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

Chapter 161 Which arm, left hand or right hand?

Ning Yao picked up her child and went home. She was so tired that she fell asleep in the back seat of the car.

In the past, Ning Yao could play for days and nights without feeling tired, but she has been feeling tired for the past two days, perhaps because she has been too busy.

Ai Xiu and Bao Ying's two children were very sensible. Seeing that their mother had fallen asleep, they stopped talking and kept their two big, dark eyes fixed on the boy sitting in the front passenger seat, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Seemingly noticing the two children behind her staring at her, Ning turned around and met their gaze, her cold face softening slightly.

The car pulled up in front of the villa, and the children gently woke Ning Yao.

Ning Yao opened her eyes groggily, and moved her neck and shoulders with a sleepy expression.

There was a person standing outside the car window in front of me. He was originally facing away from the front of the car, so I could only see his profile and couldn't make out his face.

After the car came to a stop, the person turned around, and Ning Yao was able to see who it was.

Ning Yao pushed open the car door and walked up to the person. Her expression was calm, and her fox-like eyes were still misty with lazy tears. She blinked a few times without making a sound, hiding the tears.

"Dr. Hu, what brings you here?" Ning Yao greeted Hu Mingyu with a smile, her tone still gentle, but with a hint of distance.

Upon seeing Hu Mingyu, Ning Moran frowned in displeasure but didn't say anything. She stepped forward and stood beside her mother.

He was a few centimeters taller than Hu Mingyu, and he habitually had a cold expression, so people wouldn't think he was a high school student.

"Would it be convenient for me to come inside and talk to you alone for a bit?" Hu Mingyu wasn't sure how much Ning Yao knew, but she was now the only one who could save Lian Jiaorui.

Old Madam Wen will not forgive Lian Jiaorui, but if Ning Yao is willing to speak well of Lian Jiaorui, things may take a turn for the better.

"It's not convenient. Let's talk here." Before Ning Yao could nod, Ning Moran replied to Hu Mingyu in a cold voice. His eyes were icy, and when he looked at Hu Mingyu, he showed almost undisguised dissatisfaction and hostility.

Ning Yao swallowed the word "convenient" back. She wanted to see what Hu Mingyu would say to her. There was nothing wrong with going in and sitting down to talk, but since her son didn't like it, she didn't need to be too polite to Hu Mingyu.

"Okay, let's talk here. I'm a bit busy, so please get to the point." Ning Yao smiled and looked at Hu Mingyu, signaling him to get down to business.

"As for the matter concerning the old lady of the Wen family, Miss Lian only acted impulsively and went to extremes, and she regretted it afterwards."

"She likes Wen Tingye too much and can't let him go, but Wen Tingye clearly likes you more, Miss Ning..."

Hu Mingyu paused here, a bitter feeling rising in his throat, stuck in his throat, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Miss Lian has been pampered since childhood and has had everything she wants. She finds it hard to accept the fact that the man she likes doesn’t like her back. She kidnapped the old lady not to hurt her, but to take this opportunity to show herself. She just wants to gain recognition and find a chance to become a daughter-in-law in the Wen family. She is not a bad person at heart.”

Ning Yao's brows furrowed more and more as she listened. What did Hu Mingyu mean by this?

He traveled all the way to her doorstep, not to apologize or repent, but to plead for Lian Jiaorui.

She didn't think Lian Jiaorui was innocent, nor did she think that the other party wanted to kill her and the old lady on a whim.

If it weren't for her skills, she probably would have already killed Lian Jiaorui, and might even have been branded as a kidnapper and murderer for life.

Even at her advanced age, Madam Wen was kidnapped, threatened, and poisoned, almost unable to enjoy her later years, and died tragically in a dilapidated house in the suburbs.

"Dr. Hu, what is your status as Lian Jiaorui in pleading for me?" Ning Yao stared at Hu Mingyu, her voice cold and her eyes indifferent.

"I..." Hu Mingyu was stumped by Ning Yao's question and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Do you want me to forgive Lian Jiaorui, or do you want me to drop the charges against Lian Jiaorui for slandering me and framing me?"

"I would like to ask Miss Ning to go to the Wen family and say a few good words for Miss Lian in front of Old Madam Wen, and ask her to forgive Miss Lian."

"That's ridiculous. You mean you want me to plead for Lian Jiaorui, the woman who almost killed me?"

"Ha, why should I?" Ning Yao laughed angrily at Hu Mingyu's words. Her voice turned eight degrees colder, each word like an icy blade cutting into Hu Mingyu's pride.

“Miss Lian really didn’t mean it. Afterwards, she cried and begged me to treat the old lady. She didn’t know that the poison was incurable. She was very regretful. She almost knelt down and begged me to cure the old lady. She said she knew she was wrong.” The image of Lian Jiaorui’s fragile and helpless appearance flashed in his mind, like a lost little girl who desperately needed his help.

"The old lady was fine in the end, and you were fine too. Since everyone is alright, why do you have to force Miss Lian to her death?" Hu Mingyu spoke quickly, his eyes reddening, his fingers clenched into fists at his sides, veins bulging.

"Didn't she know there was no antidote when she poisoned him? If there was no antidote, why was she putting on this act of regret in front of you?"

"It's not that we're innocent, but that means Lian Jiaorui is innocent too. She's an adult and has to pay the price for her impulsive behavior."

Ning Yao's fox-like eyes were clear and bright, like the purest and most flawless jade in the world.

Hu Mingyu saw indifference and rationality in Ning Yao's eyes, something a sentimental person wouldn't have.

He originally thought Ning Yao was young and had a gentle temperament, so she should be easy to talk to, but he didn't expect her to be so hard-hearted.

"I saved you after all, so why don't you repay me by helping Miss Lian?" Hu Mingyu said, frowning.

"You saved me? If I may ask, when did you save me?" Ning Yao's lips curled up, with a hint of sarcasm.

"At the rooftop pool party at Miss Yang's club." Hu Mingyu knew it was rude of him to ask for something in return, but he really had no other choice; he had to save Lian Jiaorui.

Ning Yao narrowed her eyes in silence, as if she was recalling something.

"Oh, that time I was competing with someone on the electric sled, wasn't it Wen Tingye who saved me?" Ning Yao chuckled, staring intently at Hu Mingyu in front of her, her eyes full of amusement.

Hu Mingyu gritted his teeth and tried to hold on with Ning Yao, but his palms were sweating when he looked at her.

"Speaking of Wen Tingye... Dr. Hu, you helped Lian Jiaorui harm your brother's mother, which is a bit immoral, isn't it? How do you plan to explain this to Wen Tingye after he returns to China? And how will he treat you, his own brother?"

"Wen Tingye is known for his ruthless methods. Guess which arm he'll break first, your left? Your right?"

Upon hearing Ning Yao's words, Hu Mingyu's face turned deathly pale, and his breathing became heavy; he was clearly terrified.

Instead of wasting your time pleading for Lian Jiaorui here, you should go to the temple and offer some incense for yourself.

Ning Yao's tone became increasingly playful, and to Ning Moran, who was standing to the side, it seemed as if Ning Yao was toying with Hu Mingyu like a little hamster.