Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 381: Don’t talk as if I’m going to die

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Don’t talk as if I’m going to die

Ye Sihan’s face was cold as he ate in silence without a word.

"Why are you not talking?" Xing Ling looked at his expression.

"We’ll talk later."

Xing Ling was thrilled and grabbed Ye Sihan’s hand, completely carried away, "You agreed? Did you agree?"

His large hand caught her small one and yanked it over—

"Ah!" Xing Ling was pulled right into Ye Sihan’s chest, their faces inches apart, making her breathing hitch and her heartbeat race.

"How many days?" Ye Sihan’s thin lips parted slightly, and his deep black eyes bore into her.

"...Three or four days." Xing Ling’s mind was muddled, on the verge of losing the ability to think.

She felt her buttocks tense, especially as the firm lines of his thighs were so distinct, scorching hot, as if they were going to melt her.

"Okay." Ye Sihan agreed. His hand lifted to pinch her chin, "Even if you leave, I can still find you."

Xing Ling stared at him blankly. Why did his words sound so passionately foolish? They made her heart pound erratically.

It was as if her mind had lost the ability to think.

Xing Ling leaned in voluntarily, kissing those thin lips.

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes were stunned for a moment, then filled with aggression, turning passivity into initiative.

He forcefully pried open her mouth, entangling her—

"Mm!" Xing Ling’s breathing became rapid, and she could not help but climb onto his broad shoulders, willingly enduring Ye Sihan’s intrusion, her face flushed and ears red.

The rough palm of his hand slipped under her clothes, gripping her slender waist.

The skin of her waist was burning hot, trembling slightly like willows in a breeze.

Only when she was about to suffocate did Xing Ling get released. She collapsed onto Ye Sihan’s chest, gasping for air, her pupils filled with tears about to spill over.

Her heart thumped uncontrollably.

As her mind slowly regained clarity, her heart began to regret kissing Ye Sihan.

Such initiative made her feel very wrong.

Was this really her?

Could she, an unmarried woman, actually do such a thing? Had she been hexed?

As she realized the terrible abnormality beneath her buttocks, Xing Ling stood up in a panic and sat back in her own seat, burying her head and eating the cream cake.

With her lips swollen from the kiss, the cake seemed to lose its taste.

She sneaked a glance at Ye Sihan, who was sipping soup in front of him.

Neither of them spoke, as if the atmosphere had become dangerously volatile due to the kiss.

Afterward, they returned to Ye Mansion.

Xing Yanjie had not yet returned, which showed how busy he must be with the branch company’s affairs.

Only the quadruplets ran out to greet her.

Seeing their mother, they were overjoyed and insisted on dragging her to play with the penguins.

Xing Ling also felt she should go to the Ice Castle for a while to clear her mind.

Would Ye Sihan think she was frivolous for initiating the kiss?

Xing Ling hadn’t expected to act like this, as if influenced by some uncontrollable emotion.

It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, not wanting to jump, but her body inclined toward the dangerous abyss.

The quadruplets were playing, and Xing Ling was lost in thought among them.

There was a click sound, and she turned to see Junjun holding a small camera.

Then there was another click directed at her face.

"I took a picture of Mommy!" Junjun was proud and happy.

"I want to take a picture of Mommy too!"

"I want to be with Mommy!"

Xibao said nothing and moved over, hugging her mother’s legs.

"Daddy! Let’s take a picture together!" Haohao raised his hand, hopping with excitement.

Xing Ling looked to the side, where Ye Sihan was silently watching them from a short distance.

Like a predator lying in wait, he observed their every move.

Wen, who was in the distance, came over and handed a down jacket to Xing Ling, "The temperature is low here, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Thank you," Xing Ling took it, but didn’t put it on.

"Why don’t you wear it?" Ye Sihan had already walked up to her.

His towering figure made Xing Ling feel oppressed, "Round and puffy don’t go well on camera."

The quadruplets had put on their warm clothes early, looking adorably plump, but what was she compared to them?

Zhengzheng immediately said, "Mom looks good no matter how she’s photographed!"

Uncle Wen came over and said, "Mr. Ye, how about I take a family photo for you all?"

Xing Ling was thinking there was no need for a family photo, and that Ye Sihan wouldn’t agree, but then she heard his deep voice, "Hmm."

Uncle Wen then happily picked up the camera, standing at an appropriate distance.

"Charge!" Except for Xibao who was already hugging mom’s leg, the other three boys ran towards their dad and mom.

The moment they pounced, Uncle Wen’s camera captured it.

Uncle Wen stepped forward and handed the camera to Xing Ling.

Yes, not to Ye Sihan, but to Xing Ling.

Xing Ling hesitantly took it and saw the photo captured in the camera.

The quadruplets, lively as they burst into the frame, all smiles. Junjun and Zhengzheng were next to dad, Xibao and Haohao next to mom.

The seemingly unsystematic chaos looked very natural and warm to the onlooker.

As if they were truly a family.

Xing Ling looked back at Ye Sihan, who was slightly behind her shoulder. Due to the angle, her body seemed to be pressed against his chest.

And Ye Sihan’s gaze was softly fixed... on her face.

Why was he looking at her instead of the camera...

Xing Ling’s heartbeat accelerated, the palpitations increasingly troubling her.

She awkwardly stuffed the camera back into Uncle Wen’s hands.

The quadruplets, not understanding why, all clamored to have a look.

Xing Ling didn’t dare meet Ye Sihan’s eyes, her heart pounding like a startled deer.

With regards to the look in Ye Sihan’s eyes in the photo, she couldn’t help but overthink; could it be that Ye Sihan liked her?

Was he really looking at her, or at Tang Yu? Was his doubt about her a reflection of his thoughts on Tang Yu?

Xing Ling spent the night tossing and turning, eventually catching a cold.

She huddled in bed, unwilling to get up.

The quadruplets went to their mother’s room only to learn that she was sick.

They called a doctor over to check, and her fever had risen to over 39 degrees.

Without a doubt, it was from last night’s chill at Ice Castle.

At that time, Xing Ling wanted to look good for the photos, so she didn’t wear a down jacket; by the time she couldn’t handle the cold and put it on, it was already too late.

Seeing their mom sick, the quadruplets didn’t want to go to school.

Xing Ling worried about infecting them and absolutely disagreed with them staying close to her, sternly saying, "Children can’t skip school. I’m fine, just need to get some IV fluids."

"Mom must listen to the doctor, get injections, take medicine, and can’t run around," Zhengzheng said.

"I know," Xing Ling couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The doctor didn’t say she couldn’t run around; it was clearly them not wanting her to, so they wouldn’t come back and not find her.

How could they be so adorable?

If she wasn’t sick, she’d really like to kiss them.

After sending the quadruplets off, Xing Yanjie hovered around her, reluctant to leave.

His phone rang one call after another.

"Second Brother, go handle your business. I have an even worse headache with you here," Xing Ling said weakly.

"How can I be in the mood to work when you’re like this?" Xing Yanjie didn’t even dare to tell his older brother that he had let his little sister get a fever!

"I’m getting my IV fluids, aren’t I? The doctor said the fever will go down after that. And there are servants to look after me, so what’s there to worry about?" Xing Ling said.

"Are you sure it’s nothing serious?"

"Don’t talk as if I’m about to die."

"Quick, spit it out, three times, hurry up!"

"Ptui, ptui, ptui..." Xing Ling waved her hand, "I’m going to sleep now."