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

Chapter 330 The child is crying, rushing forward

They arrived at the manor quickly.

Ning Yao and her group got out of the car, and a waiter greeted them at the door, pointing out the way to each person as they arrived, with the order arranged in an orderly manner.

Li Xuan, who had never seen much of the world, stared wide-eyed as she got out of the car and saw all sorts of expensive luxury cars parked in the empty spaces of the manor.

Not just anyone can attend Mr. Nie's charity auction. The people who appear at the manor are either big shots in the entertainment industry or influential figures in business and politics.

Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue were filled with regret, but they didn't show it on their faces, otherwise they would be laughed at.

They were all people brought by Ning Yao, and they couldn't embarrass Ning Yao; at least they had to maintain appearances.

Not far away, a teenager staggered over. It was only nine in the morning, but he already reeked of alcohol.

Noticing Ning Yao's gaze fixed on the unsteady boy approaching, Wen Tingye reminded her as he passed by, "That's Old Master Nie's grandson. His personality is unpredictable. Stay away from him."

Grandpa Nie's grandson?

So he was Nie Xu.

Since Ning Yao was going to attend the auction organized by Elder Nie, she naturally made a point of learning about Elder Nie's interpersonal relationships.

Nie Xu is Old Master Nie's only grandson. He has a wicked and unruly personality and his relationship with Old Master Nie is very strained.

However, Old Master Nie was constrained by the fact that he only had this one descendant. After his son died in an accident, he had no other relatives by his side, so he could only spoil him.

Ning Yao's gaze lingered on Nie Xu for only a moment before quickly shifting away. She wasn't there to gossip, nor did she care about Old Master Nie's family affairs; she only wanted to find her daughter's whereabouts.

The manor’s corridors are filled with paintings and antiques, all by famous artists.

The adults found it somewhat interesting and bought the works they liked. The money was then donated to charity by Mr. Nie.

Wen Aixiu and Wen Baoying found the paintings and antiques boring, so they grabbed Ning Yao's hand, hoping she could take them away to some fun places.

"Ai Xiu Bao Ying, be good. Mommy has some things to take care of. Why don't you go play with your older brothers and sisters?" Ning Yao comforted the children, her eyes still fixed on the paintings, carefully looking for Xiao Liu's brushstrokes.

"I want Mommy to stay with me." Bao Ying held Ning Yao's hand, somewhat reluctant to part.

It's so rare for me to see Mommy, and I don't know when I'll see her again, at least a week from now.

"Mommy will spend time with you after I finish my business," Ning Yao said with a smile, ruffling her daughter's hair.

"Baoying, come with me. Don't disturb Mommy's work. If you keep her like this, she won't be able to finish her work and won't have time to spend with us today." Wen Aixiu was annoyed by his sister's clinginess and directly reached out to take her hand.

Wen Baoying pouted, then nodded in agreement and followed Wen Aixiu to the children's play area to play with her friends.

Ning Yao watched the children leave, then instructed her bodyguards to keep a close eye on Ai Xiu Bao Ying before turning around with all her might.

Ever since entering the manor, Wen Tingye has been holding Ning Yao's hand the whole time, almost never letting go.

Many people noticed Wen Tingye's appearance and wanted to find an opportunity to go up and say a few words to him, just to make an appearance.

But Wen Tingye's mind was always on women. Whenever his eyes weren't on his female companions, he would be cold and distant.

"Isn't that President Wen?... I'm not seeing things, am I? President Wen can be so clingy?"

"How could President Wen be clingy? I think it's his female companion who's clingy to him; they never let go of his hand."

"Who is that woman next to him? I saw her get out of the car with President Wen just now, and President Wen's child was also very close to her. Could she be President Wen's first wife?"

"I've never heard of Wen Tingye ever being married. Could it be a secret marriage?"

"Didn't they say before that her fiancé was the eldest daughter of the Lian family? But nothing came of it."

"I think Mr. Wen's female companion looks familiar; I feel like I've seen her somewhere before..."

"They're like conjoined twins, they haven't let go of each other since they got off the bus. It's not that they have to be so clingy, they're both adults."

"President Wen doesn't seem like the rumors at all. He seems like a henpecked husband to me. Why is he holding his female companion's hand in this kind of situation? Any mature man wouldn't do something so childish..." She said this in a low voice, but Ning Yao still heard the gist of it.

Hearing the whispers around her, Ning Yao subtly tried to pull away from Wen Tingye's hand, only to find that the man used just the right amount of strength—not enough to hurt her, but not so easy to break free from either.

"What are you doing?" Wen Tingye raised an eyebrow, gripped Ning Yao's hand even tighter, and even put it in his pocket.

"This is not appropriate. Many people are watching, and it will damage your image," Ning Yao reminded Wen Tingye.

This is Elder Nie's manor. The people who come here are all wealthy and influential figures in the capital city.

All the other men walked upright and politely, with their female companions either following beside them or holding their arms. None of them were like her and Wen Tingye, holding hands like a couple deeply in love.

Wen Tingye is really carefree. Doesn't he care if others think he's a henpecked husband and a love-struck fool? Isn't that the same as the rumors that he's decisive and efficient?

"What's wrong with that? I, Wen Tingye, can do whatever I want." Wen Tingye glanced at Ning Yao, his eyes seeming to accuse her of worrying unnecessarily.

"Whatever you want. I need to find someone, just don't interfere with my business." Ning Yao sighed and continued to search for the paintings seriously, looking at each one very carefully.

"Who are you looking for?" Wen Tingye asked, looking at Ning Yao, not expecting her to have other plans.

"Have you forgotten the twin genes of your Wen family? Our child... there is one who is still missing and there is no news of him."

This is not Wen Tingye's fault. Wen Tingye did not know that Xiao Liu liked to paint and had an outstanding talent for appreciating famous paintings and antiques. The world is vast, and if there is no clue, even the most capable person will not know where to start.

“You’re wasting your time searching like this. Show me her work.” Wen Tingye stopped in his tracks.

Because Wen Tingye suddenly stopped moving, Ning Yao was unable to move forward herself, so she had no choice but to take out Xiao Liu's work and hand it to Wen Tingye as instructed.

Wen Tingye examined him carefully for a while and then smiled, "As expected of my child, Wen Tingye, he is truly outstanding. He can produce an expert in any field."

"Are you praising the child or yourself? You're so shameless." Ning Yao pouted, making no attempt to hide the disdain in her eyes.

However, despite her outward appearance, she still agreed with Wen Tingye's words. Wen Tingye was indeed the most capable and handsome man she had ever met. It would be a lie for Ning Yao to say that she was flattered that such a man could give her his heart.

But she will become an outstanding woman sooner or later. Before that, she must excel in her own way, and only then can they meet at the top.

"You can wander around by yourself for a while. I'll come find you later." Wen Tingye let go of Ning Yao's hand, left after saying that.

He walked very fast, heading straight in the direction where Elder Nie was.

Ning Yao stared at Wen Tingye's back in confusion, but eventually looked away and stopped looking.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted in the children's play area; it was the sound of children crying.

Her own children were still there. As a mother, Ning Yao rushed over to make sure her two children were safe.