Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 434 - 433: Children with Mothers are Truly Fortunate

Chapter 434: Chapter 433: Children with Mothers are Truly Fortunate

Xing Yanjie gently squeezed her shoulder, "Understood. No matter what decision you make, your brothers will support you."

He didn’t tell Xing Ling that Ye Sihan came over every night, feeling that even if he did, it would be in vain.

Before going to sleep at night, "Mom, we haven’t seen Dad for a long time."

"Then tomorrow when you go back to the Ye Mansion, you’ll see Dad," Xing Ling smiled.

"Is Mom coming back with us?"

"Mom doesn’t have time," Xing Ling tactfully refused.

"Then when will Mom have time?"

"I don’t know..." Xing Ling felt a bit overwhelmed. "If you miss Mom, come find me; if you miss Dad, you can go see him, it’s okay."

The quadruplets looked at their mother in confusion, why couldn’t they be with both Mom and Dad?

Although they didn’t understand, they knew that something must be wrong between Mom and Dad.

The next morning, Zhengzheng suddenly said to Xing Ling, "Mom, we’re staying at the Ye Mansion today."

"Mom doesn’t have time to go there," Xing Ling said.

"It’s okay, we’ll go back by ourselves," Zhengzheng said.

Xing Ling’s pressure wasn’t so little anymore. "Okay."

Indeed, the quadruplets didn’t come that evening.

But the next day she received a call from Uncle Wen, "Miss Xibao is sick."

"Caught a cold?"

"Yes... Miss Xibao fell into the swimming pool."

"What?" Xing Ling knew the suffocating, painful feeling of drowning. Her legs went weak, and she almost fell. "I... I’m coming over now."

As soon as the car stopped, Xing Ling hurried out.

On her way to the hall, she saw the Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance.

Ye Sihan was at home.

He must have stayed home from the company because of Xibao’s illness.

When she reached the second floor, outside Xibao’s room.

The door wasn’t closed shut, she heard Ye Sihan’s voice from inside, "What do you want to eat?"

"Chocolate ice cream."

"Do you think I’ll let you have it?"

"To bring my temperature down." Xibao was covered with a blanket up to her chest, and a white towel was placed on her head.

Despite having taken her medicine, her little face was still flushed, and her eyes brimmed with tears, showing a look of discomfort and grievance.

Ye Sihan, looking at his daughter’s features, would always think of Xing Ling.

"It won’t bring down the fever, only make you feel worse," he said.

"Will Mom come back because I’m sick?" Xibao asked.

Ye Sihan, who was giving her water, paused slightly, "Can you tell Dad if falling into the pool was an accident or on purpose?"

"It was an accident..." Xibao said, blinking rapidly.

Ye Sihan’s expression darkened. He was already heartbroken about his daughter’s illness and despite knowing she had done something wrong, he couldn’t bring himself to scold her harshly.

Xing Ling, standing at the door, could tell just from her daughter’s faint voice that she was lying.

She pushed the door and entered.

When Ye Sihan turned around, his gaze fell on her and couldn’t be moved away.

Xing Ling didn’t look at him, but walked to the bedside.

Xibao brightened up at the sight of Xing Ling, and extended both hands from under the blanket, "Mommy!"

Xing Ling drew near and held her two soft, yet slightly warm hands.

"Mommy, hug me. I missed you..."

Xing Ling fought back her soft-heartedness and looked at Xibao sternly, "Did you jump into the pool? Do you realize how dangerous that is?"

The only pool at the Ye Mansion was at the Ice Castle.

For the comfort of the penguins, the water in the pool was extremely cold.

"I... I didn’t..."

"No lying," Xing Ling said angrily.

Xibao let out a sob, and tears fell straight down.

Her small body heaved with sobs.

Scolded by mother, yet still ceaselessly calling out for her.

Ye Sihan put down his glass and, wrapping the child along with the quilt in his arms, soothed her, "Mommy is worried about you, don’t cry. Promise mommy you won’t do it again."

"Xibao... won’t do it... again..." Xibao reached out once more to her mother for a hug.

Xing Ling remembered when Xibao was little, she would do the same, stretching out her little hands for a hug.

Even the hardest heart could become soft.

She took her from Ye Sihan’s arms, during which she touched his hand.

Xing Ling made a great effort to restrain herself, so as not to betray any unusual emotions.

Her neck was embraced by Xibao, her head resting powerlessly on her shoulder.

Xing Ling kissed her soft hair and gently patted her little bottom, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a lot."

"It won’t ever be like this again, mommy will really be very, very angry."

"But I want mommy..."

Xing Ling felt uneasy, her back to Ye Sihan, eyes slightly heating up, "No matter when, if you miss mommy, or anyone you care about, you mustn’t harm yourself like this, understand?"

"Mmm..." Xibao agreed, though she was a bit confused and dazed.

Before long, she fell asleep in her mother’s arms.

Xing Ling’s arms were a bit sore from holding her, yet she did not put the child down.

"She’s asleep, let me take her," said Ye Sihan approaching from behind.

"No need," Xing Ling avoided him, gently laying the child down on the bed, tucking her in.

Ye Sihan watched her silhouette from behind, his voice hoarse, "You teach your daughter not to hurt herself, what about you?"

Xing Ling didn’t respond, but she felt the increasing oppressive feeling coming closer from behind.

"Promise me, no matter what happens, you won’t hurt yourself," Ye Sihan said, his voice filled with suppression.

"She and I are not the same," Xing Ling turned around, but didn’t expect Ye Sihan to be so close that there wasn’t even room to turn without losing her balance and falling back directly on top of Xibao!

Ye Sihan moved faster, pulling her into his embrace.

Xing Ling’s body stiffened, and the next second, she forcefully broke free, moving to one side, glaring at him with cold fury.

To Ye Sihan, however, just making eye contact was enough to make him fall, "You’re willing to look at me now?"

"Why should I promise you? In my heart, I am not your wife in the eyes of the law; I am someone unrelated to you. Once the filming is over, I will leave directly," Xing Ling said sharply, turning to walk away.

When she reached the downstairs, she didn’t leave.

Xibao was sick, and she didn’t want her to wake up and not see her there.

As Xing Ling was pacing downstairs, she did not notice the person standing at the window looking down at her.

Ye Sihan stood behind the window, his gaze following Xing Ling’s every move.

What if he didn’t let her leave the capital?

What would she do?

Act recklessly? Make a resolute move like before?

Ye Sihan’s breathing became a little ragged, his face somewhat pale, and his chest ached so much he doubled over.

It felt like he couldn’t breathe anymore.

What should he do?

All he wanted was Xing Ling; he didn’t want anything else.

As long as she would stay, he’d be willing to do anything...

Because Xibao was sick, Xing Ling had no choice but to ask for leave from the production crew.

The shooting schedule would be delayed.

But there was no choice, she couldn’t ignore her sick daughter.

She stayed with her during the day, and also slept by her side at night.

The three brothers went to school during the day, and when they came back from school, they made their sister happy.

Uncle Wen, standing by, said, "A child with a mother is truly blessed."

Xing Ling’s face was expressionless.

Could she not tell that Uncle Wen’s words were meant for her?

But what was the use?

Someone who had died once had many things figured out.

It seemed her life goal was nothing but to leave Ye Sihan.