Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 320: Go and bring the child back

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Go and bring the child back

The nurse wisely stood up and left.

The vacant spot was then taken by Ye Sihan.

He wrapped the last layer of gauze around his wrist, his deep voice oppressive, "How many times has it been now?"

In the past, Tang Yu might have argued a bit, but now, she had absolutely no energy to refute.

It was as if it was none of her business anymore.

After finishing with the gauze, Ye Sihan looked up at her, his black eyes sharp and dark, "Do you really want me to get angry? You won’t be able to bear it."

Tang Yu kept her head down, remaining motionless, not even her gaze changing.

A destructive urge rose in Ye Sihan’s heart, but in the end, he suppressed his rage and said, "You’re being discharged today, and from now on, you will live at Ye Mansion."

This time, Tang Yu was not indifferent; she seemed like a toy suddenly switched on.

Not only did she move, but she also stood up in panic and retreated defensively, "I don’t want to live at Ye Mansion! I don’t want to! I don’t want to!!" She grabbed the glass on the bedside table and hurled it forcefully at Ye Sihan.

Ye Sihan sidestepped slightly, and the glass brushed past him, shattering as it hit the ground.

His expression instantly turned exceedingly cold.

And Tang Yu kept resisting uncontrollably, "I won’t live there, I won’t go back with you! I won’t go anywhere..."

Tears fell, her expression scared.

As if she were facing a terrifying ordeal.

Her fingers reached for the newly bandaged wrist, tearing off the gauze, about to scratch the wound beneath when Ye Sihan’s expression hardened, and he stepped forward, grabbing her flailing hand, "Don’t move!"

"I don’t want to go back... don’t want to..." Tang Yu continued to shake her head in panic.

Seeing her like this, Ye Sihan felt his heart sink to the darkest depths of the abyss, his breathing rough and unsteady.

Meng Jilin appeared at the door, suggesting, "She’s showing signs of depression. Don’t push her anymore. Let her stay in the hospital. Wait until she is fully recovered to be discharged."

Ye Sihan’s facial features hardened with coldness, "Who let you in? Get out!"

Meng Jilin didn’t say anything else and left, closing the door behind him.

Ye Sihan pulled Tang Yu into his arms, his dark eyes bearing down on her, "The child has been found."

Tang Yu paused for a long time, looking at him, her lips trembling, "You... found him?"

"Once you’ve recovered, you’ll be able to see them."

"Where did you find them? Are they... alright?" Tang Yu’s eyes brimmed with tears, and as soon as Ye Sihan said they were safe and sound, tears overflowed from her eyes.

Her body sank weakly.

She was lifted up by Ye Sihan in a princess carry and placed on the bed.

His strong body covered her, enveloping her in his shadow, "So, be a little more obedient for me."

Just as he was about to rise, his collar was grasped by that slender white hand, Tang Yu’s tears trembling, her voice sorrowful, "You... you’re not lying to me, right? They really... came back?"

"Hmm."

The hand that held his collar let go, and the worries built up over many days could finally be set aside.

She closed her eyes, curled up, her shoulders trembling finely.

After Tang Yu fell asleep, Ye Sihan left the hospital.

Even though Ye Sihan had left, the bodyguard at the door of the ward stayed behind.

Only doctors and nurses could come and go.

He returned to KING Corporation.

Ye Sihan sat alone behind the desk in his office, only the light near the door was on, the inside appeared dim, revealing only the silhouette of the office interior.

And a shadow deeper than the night.

Xiao Yu walked up to the office door, puzzled why it wasn’t lit inside?

Wasn’t Mr. Ye already back?

When he entered and turned on the light, he saw Ye Sihan sitting motionless behind the desk, his behavior strangely still.

"Mr. Ye, are you alright?"

Ye Sihan’s black eyes narrowed slightly, his face emotionless, "Do you think I love Tang Yu?"

Xiao Yu didn’t expect to be asked this question, "This... Mr. Ye would know better, right? In terms of feelings..."

"The onlooker sees most of the game." Ye Sihan’s dark eyes lifted, somber and sharp.

"...She doesn’t love her, I guess. If he did, Mr. Ye wouldn’t have hidden the child away," Xiao Yu said.

"That’s correct," Ye Sihan seemed to be persuaded.

No matter how heavy and uncomfortable his heart felt at this moment, the answer from others was the correct one.

Everything was sufficient to prove the fact that he didn’t love Tang Yu.

Even his occasional compromises or the affection he showed Tang Yu were merely his way of treating her like a plaything; there was no such thing as love involved.

It was something he would never have in this lifetime.

Even if he did, he would have the heart to strangle it.

"Go and bring the child back," Ye Sihan instructed.

"Yes," Xiao Yu thought to himself, if you don’t bring them back soon, I’ll probably be the first one to go crazy.

Because the child had always been hidden in his apartment!

At first, the child was quite excited about staying at his place.

But after two days, they started to miss daddy and mommy.

When they couldn’t be consoled any longer, Mr. Ye would appear.

That’s how they had managed until now, nearly reaching the limit.

These last few days, Tang Yu stayed in the hospital, taking medication to treat pneumonia; the main concern was the wound on her wrist.

They watched her all the time to prevent her from scratching open the wound again.

Fortunately, she was quiet and did not make any more attempts at self-harm.

Ye Sihan stood at the hospital room’s window for a long time, and for as long as he did, Tang Yu was in a daze.

When he pushed the door open and entered, Tang Yu still did not move.

It was as if no one entering could disturb her world.

"Do you want to see the child?"

Tang Yu slowly turned her face, lifting her eyes to meet Ye Sihan’s, before looking down again.

She seemed somewhat flustered, reaching to tidy her hair and collar, even pulling her sleeves to hide her wounds deeper.

"Wait a little longer, I’m still feeling a bit unwell..." Tang Yu was saying, her chin lifted, confronting Ye Sihan’s sharp visage.

"What feels uncomfortable?"

Tang Yu’s lips moved, and after three seconds, she said, "It might scare them..."

Ye Sihan grabbed her increasingly slender wrist, his fingertips brushing over the scabbed wound.

Tang Yu’s entire arm trembled, not from pain, but from shock.

"You’re not allowed to hurt yourself again," Ye Sihan’s dark eyes were inches away, staring intensely at her face, eyes, and lips.

Tang Yu nodded, trying to turn her face away.

But the hand pinning her chin didn’t let go, and the shadow in front of her grew closer, dangerous lips pressing forward—

"Ah!" Realizing something, Tang Yu retreated in panic, curling up at the head of the bed, her whole body coiling into a ball, too afraid to look at Ye Sihan, muttering, "Don’t... please don’t..."

Ye Sihan’s face was shadowed, a fierce look in his eyes.

If he wanted to force himself, he could easily get what he desired, and even more.

Only the irritation inside him made him lose interest.

He stood up to make a phone call for someone to bring lunch over.

Since Tang Yu had been admitted, all her meals were prepared in the Ye Mansion and sent to her three times a day.

She was obedient, eating whenever there was food, without making a sound.

As long as... as long as Ye Sihan didn’t touch her.

Indeed, he didn’t touch her afterward, but he would appear unexpectedly in the hospital room daily, descending like the Devil himself, scaring her to the point her heart skipped a beat.

When the door of the hospital room was knocked, Tang Yu knew it wouldn’t be Ye Sihan, because he would never knock before entering.