nashuaworldcup Chapter 418 Once a week, I'll come at a set time.
Chapter 418 Once a week, I'll come at a set time.
What's the point of living without her?
Ning Yao never expected to hear such sweet words from Wen Tingye's mouth one day.
For Wen Tingye, he either doesn't speak at all, or he always speaks the truth; he never cares about the false sweet talk between lovers.
Because she never said it normally, Ning Yao's heart was so shocked by this sudden revelation that it almost stopped beating.
Wen Tingye stood beside Ning Yao, his tall figure instantly enveloping the woman. He lowered his voice and said, word by word, "Do you still think having two more bodyguards is an exaggeration?"
"Don't think that just because you're dead, I'll take care of the children, and that you can act recklessly just because you think you have a way out."
“If you die, I will die too, and then our children will be sent to an orphanage, bullied until they become mentally disturbed, and grow up to be criminals who endanger society.”
Wen Tingye's words became increasingly outrageous, but Ning Yao understood what he meant and helplessly raised her hands in surrender.
"I understand. It's just two more bodyguards. I agree."
"I will reward you." Wen Tingye was very satisfied with Ning Yao's compromise, and immediately curled the corners of his lips slightly, the arc gradually rising.
Ning Yao rolled her eyes when she heard Wen Tingye mention the word "reward".
Wen Tingye's reward was nothing more than those things. She even felt that it wasn't a reward for her, but a reward for Wen Tingye himself!
"Never mind, I don't need anything anyway. Let's go out first, they must be getting impatient."
Two hours had passed, and Ning Yao felt bad making people wait for her for so long, even though the person outside the door wasn't a stranger.
"I'll take you back; let them go first," Wen Tingye said, raising an eyebrow, clearly indicating he had no intention of letting them go.
"Didn't you just say you wanted a bodyguard to follow me and protect me? Now you're going to send my female bodyguard away?" Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye, her voice already back to its usual cold and calm tone.
"With me here, what need is there for bodyguards? Don't you know how many bodyguards I can take on?" Wen Tingye laughed.
He especially used the word "top," which had a double meaning and sounded particularly sinister.
Ning Yao blushed and immediately changed the subject to avoid further ambiguity between them.
“Something happened to Duoduo, and I thought I should tell you.” Ning Yao’s eyes were filled with worry when she mentioned Ning Duoduo.
Wen Tingye listened as Ning Yao recounted her daughter's story in detail, even explaining the plot of the movie, including both parts.
"You don't need to worry about this. I will arrange for the best psychologist to treat Duoduo."
"Actors face a lot of pressure, and getting too immersed in their roles is a problem that almost all actors have, to varying degrees, and it is not uncommon."
Wen Tingye frowned, realizing that this was no small matter. To avoid worrying Ning Yao, he offered a solution and, to be on the safe side, planned to schedule an appointment with a psychologist for Ning Yao to have regular check-ups.
With his daughter already suffering from this problem, Wen Tingye was worried and also wanted to protect Ning Yao, who was also an actress.
“We pay too little attention to our child, we’re all busy with our own careers, isn’t that wrong?” Ning Yao looked at Wen Tingye, and unconsciously took his hand.
Wen Tingye's palms were warm, with a higher body temperature than hers, making her feel exceptionally safe to touch.
“Children also need their own space. They need to spend time with friends and have their own peers to play with. If we, as elders, are always by their side, it will only annoy them. Didn’t you go through the same thing?” Wen Tingye comforted Ning Yao in a low voice, knowing that Ning Yao was starting to doubt herself again.
Becoming parents may be a first for them, but everyone has been a child once and understands children's hearts better.
Since being with Ning Yao, Wen Tingye has noticed that Ning Yao often makes this little mistake: she feels that she is not good enough, not good enough, and not perfect enough. In fact, she has already done better than many people, and there is no need for her to be so harsh on herself.
“When I was little, I was quite attached to my father… Ning Fengtai.” Ning Yao immediately swallowed the word “father” after realizing that Ning Fengtai was not her biological father.
Perhaps it is because Ning Fengtai is not her father that she did not have a complete childhood and always felt a distance from her father.
Her mother always stayed with her, and she never got tired of it. On the contrary, she liked being with her mother even more than when she was with her friends.
"If you really feel sorry for the children, then spend more time with them. Don't overthink things; overthinking won't help and won't solve anything," Wen Tingye reminded Ning Yao, squeezing the small white hand in his palm with even more force.
"Okay." Ning Yao responded, then urged Wen Tingye to contact a psychologist as soon as possible and arrange for Ning Duoduo to see a doctor so that she could feel at ease.
Wen Tingye agreed to all of them, picked up his phone and made a call, arranging the time in front of Ning Yao.
Having resolved Ning Yao's inner conflict, Wen Tingye pulled her into his arms, lifting the slender woman with one hand as if she were a doll. He quickly sat down on the sofa, then had Ning Yao sit on his lap, pulling her into his embrace.
Wen Tingye placed his hand on Ning Yao's soft waist without any hesitation, pressed his fingertips symbolically twice, and then spoke in a deep voice.
"You've lost weight again. Are you trying to turn into a skeleton demon?"
"Celebrities have to control their figure and can't be too fat, otherwise they won't look good on camera and their clothes won't look good either."
Even a White Bone Demon is better than a Pig Demon, right? We live in an era where thinness is considered beautiful. Netizens are so demanding of celebrities; if someone is even slightly overweight, they're called ugly.
"I don't like skinny people, they're hard to handle." Wen Tingye squinted and uttered two words, then tilted his head forward and buried his face in the ground.
Fortunately, this woman's body is still quite full in the right places, and it's still very comfortable to use as a pillow.
If a certain area is not fatty, it is very difficult to lose weight, and even if you lose weight, it will still be round and elastic.
Ning Yao didn't move away; instead, she moved closer to Wen Tingye so that he could rest his head more comfortably.
The woman naturally raised her hand and placed her palm on the back of Wen Tingye's neck, stroking his short hair gently, like a cat's paw scratching at the back of his neck.
The man's tightly pursed lips curved into a beautiful smile because of Ning Yao's unintentional movement, and the smile on his lips gradually widened, becoming impossible to suppress.
Before Ning Yao could speak, Wen Tingye's voice came from below, deep and resonant, with a unique sexiness.
"How much do you weigh now?" Wen Tingye asked, straightening up and symbolically lifting Ning Yao with his large hand, raising an eyebrow. "46kg?"
"More or less, what's wrong?" Ning Yao asked, puzzled, looking down at the man beneath her.
As Ning Yao turned her head, a few strands of her jet-black hair fell to the side of her neck, instantly obscuring her fair and delicate collarbone.
"I'll weigh you every week from now on. If you lose another pound, I'll spank your ass." The man said with a low laugh.
Hearing Wen Tingye utter the word "buttocks," Ning Yao's ears involuntarily turned red.