Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 362: Why Haven’t You Been Home for So Long

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Why Haven’t You Been Home for So Long

Xing Ling was puzzled, "Pick me up? Why?"

"I’m just following orders," the bodyguard said.

Xing Ling’s mouth twitched. So that means I must go with you, huh?

The director came over and pushed her, "Go on, go on!"

"Director, I still have filming this afternoon," Xing Ling didn’t want to go. What possible intersection could there be that necessitated a meeting with Ye Sihan?

"It’s fine, there’s no shooting," the director said generously.

Xing Ling was speechless, "Director, you’ve changed."

Eventually, under the witness of the entire crew, she boarded the helicopter, her assistant looking on helplessly from a distance.

Xing Ling had instructed the director and her assistant not to mention this to her second brother.

Fearing her ears would develop calluses from his complaints.

Sitting in the helicopter, Xing Ling looked down at the natural mountain ranges below; they were really high, truly spectacular, even higher than a building, making people seem tinier and tinier.

All the way there, Xing Ling speculated about what Ye Sihan needed that required a helicopter to bring her back.

The helicopter was indeed fast.

In about ten minutes, they were flying above the city, over the most bustling area.

Then they landed on the rooftop of a skyscraper.

Xing Ling followed the bodyguard out of the helicopter and into the elevator going down.

Everything felt unfamiliar.

She occasionally glanced at the two bodyguards beside her, wanting to ask something but held back.

She felt they wouldn’t say anything, just following orders.

She would need to see Ye Sihan to find out.

Even if she didn’t want to come, the director wouldn’t let her leave, and she believed these two bodyguards would even knock her out and carry her in front of Ye Sihan if necessary.

Stepping out of the elevator, she walked along the long corridor and saw Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu led her to the door of an office and knocked.

Upon hearing a deep voice inside, Xiao Yu pushed the door open, "Go in! Mr. Ye is currently busy, wait for him inside."

"Do you know what this is about?" Xing Ling felt unsure.

She didn’t really want to be alone with Ye Sihan.

"Don’t worry, it’s not a bad thing," Xiao Yu said.

"A good thing?"

Xiao Yu just smiled and remained silent.

Xing Ling entered the office, the door closing behind her, feeling the tense sensation of falling into a den of witches.

The office was spacious and made her sigh, simple yet exuding understated luxury and an authoritative air that brooked no insolence.

Xing Ling didn’t dare to look around; she sat down on the couch.

Waiting for Ye Sihan to arrive.

Before long, there was a knock on the office door.

Thinking it was Ye Sihan, she quickly stood up.

But the person who entered was a woman in professional attire, carrying coffee.

When Yi Die saw Xing Ling’s face, the coffee in her hand tilted and spilled on the floor, splattering everywhere.

Xing Ling hurried forward, "Are you okay?"

Yi Die stood there motionless, staring at Xing Ling as if shocked, "You... you..." she couldn’t utter another word for a long time.

Xing Ling looked at her puzzled, "Do you know me?"

Yi Die’s mind was in chaos.

Xiao Yu had asked her to come in to make coffee, without mentioning for whom, so she thought it was just like any other day at work.

She hadn’t expected to see Tang Yu’s face.

Wasn’t she dead? Didn’t she jump into the sea? How could this be?

Xing Ling found the person before her very strange, and it was rude to stare at someone like this! Ah!

She really wanted to ask, how long will you keep staring at me?

Are you going to clean up this mess on the floor or are you expecting me to do it?

The footsteps of leather shoes on the floor were steady and carried an oppressive force, approaching from afar.

A tall figure appeared.

This brought Yi Die back from her shock; she turned and pulled the door wide, "Mr. Ye, I accidentally spilled the coffee. I’ll clean it up right away."

Ye Sihan didn’t even glance at her, only looking at Xing Ling as he entered the office.

Xing Ling moved away from the office door and went further inside.

Yi Die hurriedly packed up while keeping an eye on the movements inside.

Ye Sihan picked up his suit jacket and put it on, then turned and said, "Let’s go."

Xing Ling followed, puzzled as she left the office.

Yi Die no longer cared about the mess on the floor; her mind was stuck on the question "Is this person really Tang Yu?"

If it was not Tang Yu, then why did her face look exactly like Tang Yu’s?

Entering the elevator, Xing Ling couldn’t help herself and asked, "Where are we going? Mr. Ye, what do you need me for?"

"Picking up a child."

Xing Ling was stunned for a full minute before asking, "...Picking up a child? What does that have to do with me?"

As she finished asking, she saw Ye Sihan turn his face toward her, his black eyes cold as if edged with ice, making her instinctively step back, pressing her back against the elevator wall to avoid his terrifying gaze.

She cursed inwardly, wondering what kind of bad luck she’d encountered to meet such a nutcase.

Afterward, Xing Ling simply played mute, not saying a word.

She felt there was a generation gap between herself and Ye Sihan—as deep as the Mariana Trench.

She waited to see what he would do next.

Twenty minutes later, she found herself standing at the entrance of the Beijing Institute, looking left and right, seeing no one else but the school security.

Piecing together what Ye Sihan had said about ’picking up a child’ in the elevator, she guessed that if she wasn’t wrong, this was about taking her along to pick up the quadruplets?

No, had Ye Sihan made a mistake? Why her?

At the entrance, she saw no other parents, which was odd because usually at this time for picking up children there would be many parents around.

It must be a green channel privilege of the school.

Indeed, people with power and influence enjoyed the very best.

One couldn’t help but admire the quadruplets—they knew how to be born into the right family!

"If it weren’t for the kids making too much trouble, I wouldn’t have allowed you to see each other," a low and indifferent voice came from behind her.

Xing Ling turned around, frowning in confusion, then asked, "Why don’t you let the quadruplets’ mother come with you to pick them up?"

Ye Sihan withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

Xing Ling pursed her lips in speechlessness; he had stopped speaking again.

As she turned around, she saw the quadruplets emerge from the door.

The quadruplets had thought about their mother coming to pick them up all afternoon.

As they reached the door, they indeed saw their mother.

Excited to the point of flying—

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

Although Xibao was the slowest runner, he still successfully ran into his mother’s arms!

Xing Ling was pushed back two steps by the impact, staring blankly at Mengbao, who was excited, blinking for a long moment.

Why did she feel this scene was familiar?

Was she often tackled by kids?

Coming back to her senses, she tried to speak, "I’m not your..." but before she could finish, she was interrupted by Ye Sihan’s voice from behind—

"Get in the car."

"Mommy, let’s get in the car!"

"Let’s go home together!"

Xing Ling, unable to resist Ye Sihan’s assertiveness and the quadruplets’ enthusiasm, was ushered into the car just like that.

Once in the car, she became the center of the quadruplets’ attention, treated like the star in their midst.

They called her "Mommy" this, "Mommy" that, grabbing one of her arms each, one behind her back, and one at her chest.

"Mommy, where did you go? Why haven’t you come home for so long?" Junjun’s questioning carried a note of resentment.

"We looked everywhere for you."

"We missed you so much, we even dreamed of you!"

"..." Although Xibao didn’t speak, just the fact that she buried herself in her mother’s chest, her little hands tightly clutching the fabric, showed how much she didn’t want her mother to leave.

Xing Ling couldn’t answer their questions, her mind just then realizing the core of the problem.

The quadruplets’ mother... had been gone for a long time.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t keep asking, "Where did Mommy go, why isn’t she coming home?"

She glanced at Ye Sihan opposite her, meeting his unfathomable and cold eyes, and she felt a slight chill in her heart.

There were rumors that Ye Sihan had a wife and children, but in reality, the wife had left a long time ago?