Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 393 - 392: Unrecognizable

Chapter 393: Chapter 392: Unrecognizable

Once home, Xing Yanjie set a curfew on her, "Without my permission, don’t even think about going out."

"Second Brother, are you planning to keep me locked up? I’m just in a relationship, is it necessary?"

"Ye Sihan said you’re his girlfriend?"

Xing Ling was left speechless.

Xing Yanjie’s anger flared even more, "What on earth are you thinking in that head of yours?"

Head bowed and fuming, Xing Ling turned and went back to her room, slamming the door behind her.

She flopped onto the pillow face-first.

How was she supposed to know what to think? She just fell head over heels anyway.

Ye Sihan hadn’t said she was his girlfriend, but at the very least, he also said he wouldn’t touch any other women!

Xing Ling had never been in a relationship; she didn’t know if this was right or wrong.

But judging by her second brother’s reaction, she seemed to have done something she shouldn’t have.

Maybe her second brother was right to be worried, but she really liked Ye Sihan a lot!

She had never been so moved by any man before.

Every time he touched her, even if it was just a kiss, she felt like she was going to faint.

After being confronted by her second brother, Xing Ling inevitably began to worry.

By the time Xing Yanjie entered the room, Xing Ling had already fallen asleep on the bed.

She hadn’t even taken off her shoes.

Xing Yanjie bent down to help her take off the shoes, lifted her legs onto the bed, and draped a corner of the quilt over her stomach.

Looking at the deeply sleeping Xing Ling, he felt helpless, "What a silly girl."

Xing Yaolin hadn’t left the house all day, and Xing Ling also stayed in her room, curled up in bed to recuperate.

She could hear her second brother making calls from time to time outside.

All about business matters.

Clutching her phone, Xing Ling texted Ye Sihan: I’m back at the apartment, I can’t get out, I can’t pick up the kid anymore. My second brother found out about us, and he’s very angry!

She thought she wouldn’t get a reply, but to her surprise, her phone buzzed with a message.

Ye Sihan: Hmm.

Just this one "hmm" made the corners of Xing Ling’s mouth twitch upward uncontrollably. She wanted to keep texting him, but she didn’t know what else to say, so she just stared at that single word and giggled like a fool.

Now she felt just like a child who had been caught by her parents in a puppy love affair, yet she couldn’t help but yearn for him.

At the sound of the door opening, Xing Ling was so startled that she quickly stuffed her phone under the pillow, looking innocently at the grim-faced Xing Yanjie.

"The phone."

"What for?" Xing Ling immediately guarded it.

But she was no match for Xing Yanjie, and her phone was snatched away, taken from her.

Sitting on the bed, Xing Ling beat the pillow in frustration.

"Second Brother, are you some kind of fascist?"

Xing Yanjie opened the door, "Say that one more time?"

Xing Ling pouted, her cheeks puffed up.

As soon as the door was shut, she flopped back on the bed in despair.

The next day Xing Yanjie had to go out and warned Xing Ling before leaving, "If I find out you ran off, be careful or I’ll break your legs."

"Then give me my phone back."

"Don’t even think about it," Xing Yanjie said and then he left.

Xing Ling swung her fists in the air in anger and suddenly twisted her still-recovering waist, grimacing as she flopped onto the couch.

Forget it, if she couldn’t see him then so be it, she was quite tired anyway.

Having been exhausted by Ye Sihan all night, she might as well take it as a rest.

In the afternoon when Xing Yanjie returned, seeing her sitting on the sofa watching a movie, he asked, "Didn’t go out?"

"Dared not to."

"You can go out if you want." Xing Yanjie sat down beside her, handing her a small cake he had brought for her to eat.

As Xing Ling unwrapped the cake, she asked, "Do I need to agree to some kind of condition?"

"Stop liking Ye Sihan."

The desire to eat the cake left Xing Ling, and she didn’t unwrap it any further, curling up on the couch, "Is liking someone something I can control?"

"Why can’t you? Cut your losses in time while you haven’t fallen too deeply."

"I have already fallen deeply."

