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

Chapter 239 No cost whatsoever, to eliminate future troubles

Ning Yao didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she had a splitting headache.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard several voices around her, both male and female, all of which she recognized.

"I want to drink water." Ning Yao raised her hand to cover her forehead. Even though she had slept for a long time, she still felt extremely tired.

Xin Yujue hurriedly went to pour water, but Ning Moran, with her long legs, beat her to it.

Then, on her way to the hospital bed, Ning Moran was stared at by a cold and dignified gaze.

He pursed his thin lips slightly and handed the glass in his hand to Wen Tingye with a hint of helplessness.

Wen Tingye gave Ning Moran a look that could barely be described as a loving father looking at his son.

Wen Tingye gently helped Ning Yao up and handed her a glass filled with warm water.

"What else do you want? Shall I carry you to the bathroom?" Wen Tingye asked in a low voice as he watched Ning Yao drink water.

"No need!" Ning Yao wasn't used to Wen Tingye serving her like this; his attentiveness and thoughtfulness made her feel embarrassed.

Besides, there were other people in the room, and she didn't want to be too intimate with Wen Tingye. For some reason, she always felt uncomfortable.

Ning Yao's ears turned a suspicious red as soon as she heard Wen Tingye's words, her shy and bashful appearance was heartbreaking.

After coming out of the water, Ning Yao didn't move much. Her hair was dry, but it just hung down at her collarbone.

Her hair was fine and jet black at the ends, with an enviable quality that complemented her pure and beautiful face, striking straight to the soul.

Ning Yao was still a little groggy after waking up, and she raised her hand to smooth her stray hairs.

Those hands were slender and fair, with clearly visible knuckles, and every movement was captivating.

Xin Yujue sighed inwardly, thinking that Luo Xiyao was truly a born actress, destined for the entertainment industry.

"Someone tampered with Mom's oxygen cylinder." Ning Moran slowly spoke after seeing that Ning Yao had drunk some water and was much more lucid, explaining the whole story.

"As for who did it..." Ning Moran's brows furrowed slightly as he spoke, his voice low and deep.

"The female coach's body was found on the beach an hour after you fell unconscious."

It was clearly the work of the person who wanted to kill Ning Yao. Wen Tingye had already sent people to check everyone in the cabin, and everyone had an alibi. For now, the only conclusion we can draw is that the person who did it is not on the ship.

Ning Moran was very worried, fearing that her mother had been caught in a dangerous situation and that they still couldn't find out who had done it.

"Who saved me?" Ning Yao's voice was a little hoarse, due to not speaking for too long.

"Achen encountered you in the deep sea area. At that time, you had lost consciousness and were surrounded by six or seven men in black whose faces were not clearly visible."

Ning Moran spoke truthfully, his expression extremely grave.

The thought that his mother had suffered such a terrible accident within his jurisdiction, nearly losing her life, filled Ning Moran with lingering fear.

"So it was him who saved me." Ning Yao leaned back against the stacked pillows and coughed, covering her mouth.

Seawater got into my lungs, and it won't get better so quickly.

Wen Tingye didn't say a word, but his eyes were sharp and fierce.

He was having a video conference with executives from Country M in his room when Xin Yujue came to tell him that Ning Yao had an accident. He immediately stopped the meeting and rushed over with his private doctor. He then stayed by Ning Yao's side, never leaving her side.

Xin Yujue was shocked. She had witnessed Wen Tingye's anxious and agitated state and knew that this powerful man in the capital was deeply in love with Luo Xiyao...

"What is the background of this Ning Chen?" Wen Tingye looked at his son and asked in a deep voice.

Sensing that her father suspected Ning Chen, Ning Moran hurriedly spoke up for her brother.

"It couldn't be A-Chen. He wouldn't harm Mom. Even if he died, he would never let Mom suffer the slightest harm!"

Ning Yao was shocked by Ning Moran's tone, and her eyes showed suspicion.

Ning Chen is just Ning Moran's friend, why should he go to such lengths for her?

“I’ve known him for a long time and we’re good friends. I believe he would never do such a thing.”

"We owe it all to him this time; he's the one who got my mother ashore."

Ning Mo touched his nose and explained somewhat awkwardly.

His overly excited behavior just now has probably aroused Ning Yao's suspicion.

"I have some things to take care of, so I'll go now. Mom, you get some rest. I'll come see you again when I'm done." Ning Moran quickly ran off, afraid that Ning Yao would ask him more probing questions and that he might let something slip, in which case Ning Chen probably wouldn't let him off easily.

Perhaps because of the drowning, Ning Yao felt that her mind was not working very well, it was dull and she couldn't think straight.

After watching Ning Moran leave the room, Ning Yao stared blankly at the railing at the foot of the bed.

"Yaoyao, what would you and President Wen like to eat? I'll bring it over for you later," Cui Mengmeng thought for a moment and then added.

"Yaoyao isn't fully recovered yet, how about some porridge? As for Mr. Wen, shall I bring some Western dishes over?"

Ning Yao smiled weakly and nodded, saying, "Then I'll trouble you."

"It's no trouble at all. I'm your assistant and your friend. Regardless of which role I play, you don't need to say thank you." After saying that, Cui Mengmeng turned and left the ward, heading to the ship's restaurant.

Xin Yujue was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to stand or sit. As she watched Wen Tingye casually take out his laptop and prepare to start a video conference, she quickly said goodbye to Ning Yao.

After leaving the ward, Xin Yujue felt that the oppressive feeling in the air was not so strong.

President Wen's aura is too strong. This is just his normal state. If he were to become imposing, probably nothing would grow within a ten-mile radius.

For ordinary people, it would be too exhausting to have a romantic relationship with such an important person.

Seeing her roommates and son leave the ward, Ning Yao pursed her lips and looked at the man beside her who was indifferent and focused on his work.

Wen Tingye is very charming when he is working seriously. Ning Yao stared at him for a long time, unable to come back to her senses.

It wasn't until a warm, large hand stroked her hair that Ning Yao suddenly realized what was happening, staring blankly at Wen Tingye, who was standing right next to her.

"Where do you feel unwell?" Wen Tingye's voice was very gentle. He was always very patient with Ning Yao.

Seeing that the other person was looking at him, he put down his work again without hesitation and walked straight to Ning Yao.

"Don't be afraid. I've arranged for two mercenary teams to accompany you. They're nearby and will protect your safety."

"The intelligence network also received the message I sent. They will use your network of connections to find suspicious individuals."

Wen Tingye appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil, which he had temporarily suppressed.

God knows that the moment he learned that Ning Yao had drowned, he almost lost all his reason.

Wen Tingye couldn't imagine how he would live without Ning Yao.

His status in business, military, and even politics cannot compare to that of a woman named Ning Yao, who bore him children.

No one had ever been able to influence him to this extent, not even his most beloved Ai Xiu and Bao Ying.

But Ning Yao did it; every move she made captivated his heart.

Once he finds the mastermind behind the attempt to kill his beloved, he will eliminate them at all costs to prevent future troubles!

A dangerous glint flashed in Wen Tingye's deep eyes as he gently stroked Ning Yao's hair with perfect timing and tenderness.