Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 419 - 418: You’re Really Going Too Far

Chapter 419: Chapter 418: You’re Really Going Too Far

The car glided smoothly away on the wide asphalt road, and Xing Ling watched the streets rapidly retreat outside the window and asked, "What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Nowhere in particular."

"Since you have no preference, come with me to the company. Take a nap in my rest room."

Xing Ling had wanted to say no.

But feeling at fault, she really didn’t feel she had much ground to stand on.

Having had a child with another man and now unable to have children, it was like a double indictment!

She was even scared of Ye Sihan finding out. What would she do if he knew?

It was over...

As soon as they arrived at Ye Sihan’s office, Xing Ling went straight to the rest room with her head down.

She thought it best to just sleep! If she slept, she wouldn’t be so troubled!

Now she truly felt like a fraud!

She had just put on her pajamas in the cloakroom when Ye Sihan came in.

Embarrassed, Xing Ling lowered her head and asked, "Are you going to take a nap too?"

"Did you go to the hospital today?"

Xing Ling startled, "I...How did you know? Did my second brother tell you?"

"Mhm."

"What...What else did he say?"

"Everything."

Xing Yanjie, I’m going to kill you!

At the company, Xing Yanjie sneezed for no apparent reason. Who was cursing him?

"That...I’m sorry, I...I didn’t know..." Xing Ling was in such a panic she stammered.

Yet she heard a low and indulgent voice say, "It’s okay."

Xing Ling stared blankly at Ye Sihan who approached, his towering figure imposing.

But she didn’t understand what he meant.

What did he mean by... it’s okay?

"I once had Tang Yu, and we had a child together. We’re even now, okay?"

Xing Ling felt a bit dazed. Could it really be that simple?

Ye Sihan’s hand caressed her face, "I’ve said before, it doesn’t matter if there are children or not. Don’t forget, to the quadruplets, you’re their real mother. This way you’re spared the pain of childbirth, and I’d feel bad for you too."

Xing Ling felt a sourness in her heart.

She hadn’t expected Ye Sihan to be so accepting of her.

"I’ve always felt that men are more petty than women," she murmured.

Ye Sihan’s lips curved in a smile, and he couldn’t help but press a kiss to her soft lips, his voice husky, "It’s been a long time since I kissed you, may I?"

"You...You’re already kissing...mmph!" Xing Ling’s words were cut off by a kiss that sealed her lips completely.

Maybe it was because it had been so long since they’d kissed.

Xing Ling felt more sensitive than before.

Then, her body was pushed against the mirror, deepening the kiss.

"Mmh!" Xing Ling was kissed breathless, her body trembling slightly.

If Ye Sihan hadn’t been holding her, her legs, gone weak, would have slid to the floor.

The kiss only ended when both their lips were swollen.

Both of their heartbeats were especially fast, one breathing heavily, the other rapidly, still entwined.

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes wistfully gazed at her flushed face, fingers twining in her soft hair, filled with possessiveness.

Xing Ling leaned weakly against the mirror until her eyes gradually cleared, and she asked, "Are you really... not bothered by it?"

"Not at all, what I want is the future."

"Why...do you want me so much?"

"Mhm."

"It feels so unreal..." Xing Ling had thought it through seriously.

If she had been with Ye Sihan first, only to find out later that he had a child with another woman, she definitely wouldn’t have been able to accept it.

She would have broken up immediately.

"Then let me make you feel what is real..." Ye Sihan kissed her once more, entangling their lips and tongues.

At the same time, he pulled her pajamas down.

Xing Ling shrank back, her exposed snowy skin blushing a pink color, extremely alluring.

Where Ye Sihan kissed, marks of bright red were left easily, like blossoming flowers.

Unable to bear it, Xing Ling arched her neck, emitting uncontrollable moans from her throat.

She felt like a sinner nailed to the cross, being punished and tortured by the very person who was her husband.

...

Ye Sihan was in the walk-in closet, in front of the mirror, where he had Xing Ling completely.

Loud noises erupted.

Afterwards, he carried the unconscious person back to the bed.

Yet he still did not let her go.

The comforter had slipped halfway off, and the pillow was on the floor.

At that moment, Xing Ling truly felt the longing deep within Ye Sihan’s heart.

It was all expressed through the language of the body.

It was something she could not bear.

It was terrifying.

It was madness.

As if they were the only two people in this world.

...

When Xing Ling woke up, she doubted whether she was still among the living.

Her eyes opened, looking as though her soul hadn’t yet returned.

"The soul has returned."

Xing Ling’s eyes moved, landing in the deep, knowing dark eyes of Ye Sihan above.

Her mouth puckered slightly, a hint of grievance.

"Feeling bad? Let husband give you a hug." Ye Sihan held her and gently pressed on her waist.

"Mm... gently..."

"Alright."

"Ye Sihan, you’re not human," Xing Ling accused weakly.

"Doesn’t feel good?"

Xing Ling, with her face flushed red, buried herself in his arms, unwilling to say a word.

Ye Sihan knew she was embarrassed, so he didn’t press the question.

Could he not know whether Xing Ling was comfortable or not?

"Ye Sihan..." Her voice was soft, muffled.

"Hmm?"

"Do you think, if I regain my memory, will my attitude be the same as it is now?" asked Xing Ling.

The fingers on her waist stiffened for a moment—the briefest of seconds—then continued to massage her.

Ye Sihan said, "It will." I won’t let you have the chance to regain your memory.

"I think so too, after all, my heart for liking you will not change," Xing Ling said confidently.

Ye Sihan lowered his head to kiss her.

But his thin lips were covered by Xing Ling’s hand, "No kisses allowed."

"Just a peck."

"I don’t believe you."

Ye Sihan directly bit her finger, a tickling pain that made Xing Ling retract her hand with a shriek.

The next second, her lips were firmly seized with a kiss.

"Mm!"

Ye Sihan originally had things to do in the afternoon, but ended up rolling in the sheets with Xing Ling.

Even though Xing Ling’s body had been worn to familiarity, they still couldn’t bear to part.

Until it was dark.

Xing Ling was carried out of the elevator.

With her head buried in Ye Sihan’s chest, she felt like seeing anyone would be utterly embarrassing!

There was no help for it; her legs disobeyed her commands, unable to take a single step, so she had to be carried.

The private elevator went directly to the parking lot, and only once in the car did Xing Ling’s head finally lift.

Trying to get off Ye Sihan, the domineering Ye Sihan wouldn’t allow it.

"I’ll just sit in the seat."

"Is it as comfortable as on my body?"

"You really are too much..." Xing Ling’s face flushed. "I’m going to need a lot of rest."

"At most two days."

"Is your need that strong?"

"You’re my aphrodisiac; I can’t stand it whenever I see you," Ye Sihan said huskily.

"There’s no such description, that’s so exaggerated." Xing Ling buried her face in his neck, the red spreading to her neck.

Ye Sihan’s look was full of indulgence, holding her and gently stroking her back.