Chapter 168: Chapter 165: This Child Really Resembles Mr. Rong
Ye Xiao was startled, hurriedly dropped the spatula, and held onto him.
As soon as her hands touched his arms, she was suddenly pulled into his embrace.
Ye Xiao’s breathing hitched sharply, her body tensed, and her peach blossom eyes blankly stared at the broad chest in front of her.
"As soon as I saw you at the airport, I wanted to hug you," Ying Jingyao tightened his arms, his prominent nose gently brushing Ye Xiao’s fragrant hair, his rich voice slightly hoarse.
Ye Xiao’s eyes swept over complexity, she whispered, "You just scared me."
He was right in front of the gas stove, and if
"Ying Jingyao, why are you acting like a spoiled child?" Ye Xiao pushed him, "No, you’re even more spoiled than a child; Hanhan and Xixi wouldn’t do this."
Ying Jingyao chuckled lowly in her hair, "If I didn’t do this, how could I hug you?"
"So you’re willing to risk your life?" Ye Xiao was a bit angry and struggled fiercely.
"Don’t move!" Ying Jingyao’s voice became even more hoarse, sounding somewhat uncomfortable.
Ye Xiao furrowed her brows in confusion and looked at him with her head slightly tilted, "Are you tired?"
She knew he always had trouble sleeping, and after a long flight of more than ten hours, he was definitely just forcing himself through it. Add in the time difference from abroad, even a superman couldn’t handle it.
Thinking this, Ye Xiao struggled again, "Jingyao, why don’t I—"
Before Ye Xiao could finish speaking, a soft touch suddenly covered her lips.
Ye Xiao’s pupils dilated sharply, her black, bright peach blossom eyes couldn’t hide her shock as she stared at the magnified handsome face in front of her.
Ying Jingyao’s hands gripped her slender waist, his flushed eyes fixed straight on Ye Xiao, breathing heavily.
The two of them just stared at each other like this, Ye Xiao not retreating, and Ying Jingyao not moving away but also not deepening the kiss.
As seconds ticked by, the crackling sound of fried rice in the pan came from behind. Ye Xiao blinked and then pushed back, her cheeks flushed, "The fried rice... is about to burn."
"Ah..."
A soft, startled childish voice came from behind.
Ye Xiao’s misty eyes trembled fiercely as she hastily pushed Ying Jingyao away and turned her back on him.
Ying Jingyao was caught off guard and was pushed back several steps, only stabilizing himself when his heel hit the kitchen wall. His handsome face flashed with awkwardness, but it was soon covered with a thick layer of joy. His long fingers lightly touched the corners of his lips, and as he gazed at Ye Xiao’s slender back, he unexpectedly let out a delighted laugh.
Ye Xiao, "..."
"Brother Ying, were you just bullying Xiao Xiao?" Ye Xixi widened her eyes, covering the little boy, staring intently at Ying Jingyao, feeling a bit hurt, angry, and incredulous.
Ying Jingyao looked down at the little figure standing before him, barely reaching his knee, with a warm smile and picked up Ye Xixi by her armpits effortlessly.
Ye Xixi puffed her cheeks, staring seriously at Ying Jingyao, "Brother Ying, you can’t bully Xiao Xiao."
"Uncle Ying didn’t bully Xiao Xiao," Ying Jingyao smiled as he glanced at Ye Xiao, who was shy and dared not turn around to look at him, his voice gentle.
"Hmph, but I saw you push Xiao Xiao so hard that her legs were shaking," Ye Xixi said loudly, determined that Ying Jingyao was indeed bullying Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao’s face was full of black lines, and her ears turned bright red.
"Ha..." Ying Jingyao laughed even more joyfully, his eyebrows starry and handsome enough to make Ye Xixi’s eyes widen.
Using two chubby little hands to hold Ying Jingyao’s face, Ye Xixi leaned closer to him, her large, clear eyes staring at his shining eyes, whispered, "Brother Ying, even though you’re very good-looking, you still can’t bully Xiao Xiao, or Xixi will get angry."
Ying Jingyao raised his brow, "And what if Xixi gets angry?"
"If Xixi gets angry, she won’t talk to Brother Ying anymore." Xixi very principled, withdrew her little hands, and said seriously.
Ying Jingyao affectionately pinched her little face, "Rest assured, Xixi, Uncle Ying will never bully Xiao Xiao, Uncle Ying promises."
Ye Xixi blinked her eyes, "So, Brother Ying really didn’t bully Xiao Xiao just now?"
Ying Jingyao’s smile deepened at his mouth, as he looked meaningfully at Ye Xiao, who was pretending to cook fried rice, "Xiao Xiao, did I bully you just now?"
"..." Ye Xiao felt her face heat up, turned her head, glared angrily at Ying Jingyao, but met his mischievously grinning handsome face. Her lips trembled slightly, she bit her teeth and, looking at the seeking eyes of Xixi, softened her tone, "Xixi, Uncle Ying didn’t bully Mommy; earlier, Mommy just accidentally slipped and nearly fell, and Uncle Ying helped support Mommy."
Upon hearing Ye Xiao’s explanation, Ye Xixi immediately felt relieved and stretched her little neck to look at the fried rice behind Ye Xiao, looking eagerly, "Xiao Xiao, is the fried rice ready?"
"It’s ready. You and Uncle Ying go out first; Mommy will be right out." Ye Xiao didn’t look at Ying Jingyao, hurriedly said to Xixi, then turned and took out two small bowls, serving a small portion for Xixi and Hanhan each.
Ying Jingyao slightly curled his lips as he watched Ye Xiao’s back for a while, then carried Ye Xixi out of the kitchen.
