to be called the best bass voice.

Ning Yao chuckled, tapped the voice message again with her fingertip, and listened to it once more, her eyes filled with happiness and sweetness.

After listening to it about four or five times, Ning Yao cleared her throat, muttered a sentence to herself, and then pressed the speak button.

Wait for me a moment, I just woke up and need to wash up and change.

Ning Yao spoke each word very gently and slowly, paying close attention to her pronunciation, with the final syllable rising slightly due to her good mood.

After sending her voice message, Ning Yao opened it again and started listening.

She thought it was pretty good the first time, but felt it was lacking the second time, and by the third time, she felt like she wanted to back out.

Just as she was worrying, the next second, all her thoughts were scared away by the person standing at the door.

"Achen!" Ning Yao looked at her son, her heart skipped a beat, she pressed her hand to her chest, her breathing rapid and uneasy.

She was looking for Yang Dongcha in the room, so the door was open. After she went back to the sofa, she forgot about opening the door.

How long has Ning Chen been standing at the door?

Did he hear himself foolishly practicing speaking and then sending voice messages?

Did he hear himself repeating the voice message he sent to Wen Tingye several times?

Wen Tingye's "baby" was exceptionally deep, sending shivers down one's spine.

But for Ning Yao, no matter how sweet and alluring the call was, she felt incredibly awkward seeing her son standing at the door.

"Have you had breakfast? Aunt Chen should have it ready by now. I'll go downstairs with you to have some."

"Ah, wait a minute, I haven't washed up yet, give me five minutes!" Ning Yao said to her son with a smile.

At the same time, Ning Yao remembered that she hadn't washed up yet, and without waiting for Ning Chen's response, she put down her phone and ran into the bathroom.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's eyes welled up with a hint of helplessness.

He did hear Wen Tingye's voice, which called his mother "baby" in a very cheesy way.

However, Mom seemed very happy, probably because she liked being called that by Wen Tingye?

It's easy to tell that Mom is shy...

"Mom, I'll wait for you downstairs." Ning Chen said and left the room to avoid staying too long and making his mother feel more uncomfortable.

Ning Yao was washing her face in the bathroom when she vaguely heard her son's voice and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know if it was because I was feeling weak after just waking up, or because my son heard me staring blankly at my phone.

Ning Yao was in a terrible state; her face was burning hot, and washing it with cold water didn't cool it down at all; in fact, it felt like the water itself was being scalded by her face.

"This is terrible!" Ning Yao squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, then stretched out her fingers and covered her face.

She's so silly. She was sitting there sending voice messages and even clearing her throat, and her son just happened to see it all...

Ning Chen must have seen it; you could tell from his eyes—a hint of mischievousness, and a touch of disdain…

Do you think she's too naive?

Ning Yao carefully recalled her son's expression, her heart filled with unease.

Little did she know that Ning Chen's mischievous smile was directed at her, while the slight hint of disdain stemmed from the fact that Wen Tingye, at his age, still called her "baby," which sounded rather greasy.

After washing up and changing her clothes, Ning Yao put on some light makeup to brighten her complexion.

If it were just to see her son and roommate, that would be fine; she wouldn't even be wearing makeup. But Wen Tingye was waiting for her by the lake...

Ning Yao was still looking forward to meeting Wen Tingye.

Ning Chen was already seated in the restaurant, as were Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue. Guan Ying had gotten up early, exercised in the yard for a while, and had just entered the house.

Chen Ma happily served the breakfast she had prepared one by one, introducing each dish as she served it.

These were all foods that Ning Yao liked, as well as some that Ning Chen enjoyed. As for Guan Ying and the others, Chen Ma wasn't familiar with their tastes, but the breakfast options were varied, with all sorts of flavors, from salty to sweet to spicy, so there was bound to be one they liked.

Ning Yao's mind was no longer on the dinner table. She really missed the breakfast that Chen Ma made, but she couldn't eat too much, otherwise she wouldn't be able to eat the breakfast that Wen Tingye had prepared for her.

Ning Yao ate in small bites, not eating much, so Chen Ma didn't take it to heart.

It's normal to have a poor appetite after a hangover; some people may even feel dizzy and unwell, unable to eat breakfast.

"Aunt Chen, could you bring out a food container? I'll take it to school." Ning Yao didn't want to waste the food that Aunt Chen had carefully prepared for her.

"Okay, I'll go right away. You guys eat first." Chen Ma was indeed much happier after hearing this.

She had heard it from Chen Xuezong. Ning Yao is now being taken care of by Wen Tingye and several children. They have hired a world-class private chef for Ning Yao, who is said to be a Michelin three-star chef.

With such a chef by her side, Ning Yao couldn't slack off, and she often honed her culinary skills during this time.

Otherwise, what if Ning Yao becomes picky about food and no longer likes her cooking? That's something Chen Ma doesn't want to see.

Ning Yao didn't eat much in the end, and packed her portion into a food storage container.

At the dinner table, Ning Chen was still eating elegantly, her movements unhurried, as if unaware that her mother was in a hurry to see Wen Tingye.

Ning Yao felt embarrassed to urge them, so after waiting for a while, she coughed and stood up.

"You guys take your time eating. I'm going for a walk by the lake. Message me when you're done and I'll be right back."

After Ning Yao finished speaking, she hurriedly walked out the door. Chen Ma noticed that something was wrong with Ning Yao and asked curiously, "She has never seemed to be interested in going for a walk by the lake in the morning before. What's wrong with her today?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue looked up at Ning Yao, whose silhouette had become a blurry figure.

I don't know why, but I always feel that Yao Yao's steps are light and quick, as if she is stepping on cotton candy with every step.

Ning Chen, the only person at the table who knew the truth, suddenly lost his appetite and silently put down his chopsticks.

What else could it be? Mom is dating her own father, and he, as her son, is no longer the most important person in her heart.