"..." Xing Yanjie took a deep breath, pleas as from a well-meaning elder, "There are so many good men in the world, why does it have to be him?"

"What can I do when I’ve already encountered him?"

"Later, that director friend is coming over for dinner. Join us."

"What??" Xing Ling’s voice rose sharply.

"What are you doing? Just having dinner!"

"Really just having dinner?"

"If you two hit it off, even better!"

Xing Ling bit her lip, she asked herself, could it be possible?

To make her elder brother give up hope, she didn’t refuse.

That evening, the director named Han Shuo arrived.

Seeing Xing Ling, he enthusiastically gave her a big hug and even kissed her on the cheek, "Ling, long time no see, you’re getting prettier."

Xing Ling suddenly realized she no longer liked this flirting style that she used to enjoy.

It lacked mystery.

Ye Sihan was more charming.

Xing Yanjie had reserved a high-end restaurant.

After ordering the dishes, Xing Yanjie got a phone call saying he had to deal with something and left Han Shuo in Xing Ling’s care.

Watching her elder brother walk away while on the phone, Xing Ling muttered to herself, was this intentional?

"Ling, what have you been doing back in the country?" Han Shuo asked.

"Finished shooting the last drama, staying here to keep my elder brother company."

"I just finished up yesterday and gave myself a break," Han Shuo said. "I’m not familiar with the area here, can you show me around after dinner?"

"Sure," Xing Ling agreed.

How could she refuse?

Although she no longer had romantic feelings for Han Shuo, they were still friends!

Han Shuo had a good image, handsome, and was a gentleman with a good sense of humor.

The dinner was anything but awkward.

Xing Ling thought, if it weren’t for Ye Sihan, she would definitely be charmed to death by Han Shuo.

Dusk fell and the lights began to glow.

Xing Ling took Han Shuo to the busiest streets for a walk.

There was still a sizable crowd at night.

Walking ahead, Xing Ling didn’t notice the person coming straight toward her.

Han Shuo timely wrapped his arm around her shoulder and guided her towards himself.

Xing Ling leaned into his embrace, quickly stood up straight, and smiled embarrassingly, "Thanks."

"What’s this?" Han Shuo’s hand reached toward her ear.

"What..." Before Xing Ling could react, she saw a fiery red rose appear in Han Shuo’s hand as if by magic.

"For you."

Xing Ling smiled, "Thank you."

Han Shuo tenderly looked at her, raising his hand gently to stroke the top of her hair.

They looked just like a couple.

Across the street, a black Rolls-Royce was parked.

Ye Sihan sat in the back seat, his gaze piercing through the window, coldly falling upon the two people.

Xing Ling and Han Shuo continued to stroll forward, when suddenly a woman from behind collided into Han Shuo’s back, spilling her milk tea all over him.

"Hey, are you blind or what? My milk tea is all over the place!" The woman, far from apologizing, was the first to complain.

Han Shuo reacted as if he had seen a ghost, "I definitely don’t have eyes in the back of my head!"

"So you think you’re in the right? A big man bullying a weak woman, how ridiculous!" The woman’s voice was loud, instantly drawing a crowd.

Xing Ling was a bit speechless, it was clearly this woman who had collided into them.

Could she be trying to scam them?

Just as she was about to speak, a hand suddenly covered her mouth and nose from behind—

"Mmph!" Xing Ling’s eyes widened in alarm, and she reached out to grab Han Shuo, who was facing her back, but her body was being constrained and dragged away from the crowd.

The onlookers were all watching the excitement, not noticing that someone was being taken hostage.

Han Shuo, preoccupied with the woman, hadn’t noticed either.

By the time he turned around, Xing Ling was nowhere to be found.

Xing Ling felt the man’s strength was overpowering; she couldn’t struggle at all.

No way, she was being kidnapped? Right in broad daylight?

Just as she was thinking this, her body was suddenly lifted into the air.

Xing Ling, with her mouth now free, was about to call for help when she saw who her abductor was. Her mouth hung open, speechless.

Her wide eyes blinked twice.

"Don’t recognize me?" Ye Sihan took Xing Ling into the car, and the car door closed.