Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 401 - 400: The Ye Family and Xing Family Marry Into Each Other

Chapter 401: Chapter 400: The Ye Family and Xing Family Marry Into Each Other

In the afternoon, Xing Ling sat alone by Ye Sihan’s bedside, holding his hand with her head resting on her own arm, her eyes fixed on him.

The doctor said he would wake up, but they didn’t know which day it would be.

Xing Ling treated every day as if it were the day Ye Sihan would awaken, brimming with anticipation day by day, yet met with disappointment just as often.

But she wouldn’t give up.

Staring at him until her eyes grew sore and sleepiness overcame her, she fell asleep with her love for Ye Sihan enveloping her.

After she fell asleep, the hand she was gripping twitched slightly.

Xing Ling was deep in sleep, completely unaware of it.

Ye Sihan, lying down, slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed for a moment, seemingly pained with furrowed brows as if his mind was overwhelmed.

He was about to move his hand but then felt another soft one.

Ye Sihan turned his face and his eyes fell on the sleeping Xing Ling.

The moment he saw her, his dark pupils shook and then turned reddish.

His trembling hand gently grasped the small hand in his palm, afraid to exert too much force for fear of hurting her.

Staring intently at Xing Ling, his eyes grew redder as if they were about to bleed.

He watched the sleeping face so close to him without blinking.

Raising his hand, his palm gently caressed Xing Ling’s face, feeling her warmth and realness.

"Mmm..." Xing Ling’s consciousness slowly cleared, and upon opening her eyes and seeing a hand touching her face, she was a bit stunned. Following the hand upward, she locked eyes with Ye Sihan’s reddened gaze. Startled, she abruptly sat up. "You... you’re awake? Don’t talk!"

Her hand slapped down on the call bell beside them.

The doctor came quickly and examined Ye Sihan.

Standing to one side, Xing Ling watched the doctor’s movements and expressions nervously, not noticing that Ye Sihan’s gaze was fixed on her the whole time.

"How is it? Is he awake now? Is everything alright?" Seeing the doctor remove the stethoscope, she hastily asked.

"Yes, Mr. Ye has made a good recovery. As long as he stays awake, we can observe for another 24 hours, and if there are no issues, he can be discharged." The heavy stone that weighed on the doctor’s chest could finally be put down.

Ye Sihan had been lying unresponsive on the hospital bed, causing concern from the director to the cleaners—who wouldn’t be anxious?

The sooner he is discharged, the better!

After the doctor left, Xing Ling finally met Ye Sihan’s gaze and found that he was looking at her with an intense and profound focus.

Was he looking at her, or was he seeing Tang Yu?

She had been so worried about Ye Sihan it nearly killed her, but now, hearing the doctor say he was fine and thinking about what Ye Sihan had said to her brother, her emotions surfaced again.

"Why don’t you come over?" Ye Sihan’s voice was low and gentle, with a seductively hoarse quality, as he lay back on the pillow watching her.

"Why should I go there? I’m here entirely because you saved me, and I’m very grateful. The doctor said you’re okay now, and you can be discharged tomorrow." Xing Ling turned her face away, not looking at him.

It seemed that one more glance at those profound black eyes would endanger her.

"I need you," Ye Sihan said.

"I’ll call a nurse for you..." Xing Ling spoke as she walked toward the door, her hand barely touching the doorknob when she heard Ye Sihan’s groan, which frightened her into quickly turning around.

Ye Sihan was holding his forehead with one hand, pain etching his features.

"Ye Sihan!" Xing Ling rushed forward, "What’s wrong with you? Is your head hurting again? I’ll call the doctor..."

Before she could finish, she found herself enveloped in an embrace as if caught in a cage.

When Xing Ling came to her senses and tried to struggle, a hoarse voice came down, "Let me hold you, don’t move."

Xing Ling’s whole body tightly pressed against Ye Sihan’s chest.

It seemed as if with a bit more force, Ye Sihan might embed her into himself.

And Ye Sihan wasn’t just holding her as if he had regained something precious; his lips also found her forehead, her eyes, her nose, and finally her lips—

"Mmm..." Xing Ling shifted.

But being held as if she were tied, she couldn’t move at all.

She didn’t dare to struggle too violently, worried that it might cause Ye Sihan, who had just awakened, to become unconscious again.

After all, the doctor had mentioned he had a concussion.

Ye Sihan’s kisses were not deepened, but instead possessive and tender, devoid of desire but filled with blatant emotion.

Leaving her lips, his kisses landed on her faintly blushing face.

Xing Ling’s heartbeat accelerated, her heart feeling as if it would jump out of her chest.

What is Ye Sihan doing?

He seemed to hold her and kiss her as if she were a treasure.

Could it be that he had some other motive for treating her this way?

He knew full well that she liked him, and to use this method was downright despicable...

