Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 463 - 462: Who do you think can be sent?

Chapter 463: Chapter 462: Who do you think can be sent?

Xibao’s head turned away from her mother’s chest. "Who are you?"

Xing Ling said, "This is your father’s cousin. You should call him uncle."

The three boys came over, standing behind the sofa, curiously looking at Ye Yuli.

Junjun asked, "Did my dad send you?"

Ye Yuli and Xing Ling exchanged glances, each with their own hidden thoughts.

Ye Yuli said, "No."

"You seem to care a lot about my mom," Zhengzheng said.

The question was a bit blunt, but he did it on purpose.

Xing Ling glanced at him, "Don’t talk nonsense."

Ye Yuli laughed, "What’s wrong with caring? We are family. After three years, you’ve grown so much, looking... really like my brother."

"We are Ye Sihan’s biological sons, of course we look like him," Haohao said.

"I look like mom," Xibao pouted.

Xing Ling gently pinched her little nose, her expression affectionate.

"Mommy, stay with me, I’m hungry, let’s eat together~" Xibao snuggled into her mother’s chest.

Xing Ling was helplessly entangled by her.

Ye Yuli had no choice but to stand up and take his leave.

After he left, Xing Ling asked, "Are you still hungry now?"

Xibao, with her chubby face upturned, grinned.

Xing Ling chuckled helplessly, "Look, you’ve rubbed your face red."

"I don’t like that uncle," Xibao said.

"I didn’t ask you to like him," Xing Ling said. "He just came to see how we were doing."

"What’s there to see?" Junjun complained.

"Dad doesn’t even come to see us, why should he?" Haohao said.

Zhengzheng’s expression changed.

Xing Ling also fell into an unusual silence.

Haohao realized what he had said and immediately shut up.

"Mommy, what snacks did you make?" Xibao asked.

Xing Ling came back to her senses and took her hand, "Come on, let’s go see."

Zhengzheng blamed Haohao, "Can’t you keep your mouth shut?"

Haohao pursed his lips, his expression downcast yet restrained.

Although Zhengzheng scolded Haohao, didn’t the quadruplets all have the same thoughts?

Dad’s absence was one thing, but what was with this stranger who suddenly came to show concern for Mom?

It was obviously fishy!

Did they think they were still three-year-old children?

They didn’t bring it up because they didn’t want to upset Mom.

They really did care about how Mom felt.

Maybe Dad and Mom had a fight and hadn’t reconciled. Once Mom figured it out, the family could be reunited.

So, during this period, they would absolutely not allow any other ’uncles’ to interfere.

Not even a real uncle!

When the night was quiet, Xing Ling would think about the words Haohao blurted out during the day.

Three years without Ye Sihan appearing, was it becoming a knot in the quadruplets’ hearts?

She had thought that sending the quadruplets to Imperial City when they missed their father would be enough...

But Xing Ling couldn’t muster up the courage to face Ye Sihan.

Or should she let Ye Sihan come to the Xing Family when she was out acting?

No.

If Ye Sihan came and she avoided him, what would the quadruplets think?

It would seem as if she were proving through her actions that she really disliked their father.

Xing Ling didn’t want to convey such a notion.

At night, after Xing Yanjie finished work and took a shower.

After drying off, he saw Zhengzheng waiting for him in the chair.

"Hey, kid, came to have a heart-to-heart with your second uncle?"

"Uncle, a man came to our house today; he said he’s my dad’s cousin."

Xing Yanjie actually hadn’t heard about him from Xing Ling, "I know of him, didn’t expect him to find his way here."

"Does he like my mom?"

"You could tell?" Xing Yanjie was surprised.

"Anyway, I don’t like that he’s around," Zhengzheng said.

"What do you want to do?" Xing Yanjie knew this child had a plan.

"I want to tell my dad, so I’d like to understand that person a little more," Zhengzheng said.

Xing Yanjie looked at the eight-year-old child with heavy reflections, truly Ye Sihan’s seed.

"He was your mom’s first love before she met your dad," Xing Yanjie didn’t hide it from him.

Zhengzheng’s face looked shocked, then he felt a crisis, "Thinking of rekindling the old flame?"

"Of course!"

Zhengzheng pondered for a while, "Thanks, old uncle!" he said as he got up to leave.

"Old? You brat, who’s old?" Xing Yanjie shouted after him.

But the kid had scampered off in a flash.

Xing Yanjie looked at his own face in the mirror from left to right, "Pretty handsome, huh? Young and mature, too charming!"

Zhengzheng returned to his room, opened the drawer, and took out the phone inside.

He sent a text directly to his dad: Dad, are you asleep? Your cousin came to see Mom today. He looked very excited and wants to rekindle what he had with Mom. Although Mom rejected him, I don’t know if she will continue to do so in the future.

Zhengzheng didn’t expect a response from the phone.

Due to the time difference, it was not even four o’clock in the morning in Imperial City.

However, no sooner had he lain down than the phone rang.

Zhengzheng saw who the caller was and scrambled up, clicking on the video call, and the image on the screen appeared.

Ye Sihan appeared on the screen, still in his pyjamas, with the background of his room.

"Dad, are you up this early?"

"Mm, woke up. You’re talking about Ye Yuli?"

"Yes, that’s him. He also said he had been looking for Mom and finally found her. Dad, he won’t take Mom away, will he? When will you visit Xing Family? Just say you are coming to see uncle," Zhengzheng said.

Ye Sihan did not speak.

For three years, he had never shown himself to Xing Ling, nor visited the Xing Family.

All business collaborations took place in Beijing.

"Dad, don’t you miss Mom?"

"... I’ve been quite busy lately," Ye Sihan covered his emotions and refused.

After hanging up the phone, he stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes vacant as he stared into the distance.

His son asked him if he missed Tang Yu, how could he not? He missed her to the point of madness.

For the first time, he realized that one could indeed dream persistently of the same person.

Every night, Tang Yu would appear in his dreams.

It was every time he slept.

Upon awakening from the brief sleep, his body and mind would plunge into endless emptiness.

His bones ached as if they were being gnawed.

He had persisted for three years, either working or staying in the Ye Mansion, even at social gatherings he only made an appearance, then he would watch Xing Ling’s films alone and collect her advertisements.

His life had become monotonous.

It was only when he saw Xing Ling’s figure on the screen that he could feel that he too had a soul.

Sometimes he would watch her all night long.

If he suffered from insomnia, he would play the film, and only by listening to Xing Ling’s voice could he fall asleep.

Fortunately, they had used her real voice in the movie.

It was almost like she was right beside him.

He had been standing firm for three years, not daring to go to her, afraid that he wouldn’t be able to control himself and that his old problems would resurface.

However, the things Zhengzheng told him left him restless all day.

Xiao Yu knew just by looking at Mr. Ye’s expression who he was thinking about.

He brought documents into the office, "Mr. Ye, this contract needs to be discussed in the USA this time. CEO Jin isn’t feeling well, if we have to send someone else, who would be a good choice?"

Ye Sihan’s facial expression was unchanged, but his dark eyes moved slightly, "Who do you think we should send?"