Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 435 - 434: Stay With Me Here

Chapter 435: Chapter 434: Stay With Me Here

"Mom won’t leave us!" the quadruplets seemed to sense something and anxiously gathered around their mother.

Xing Ling rubbed their little heads but didn’t say anything.

She just hoped that when the children grew up, they would understand her difficulties.

And staying with their father wouldn’t be so bad, they could visit her overseas if they missed her.

Both mom and dad were there and loved them just as much, it’s just that mom and dad couldn’t be together.

In the distance, the sound of a car engine could be heard.

"Mom, dad’s back!"

"Mom, let’s go find dad!"

The quadruplets pulled their mom along with them.

Xing Ling, enduring the discomfort in her heart, was forced to go over.

As soon as Ye Sihan got out of the car, he saw the quadruplets running towards him.

Then he looked back at Xing Ling.

Although she looked reluctant, it was enough.

Ye Sihan picked up Xibao, "Feeling better?"

Xibao shook her head, "No, I feel dizzy."

"Looks like you can’t go to school tomorrow either," Ye Sihan said.

"Can’t," Xibao affirmed with certainty.

Xing Ling, standing there, listened to the father-daughter conversation, already seeing through everything.

Her little cotton jacket was leaking air.

After dinner, the quadruplets and Ye Sihan and Xing Ling went for a walk outside.

The three boys ran and stopped intermittently, and the daughter following behind didn’t seem dizzy at all. She smelled the flowers and then picked some, running to her mother with them.

Xing Ling bent down, and Xibao tucked the small flower into her hair.

"Pretty!" Xibao beamed with joy.

"Thank you," Xing Ling smiled.

Xibao ran off contentedly towards her brothers.

"From now on, I won’t touch you, nor will I force you to do things you don’t like. Stay in the capital, you can do whatever you want. Just come back to see them from time to time," Ye Sihan said.

"I don’t want to see you," Xing Ling stated.

Ye Sihan felt as if his chest had been punched hard, his breathing briefly stifled. After a moment, he spoke, "I can stay out of your sight as well."

"That’s not what I want," Xing Ling said indifferently. "If it weren’t for the kids, I couldn’t even manage to be calm around you. I’d like to put forward my thoughts too. I’ll go back to the Xing Family, and whenever the kids want to see me, they can come over. A peaceful divorce is better for all six of us. Using the children to keep me here will only disgust me more."

Having said that, she quickened her pace to catch up with the children.

Ye Sihan reined in his steps, watching the resolute Xing Ling, feeling his heart being torn apart.

In the evening, Xing Ling held Xibao, soothing her to sleep.

"Mommy."

"Hmm?"

"I still can’t go to school."

"You’ll go to school tomorrow. Mommy has to go to the studio too, it’s not good to keep delaying work," Xing Ling said with her eyes closed.

"But I still feel a bit unwell..."

Xing Ling opened her eyes and looked at her, "Where does it feel uncomfortable? Show me."

"Here." Xibao pointed to her chest.

"Let me see." Xing Ling grabbed her chest.

"Haha... tickles... mommy..." Xibao giggled, wriggling in her mother’s embrace.

"Feeling better now?"

"Better now... better now," Xibao pleaded playfully as she coaxed.

Xing Ling held her in her arms and gently said, "Remember, no matter where mommy is, I love you very much."

"I love mommy too!"

Xing Ling was just about to kiss her forehead when Xibao lifted her face, "Is mommy going somewhere?"

"I might go to Uncle’s house," Xing Ling replied.

"I want to go to Uncle’s house with my brothers to play too."

Xing Ling smiled bitterly, a visit to mom’s was not meant to be a brief playtime.

She would stay over there, never to return in this lifetime.

The next day, Xibao reluctantly went to school with her brothers.

Xing Ling rode in Ye Sihan’s car to drop them off.

After seeing the quadruplets into the school, Xing Ling didn’t feel like pretending anymore.

She turned and was ready to leave.

"I’ll give you a ride."

"No need." Xing Ling stopped a taxi, got in, and the car drove off.

At six o’clock in the evening, Xing Ling returned to the apartment, where Xing Yanjie was supervising the quadruplets doing their homework.

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

"Have you eaten?" Xing Ling asked.

"We have!"

"Uncle cooked it!"

"It’s really delicious!"

"That’s amazing!"

Xing Yanjie, as if he hadn’t been praised in generations, smiled with his mouth about to burst, "From now on, Uncle will cook delicious food for you every day!"

"Thank you, Uncle!"

"Uncle is the best!"

Xing Ling couldn’t help but laugh at this flattery.

He reached out to touch Xibao’s face, "Are you feeling alright today?"

"Mom, I’m very well," she said.

"We were watching over her," her brothers said.

"That’s good."

It was the second male lead’s wrap at the film set, and the director was treating everyone to an evening of food and fun.

Xing Ling didn’t want to go, but it was hard to decline such earnestness, so she went.

Inside the bar’s private room, there were drinks and food, singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was pleasant.

Nothing inappropriate was happening.

Everyone present was familiar from the film crew.

After three drinks, Xing Ling felt slightly tipsy and didn’t want to drink anymore, so she started to munch on grapes instead.

A server came in and whispered something in Xing Ling’s ear.

She followed him out of the private room and asked, "Who is it?"

"Don’t know them, please go upstairs from here," the server instructed.

Confused, Xing Ling went upstairs and saw a black silhouette standing behind a glass door.

Just from the figure’s back, she knew who it was.

Without a second thought, she turned around and walked away.

The bodyguards in front of her blocked her path, and she couldn’t get through.

Then, the glass door opened, and Ye Sihan approached, "Come take a look, the night’s atmosphere is quite good."

"I don’t want to be alone with you," she stated.

"Even though I promised to divorce you, you still don’t want to?" he asked.

Xing Ling hesitated, "Are you... serious?"

Ye Sihan didn’t answer, but took her arm and led her out to the balcony beyond the glass.

Upon reaching the balcony, Xing Ling pulled her arm free and kept some distance between them.

Outside the balcony was a moat, and next to the moat was a street of bars, the lights reflecting on the water, creating a stunning view.

Beneath them, some young people were setting off fireworks that rose into the sky and exploded, brightening the entire sky like flowers on a dark curtain, breathtaking and beautiful.

"Is it pretty?" Ye Sihan asked, looking at her.

Xing Ling withdrew her gaze and turned away, "Were you serious about what you said earlier?"

"Before the film wraps up, you have to meet all my demands," he said.

Xing Ling frowned slightly, "Does that mean if you ask me to sleep with you, I have to do it too?"

"That, you don’t have to do."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Live at Ye Mansion, take my car, sleep in my bed, occasionally accompany me to dinner," he demanded.

Xing Ling struggled internally.

She didn’t want to have any contact with Ye Sihan at all.

Let alone sleep in the same bed with him!

What was Ye Sihan trying to accomplish? He couldn’t think that by doing this she would change her mind, could he?

But the allure of ’divorce’ was so strong, she truly hoped for an amicable one.

"Fine, I agree," Xing Ling said after a long silence, weighing her words carefully before responding.

"I rather hoped you’d refuse," Ye Sihan said, his dark eyes looking deeply into hers.

"As long as you don’t touch me, I can do that, and I hope you won’t go back on your word," Xing Ling said before turning to leave.

"Stay here with me," Ye Sihan said.

"People from the crew are still in the private room."

"So the first demand I make, you can’t meet?"

"I’ll go directly to Ye Mansion tonight, enough?" Xing Ling countered, trying to be patient.

"I’ll wait for you, and we’ll go back together."

Xing Ling didn’t say anything, which was as good as agreeing.