Hearing the footsteps disappearing behind her, Ye Xiao’s tense back finally relaxed a bit, she closed her eyes and took a few breaths, and then carried two bowls of crab fried rice out.
After dinner, Ye Xiao tidied up the dining table and kitchen, then bathed the two little ones and put them to bed. When she came out of the bedroom, it was already past ten o’clock.
Looking at Ying Jingyao, who was resting his eyes closed on the sofa, Ye Xiao walked over lightly, sat beside him, and looked at his tired profile softly, "Shall I take you home?"
Ying Jingyao didn’t open his eyes, just reached out and accurately held one of Ye Xiao’s hands, his palm warm.
Ye Xiao looked down at the hand holding hers, slender and fair, holding her hand felt just like him—refined and warm.
Ye Xiao didn’t look up, instead, she held his hand back, her gentle voice carrying a soft coax, "How about it, hmm?"
Ying Jingyao’s lightly pursed lips faded into a smile, his lowered eyelashes slowly lifted, eyes bright as they looked at Ye Xiao, "You’re really coaxing me like a child?"
Ye Xiao looked up at him, eyes smiling, but said nothing.
Ying Jingyao stared at Ye Xiao, his gaze gradually deepening and intensifying.
Ye Xiao didn’t avoid his gaze, smiling softly as she looked at him, "It’s almost eleven, if you don’t go now, you’ll have to take a cab back yourself."
Ying Jingyao chuckled, squeezed Ye Xiao’s hand, and pulled her up with him.
Ye Xiao thought he was about to take her out, but unexpectedly, once up, he didn’t move.
Suspicion furrowed, Ye Xiao blinked her eyelashes as she looked at him.
"Give me the car keys, I’ll drive myself back. I’ll come pick you up for work in the morning." Ying Jingyao pulled Ye Xiao closer in front of him, speaking softly.
"How can I be at ease letting you drive by yourself like this? Stop joking, I’ll take you," Ye Xiao said, pursing her lips.
"No, it’s too late. After you take me back, you’ll have to come back by yourself. Do you think I can be at ease letting you drive back alone?" Ying Jingyao stared at her, unwilling to compromise.
Ye Xiao thought for a while, looking at him, "Anyway, you can’t drive now. Either I take you, or I see you downstairs, and you can take a cab back."
"..." Ying Jingyao said nothing, only his gaze became very intense as he stared at Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao felt the intensity of his stare on her face, and she awkwardly shifted her gaze, lightly biting her lower lip, trying to withdraw her hand from his.
But as soon as she moved, he suddenly pulled her over forcefully, embracing her.
Ye Xiao’s breath tightened, reaching out to push against his chest, her voice trembling, "Jingyao..."
"Don’t talk, just let me hold you for a while, just a little while." Ying Jingyao buried his head in her neck, his low, mumbling voice resembling Ye Xixi when she acted spoiled.
Ye Xiao couldn’t help but smile gently, reaching out to pat his back lightly.
Ying Jingyao’s breath was slightly warm on her neck, suddenly, he turned and planted a heavy kiss by Ye Xiao’s ear, his arms tightening, "I’m leaving."
After speaking, Ying Jingyao released Ye Xiao and walked quickly toward the door, his hurried steps as if something was chasing him.
Ye Xiao stood blankly on the spot.
The director’s control room at Wanhui Building, the clock points to midnight, yet the man sitting in front of the surveillance footage keeps reviewing the content over and over.
Gu Yan, looking at Rong Mochen like this, felt as if someone had punched his heart hard, causing unbearable pain.
With eyes dry and stinging, Gu Yan glanced at Wan Liwei, who was trembling beside him, frowning, said, "It’s getting late, Director Wan, you might as well leave first."
"This..." Wan Liwei was a bit tempted but dared not move, cautiously glancing at Rong Mochen.
"I’ll be here, Director Wan, don’t worry." Gu Yan said.
Wan Liwei thought for a moment, then said, "I have a vacant villa in the new district that’s been prepared. If Mr. Rong and Assistant Gu don’t mind, you’re welcome to stay the night. My driver knows where the villa is; I’ll have him wait for you at the door, alright?"
"No need for the trouble; we’ve already booked a room at the hotel." Gu Yan replied.
Wan Liwei knew Rong Mochen had long leased a diamond presidential suite at a diamond hotel in S City, so he said this only as a polite formality, not wishing to appear rude, and upon hearing Gu Yan, he didn’t say anything further.
Gu Yan gestured towards the door for him to leave.
Wan Liwei narrowed his eyes at Rong Mochen, speaking respectfully, "Then Mr. Rong, I’ll take my leave first."
Naturally, there was no response from Rong Mochen.
Wan Liwei pressed his lips together, taking a deep look at the woman in the video before nodding to Gu Yan and heading out the door.
As Wan Liwei exited the control room, closing the door, a scene suddenly flashed through his mind...
Inside the control room, Gu Yan furrows his brow tightly, puzzled as he watches Wan Liwei, who returns, "Director Wan, is there something else?"
Wan Liwei, slightly out of breath, stared at the woman in the video, speaking with certainty, "I’ve seen that woman in the video..."
"What did you say?" Gu Yan was shocked, grabbing Wan Liwei’s arm suddenly, speaking in a tight voice.
Wan Liwei’s expression was tense, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes, looking at Gu Yan, saying, "My wife has no other hobbies, she just loves studying drama, she’s a drama actress herself. Previously, my wife performed in a play, insisted I take my son to watch it; I refused, my wife threatened to divorce me..."
"Director Wan, please get to the point!" Gu Yan resisted the urge to curse, furrowing his brow as he spoke to Wan Liwei.