Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 473 - 472: She is to be the villain, he, the hero

Chapter 473: Chapter 472: She is to be the villain, he, the hero

The Xing Family brothers were either busy or on business trips, so that evening it was just Xing Ling, Ye Sihan, and the quadruplets.

It was as if this place was their home.

But with the addition of the quadruplets, Xing Ling didn’t have to face Ye Sihan alone, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Especially since Xibao would start playing the piano for dad as soon as she got home.

At such a young age, she played with a trance-like proficiency.

With her eyes closed, she could be mistaken for a top-tier artist.

Ye Sihan listened with a tender and engrossed expression.

At the dinner table.

"Dad, summer vacation is coming up, how about we go back to Kyoto together after the break?" Junjun suggested.

"I think that’s a good idea," Zhengzheng said.

"Seconded," Haohao added.

"Seconded," Xibao agreed.

Xing Ling, on the other hand, pretended not to hear and ignored the look Ye Sihan gave her.

With almost a month left until summer vacation, surely Ye Sihan wasn’t really considering staying until then?

"Mom, say something!" Junjun scooted next to his mother.

"Say what?" Xing Ling wanted to escape.

"If mom asks dad to stay, he will definitely agree," Zhengzheng said.

Xing Ling said, "Dad has work and cannot stay too long."

"Forget it, dad, when can I start helping you manage KNG Group?" Junjun asked. "This way you won’t have to work."

"That’s a good idea," Ye Sihan agreed. "But wait another two years; just focus on your studies for now and learn more about the international situation."

"Okay," Junjun said.

Xing Ling felt that when Ye Sihan said to wait another two years, he wasn’t just talking about it casually.

Because all three sons and one daughter were already involved in advanced studies and were each incredibly smart.

In two years, when they were ten years old, it seemed like nothing would be impossible for them.

"They are still so young, isn’t it too early? They should do things that are appropriate for their age," Xing Ling said.

"Mom doesn’t need to worry, even if KNG Group is left unmanaged for a month, it won’t collapse," Zhengzheng said.

"So, mom, can dad stay here for a month? After all, both uncles have agreed," Haohao said.

Xibao looked eagerly at her mother.

Xing Ling felt overwhelmed, "Why are you asking me?"

"Because dad only listens to mom," Xibao said.

Xing Ling was in a gloomy mood, what were they talking about? It made it seem as if she could dictate what Ye Sihan did.

"Your dad has things to do," Xing Ling said.

Ye Sihan said, "I’m not busy."

Xing Ling bit her lip and stood up, "I’m going to take a shower!"

"Mom, is it okay or not?" Junjun asked from behind.

"It’s none of my business!" Xing Ling ran off.

After shutting her bedroom door, Xing Ling’s expression was dark. She took off her top and angrily threw it on the sofa.

Ye Sihan was definitely doing this on purpose!

Allowing him to stay for a week was already quite something, but to stay for a month? That was taking things too far!

After her shower, Xing Ling lingered in her room for a long time.

She thought that by now the children should be in their rooms sleeping.

Stepping out, she heard no noise from downstairs.

So she headed towards the children’s rooms.

Passing by Xibao’s room, she saw Ye Sihan sitting on the bed’s edge, talking with her daughter.

Cradling a doll in her arms, Xibao asked, "Dad, do you like mom?"

Xing Ling stood frozen at the door, her heart racing abnormally, curious about how Ye Sihan would answer.

She did not wait for Ye Sihan’s answer, but he turned his face and saw her.

Xing Ling felt the guilt of being caught eavesdropping and hurriedly left.

Naturally, she did not find out how Ye Sihan responded to Xibao afterward.

It should... have been treated with sincere perfunctory attention.

Just like the kind of thing she’d said to the children before, "Daddy and Mommy both love you, and if you miss Daddy, you can go see him."

Just as she was about to lie down on the bed, there was a knock on the door.

Xing Ling was puzzled, who could it be?

Opening the door, Ye Sihan stood outside. Seeing her, his eyes dimmed, "Your daughter has fallen asleep."

"You don’t have to come tell me specially." Xing Ling’s gaze flickered slightly.

"I need to change the dressing on my chest, could you help me?" Ye Sihan asked.

"Let the maid do it!" Xing Ling said with an intention to avoid improperness.

"I don’t like other women touching me," Ye Sihan said. "Besides, you’ve seen my body before; what are you shy about?"

"Who’s shy?" Xing Ling was displeased.

A few minutes later, Xing Ling went to the room where Ye Sihan was sleeping.

Ye Sihan had already changed into his pajamas, sat down on the couch, leaned back, and opened the front of his pajamas to reveal the skin underneath.

The pectoral muscles were still there, just the lines weren’t as defined as before.

Xing Ling frowned. Why compare now with before? There was no need to remember such things!

"If you’re scared, I can do it myself," Ye Sihan said, seeing her hesitation.

"There’s nothing to be afraid of." Xing Ling sat down beside him, gently tearing off the gauze on his chest.

A round wound that had already scabbed over, thankfully, was not hideous.

But she couldn’t help but tremble when she touched it.

Not because she was scared by the wound, but because it reminded her of the crisis that day.

She turned her head to pick up the bottle of medicine from the coffee table, and applied it to his wound.

With very gentle movements.

The scab was superficial; the inside was definitely not fully healed.

She wondered, how could Ye Sihan, such a vigilant man, have been shot in the bar?

Was it because she had distracted him?

No, no, no, her presence wasn’t that important.

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes had been staring at Xing Ling’s face all along, watching the changes in her expression, as if trying to etch her very being into his soul.

"Will you let me stay here for a month?" he asked in a raspy voice.

Xing Ling’s hand stiffened, "No. I hope you find your own reasons to tell the children you have to leave."

"I wanted to give myself a break, and it’s a good chance to recuperate here. Once I return to the country, it won’t be this peaceful," Ye Sihan spoke with a certain humbleness. "I won’t disturb you."

Xing Ling withdrew her hand, looking at him skeptically, "Will you really divorce me?"

"How about we go together during the children’s summer vacation and get the divorce certificate?" Ye Sihan suggested.

Xing Ling’s lips pressed together.

If she were to divorce, she’d definitely have to return to Kyoto.

The quadruplets were supposed to spend the summer vacation there; if she went for a divorce, what if the children found out...

"I was originally planning to take them to the Maldives to have fun this summer..." Ye Sihan trailed off.

"If you’re fully recovered in a month, why can’t you go?" Xing Ling asked.

"If I go, the children will definitely insist you come with us, and I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable," Ye Sihan said.

Xing Ling didn’t expect him to consider her feelings.

This was a far cry from the domineering and forceful Ye Sihan of the past.

As Ye Sihan had said, if they went on vacation, the quadruplets would insist on her joining them, or they wouldn’t want to go at all.

"They are smart; they should travel the world and broaden their horizons," Ye Sihan added.

"Then as their father, you should also teach them that in life, there are gains and losses, and one cannot have it all," Xing Ling said.

"You go and tell them."

Xing Ling’s expression turned sour.

Was he making her out to be the bad guy while he played the good one?

Such a clear calculation!

Feeling aggrieved inside, she was somewhat distracted as she applied the gauze.

"Hmm!" Ye Sihan grunted and quickly grasped her soft little hand.