"Don’t do this..." Xing Ling’s face turned away from Ye Sihan’s lips, her breathing short, "Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it, including helping you recover your memory, just stop... doing this to me."

Ye Sihan looked down at the person in his embrace, his voice raspy, "I just want to hold you, considering I nearly died." You would no longer be here to see.

When Xing Ling heard him say this, even though she couldn’t understand the connection between the two, the memory of the harrowing scene in the apartment softened her heart momentarily.

Ye Sihan was injured because of her.

If it weren’t for him, she would already be on her way to reincarnation by now.

There was a knock at the door, and just as it was pushed open and Xiao Yu was about to enter, he was startled by the scene inside.

His joy had not fully shown when it was waved off by Ye Sihan.

Xiao Yu understood, nodded respectfully, and gently closed the door.

"Did someone knock just now?" Xing Ling asked uneasily.

"No."

"Can you let me go?"

Instead of letting go, Ye Sihan lifted her whole body onto the bed and sat her on his lap.

He then turned to the side, engulfing her in his embrace.

Xing Ling’s mouth opened, but she was too stunned to make a sound.

She didn’t know how to react any longer.

It seemed that lying in his arms like this, being held, caused her heart to throb uncontrollably.

Xing Ling, who hadn’t slept well to begin with, was overtaken by drowsiness thanks to the comfortable embrace and soon fell asleep.

Ye Sihan watched the person in his arms with dark, greedy eyes.

He remembered everything.

The memories belonging to Tang Yu that he had lost flooded his mind the moment he regained consciousness.

It was such a shock that his head throbbed with pain and his eyes reddened.

Tang Yu wasn’t dead; she had been saved by the Xing Family.

Ye Sihan couldn’t describe the mix of ecstatic joy and cautiousness he felt at having regained what he had lost.

He only wanted to hold her like this forever, never letting her out of his sight.

The once desolate and wounded heart felt full and healed.

Xing Yanjie didn’t knock when he came in, he simply opened the door.

As soon as he saw the scene on the hospital bed, he stepped forward.

Seeing Ye Sihan awake and locking eyes with him, Xing Yanjie’s face twitched.

Xiao Yu had called him to say that Ye Sihan was awake.

Awake, so what? Does that mean he can just hold his little sister like this?

As if he - her brother - didn’t exist?

Xing Yanjie thought for a moment and wondered if his foolish sister had climbed onto the bed by herself.

Considering her absentminded and eager demeanor every day, it was highly possible!

Glancing at Xing Ling’s even breathing, he didn’t speak to avoid disturbing her and took a seat in the chair by the window.

Xing Ling didn’t know how long she slept but she stirred with signs of waking up.

Anyway, she had slept very comfortably.

It was as if she had been in the most suitable and secure sleeping position for her.

"Mmm..." Xing Ling opened her eyes and met his penetrating gaze, her mind unable to process for a moment. "You’re awake?"

"Yes, I’m awake," Ye Sihan answered her.

Xing Ling finally realized what was happening and her face turned uneasy. She struggled to escape from his embrace, and when she turned and saw the man sitting on the sofa by the window, she instinctively recoiled in shock.

Ye Sihan wrapped his arms around her waist, his breath hot and fast, "Don’t be afraid, he’s been here for a while."

Xing Ling felt embarrassed, and the thought of her second brother having seen her sleeping in Ye Sihan’s arms made her want to crawl into a hole and hide.

"Second brother." Xing Ling quickly got off the bed and moved away from Ye Sihan.

"You sure can sleep! It’s already dark out!" Xing Yanjie said with irritation.

Xing Ling glared at Xing Yanjie, annoyed and embarrassed, and hurriedly left the room.

She thought, I have unspeakable woes!

Can I be blamed? It was Ye Sihan who forced this, alright?

Ye Sihan watched the door close and then retracted his gaze, "What do you think about a marriage alliance between the Ye and Xing families?"

Xing Yanjie, who was about to take a drink, nearly spat it out and looked at Ye Sihan as if he had seen a ghost, "What’s going on?"

"Let’s just call it... Adversity reveals true feelings."

"Hold on a second!" Xing Yanjie stood up, walked to the bed, and looked earnestly at Ye Sihan, not as if he were joking, "Are you serious? You’ve lost your memory, Ling has lost hers, are you sure you can get married?"

He didn’t even know what had happened to Tang Yu, how could they be so hasty?

"She is Tang Yu and also the mother of the quadruplets, it’s only right," Ye Sihan looked at him, "I’ve told you before, I have feelings for her."

Ye Sihan didn’t want to talk about regaining his memory.

Once he did, Xing Yanjie would surely ask about what happened in the past.

And that was a pain in Ye Sihan’s heart that he did not want to revisit.

"What if the part of your memory that’s lost doesn’t have feelings for Tang Yu?" Xing Yanjie asked.