Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 436 - 435: Actually, It Looks Pretty Good Without Taking It Down

Chapter 436: Chapter 435: Actually, It Looks Pretty Good Without Taking It Down

Back in the private room, her heart lingered on the conversation she’d had with Ye Sihan.

She could hardly believe she’d agreed so readily.

But for the sake of divorce, such a small sacrifice seemed trivial.

She had confidence in herself.

She would not wish to stay in Jingdu because of anything Ye Sihan might do.

When everything ended, Xing Ling left the bar with the crew.

A black Rolls-Royce was parked by the roadside at the entrance.

Before Xing Ling had a chance to greet the crew, the person in the car had already come out and walked up to her.

"Can we go now?" Ye Sihan stared at her intently.

Xing Ling hadn’t expected him to show up directly in front of her, and she could feel the shock among everyone in the crew.

Seeing the influential Ye Sihan of Jingdu up close felt unreal!

Even when Xing Ling spoke to them, they didn’t hear her.

Xing Ling reluctantly turned and left, getting into the Rolls-Royce.

The car drove steadily on the road.

Xing Ling leaned against the car door, slightly tipsy, her gaze lacking focus.

Feeling Ye Sihan watching her, she simply turned her face away and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

The car arrived at the Ye Mansion, and Ye Sihan looked at the unmoving Xing Ling, his body covering hers, staring closely at her flushed little face.

His hand back gently slid over, his gaze on her red lips filled with extreme longing.

But Ye Sihan restrained himself and just started to pick her up.

Xing Ling’s eyes snapped open, alert, "What are you doing?"

Ye Sihan, unruffled, his silhouette engulfing her, said, "Carrying you to bed."

"Not necessary." Xing Ling’s hand pressed a button beside her, and the car door automatically opened.

She tensely sidestepped Ye Sihan’s body and got out of the car.

Her head was dizzy, but luckily she had been holding up the whole time in the car.

She would not give Ye Sihan the chance to touch her.

Xing Ling went to the children’s room.

They were all asleep.

She sat at the edge of Xibao’s bed, mentally preparing herself.

She was going to sleep with Ye Sihan for the first time since she’d regained her memory.

Both physically and mentally, she was full of resistance.

Ye Sihan’s bed was large, but it felt too small at the moment.

Fearing what might happen during the night.

However, no matter how much Xing Ling delayed, she eventually had to return to the room.

After spacing out for over half an hour, Xing Ling headed for the master bedroom.

She pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.

Ye Sihan was nowhere to be seen.

This was good, lest she couldn’t endure their first night together.

Xing Ling went into the bathroom, took a shower, got into bed, and still didn’t see Ye Sihan return.

He was probably in the study.

Xing Ling treated it as if it were her own room, lay down, and slept.

She kept a distance from the pillow, her back to it.

Ye Sihan didn’t return to the room until after midnight.

He had taken his shower in the room where Xing Ling had slept earlier to avoid making any noise that would wake her.

After entering the bedroom, he went straight to bed.

Once he laid down, Ye Sihan turned on his side, watching Xing Ling whose back was to him.

He reached out, touched her slim waist, wanting to pull her into his embrace.

After a moment’s hesitation, he forcefully restrained himself and withdrew his hand.

No sooner had he done so than Xing Ling moved.

Due to lying on her side for a long time, she wanted to change her sleeping position.

She turned over, now lying on her back.

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes then fixed intently on Xing Ling’s sleeping face.

His body drew closer, his breath filled with Xing Ling’s sweet scent.

He had deliberately returned to the room very late, not wanting to press her too hard.

Xing Ling would resist, and he couldn’t force himself upon her.

The next day, Xing Ling groggily opened her eyes and when she saw the man sleeping beside her, the nerves in her body subconsciously tensed.

She sat up.

After calming herself a bit, she remembered that last night she had agreed to Ye Sihan’s request.

Fortunately, she did not wake up in Ye Sihan’s arms, otherwise, such absurd things would not continue.

Xing Ling threw off the covers and got out of bed, leaving the room.

After the door closed, the ’sleeping’ Ye Sihan opened his black eyes, clear and bright.

He never woke up later than Xing Ling.

Xing Ling’s reactions upon waking seemed to be something he could guess, even down to her psychological activities.

At the breakfast table, the four children and two adults had their meal.

"Is Mommy done with work?" Junjun asked.

She was very happy about Mommy coming back to live in the Ye Mansion.

"Not yet," Xing Ling said. "Mommy wants to be with you, so she decided to come back and live here."

"If it’s too far, let Daddy’s plane take Mommy there," Zhengzheng said.

"What color does Mommy like for the plane? Daddy will buy it!" Haohao said.

"Red!" Xibao suggested.

Xing Ling was amused by their ideas.

When she realized Ye Sihan was looking over, her smile slowly faded.

Did the children also know their father was very wealthy, capable of buying anything?

One might think they were talking about buying toys!

"What kind do you like?" Ye Sihan asked as well.

Xing Ling lowered her gaze, not looking at him, "Taking a plane is too extravagant, a car is fine."

That was her response to the quadruplets.

After breakfast, as parents, they took them to school themselves.

Then the Rolls-Royce took Xing Ling to the film crew.

After the car stopped at the entrance, Xing Ling got out without a word.

"Let’s have lunch together at noon," Ye Sihan said.

"Got it," Xing Ling turned and left.

She didn’t resist at all about having lunch.

Since she had agreed, there was no need to refuse.

Now, she was just waiting to finish the filming and leave Ye Sihan completely.

Approaching noon, Xing Ling finally took a break.

There was no need for makeup removal.

She wore only light makeup.

Her character in the drama was meant to have a bare-faced look, though of course, she still had to wear some makeup during filming.

Just as she was about to check the time on her phone, Chen Xindian leaned over, "Miss Xing, the car is at the entrance."

Xing Ling knew then that Ye Sihan had arrived.

Zhou Rui added, "He’s been waiting for an hour already."

Xing Ling didn’t expect Ye Sihan to come so early.

He couldn’t possibly not know her finishing time; since it was his own decision, it was none of her concern.

Xing Ling went out, got into the car, and the car left.

"Tired?" Ye Sihan looked at her and asked.

"Not tired," Xing Ling answered him too, but kept her attention on the car window outside.

To her, it felt as if she was completing a task that had to be done.

Although she was looking out of the car window, that did not mean she was completely unresponsive to the movement inside the car.

In the corner of her eye, Ye Sihan suddenly rose and approached her.

Xing Ling scarcely had time to react before she was engulfed in darkness.

"What are you doing..." She was so scared that her back pressed tightly against the seat.

"Tree leaf." A green leaf appeared in Ye Sihan’s hand.

Xing Ling watched it with lingering fear, probably something she picked up while filming.

"Actually, it looked quite nice without taking it off," Ye Sihan said, his eyes narrowed, fixated on her.

Xing Ling’s breathing was unsteady, "Can you sit properly, please?"

In the confined space, overlaid with Ye Sihan’s voice, it became even harder for her to breathe.

Ye Sihan indeed moved back and sat down on the seat.

He made no more odd movements.

Xing Ling’s gaze flickered and fell on Ye Sihan’s hand.

His long, powerful fingers played with that green leaf.

She thought maybe there was nowhere to dispose of it in the car, which is why he was holding onto it.

However, when they got out of the car, Xing Ling noticed Ye Sihan slipping the leaf into his inside pocket.

"..." Xing Ling.