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

Chapter 24 A Shocking Secret, The Human Skin Mask

Inside the club, Yang Dongcha saw that Ning Yao was safe and sound, and her face was full of apology. She took Ning Yao's hand and looked her up and down.

Compared to Yang Dongcha's apology, Chen Xuezong's face showed even more tension and anxiety. He pursed his lips and remained silent, staring intently at Ning Yao, as if afraid that she would be snatched away again right under his nose.

"It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well, and you got into trouble on my turf." Yang Dongcha apologized only after confirming that Ning Yao's wound was indeed not serious and had been treated and bandaged by a professional doctor.

"You do need to apologize to me." Ning Yao said seriously, her eyes filled with annoyance.

Yang Dongmei knew Ning Yao was referring to something else, and immediately admitted her mistake:

"I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have added unnecessary details to your design and organized such dangerous extreme activities. I know I was wrong."

"You can't stop taking my orders from now on, I'll be heartbroken. The world will be missing a stunning beauty, please don't blame me."

When Yang Dongcha saw that Ning Yao was really angry, the dignified Crown Princess, who was usually so domineering in public, was now unusually flustered, and her expression instantly turned pitiful.

If her employees were to witness this scene, they would be utterly astonished. The usually competitive and unrestrained Miss Yang would actually show such a feminine side.

Ning Yao stared at Yang Dongcha's coquettish face with great interest, and thought about it carefully.

This seems to be the first time Yang Dongcha has acted coquettishly in front of her. The last time she heard such a clingy tone was during a video call with this girl, when she was traveling and being affectionate with her then-young boyfriend.

So this is what it feels like to watch a live performance.

Ning Yao laughed and clicked her tongue in amazement, almost forgetting the pain of her arm wound.

"If you want to do extreme sports business, you can just tell me and I'll design a safer venue for you. Causing someone to die is no small matter. Life is precious, so don't treat it like a game."

"Really? You're willing to design for me? That's wonderful! No one in the world understands what kind of design I want better than you. I've asked all sorts of designers, both domestic and international, but none of them suited my taste. Yao Yao is the best!"

Seeing that Yang Dongcha's hug was too forceful, Chen Xuezong worried that she might hurt Ning Yao, so he quickly stepped forward to stop her and pulled her away.

“She has injuries.” Chen Xuezong frowned.

"I know, I know. You think you're the only one who feels sorry for Yao Yao? We're best friends. Let's go, let's go to the hospital for a check-up first. The external injury is healed, but what if there's any psychological trauma? It's better to treat it sooner rather than later."

Chen Xuezong agreed with this point; a thorough examination would put his mind at ease.

So Ning Yao was taken to the hospital by the two men, and after another ordeal, it was already very late when she got home.

The four children had already fallen asleep in their respective bedrooms, and Ning Yao went to each room.

I tiptoed into the room and saw Sibao lying crookedly outside the blanket, his cheeks distorted by the pressure, his pajama bottoms rolled up, revealing his chubby little legs. He was a restless sleeper.

Seeing this, Ning Yao chuckled, pulled up her trouser legs, and pulled her into the blanket, tucking her in even more.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu slept very well. Ning Yao stroked Xiao Wu's curly hair and kissed Xiao Liu on the forehead before quietly leaving.

Sanbao's room was a little further away, near the corridor, and Ning Yao slowly walked towards the child's bedroom.

Wen Aixiu had just arrived at her new home and was not used to it. She tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

When he realized someone had entered his room, he became extremely nervous, his fingers gripping the corner of the bed sheet tightly.

When his forehead touched that soft touch, Wen Aixiu suddenly relaxed.

The person who came in was his mother, Ning Yao.

But he could smell a chilling aura emanating from the other person, along with a faint scent of rust.

Is Mommy hurt? How could she be hurt? Did someone bully her?

Realizing this, Wen Aixiu pursed his lips with some worry. He dared not open his eyes, fearing that Ning Yao would discover that he was not asleep yet.

"My sweet baby, Mommy loves you." Ning Yao moved closer to Wen Aixiu, gently rubbing her nose against his, and whispered these words.

That short sentence touched Wen Aixiu's heart.

He suddenly felt a sense of happiness, as if he had tasted a delicious dessert. He realized that this was what it felt like to be loved by his mother.

After confirming that the children were properly covered with blankets and that no little arms or legs were exposed, Ning Yao finally returned to her room with peace of mind.

Sitting down at the dressing table, Ning Yao stared at her face in the mirror, turning her head left and right for a while before taking out a bottle of medicine from the drawer.

She poured the medicine into her palm, spread it out, and applied it to her face. In just two or three minutes, Ning Yao's face looked as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, revealing a pretty and charming face underneath, but it still looked somewhat unnatural.

This is not Ning Yao's original face, but her second human skin mask.

Then, she took out another bottle of medicine and washed off the second mask...

At this moment, the woman in the mirror had affection in her eyes and a beautiful curve at the corner of her lips.

This is Ning Yao's original appearance. At first glance, she is beautiful and gentle, but after looking at her for a while, it's as if her soul is being sucked away by those eyes. She is as beautiful as a fairy who does not belong to the mortal world.

Ning Yao, who is always vigilant, always makes two preparations. Who would have thought that there is another mask under the mask?

Clubhouse parking lot.

Lian Qiran claims to have made a major discovery, a secret about Ning Yao!

He shamelessly got into Wen Tingye's sports car, and the two went back to the villa together.

Half a bottle of red wine was lying in the decanter. Wen Tingye left the study and went to his daughter's bedroom. He held his daughter and coaxed her for a while until she fell asleep. Only then did he return to the study. As he entered, he glanced at Lian Qiran with indifferent eyes.

Only after finally drinking Wen Tingye's private collection of red wine did Lian Qiran mysteriously hold up her glass and lean close to him, saying, "You know what? Today I heard the man who was with the Yang family's heiress say that Ning Yao is wearing a mask. The mask is made of very good material; it's oil-proof, sweat-proof, and waterproof, and it can't be easily removed."

"So the woman you've set your sights on, the one you want to be your little wife, has two faces!"

"Why do you think she would disguise herself? Is it because she's shockingly ugly, or does she have some unspeakable secret?"

"She's still your business partner. I advise you to be careful and send someone to investigate this Miss Ning as soon as possible. Don't lose your business and get your feelings deceived in your first relationship."

Wen Tingye remained calm and composed, seemingly unconcerned about this earth-shattering secret. He poured himself a glass of red wine, casually walked to the French windows, and leisurely admired the scenery outside.

Seeing that Wen Tingye showed no surprise at all, Lian Qiran felt somewhat frustrated. He followed along unwillingly, frowning and asking curiously, "Hey, you didn't already know, did you? When did you find out? Such a fun thing, and you didn't even tell me. Do you still consider me your brother?"

Wen Tingye sipped his red wine with narrowed eyes, not intending to pay any attention to Lian Qiran, who was constantly nagging beside him.

Wearing a human skin mask, he is an American of Chinese descent, a company project manager, an antique appraisal expert, and someone who loves to risk his life.

Ah, what an interesting woman.