Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 423 Half a daughter, how could I not worry?

The game basically ended in six minutes, and the opponents were no match for them at all.

After reaching a certain rank, Guan Ying was still not satisfied and wanted to continue playing.

Ning Chen spoke up, saying, "Mom, you should rest."

Ning Moran echoed, "It's true that she should rest. It's already eleven o'clock. Outside of work hours, it's better for Mom to go to bed before eleven o'clock for her health."

Ning Yao didn't have Guan Ying's enthusiasm for playing games, especially since she played a support role. Every time she arrived, her son had already taken care of the enemy players, so she had no gaming experience at all.

Ning Yao was so bored that she yawned several times because her two sons carried her to victory in the previous rounds.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now. You two shouldn't stay up too late either," Ning Yao said softly.

She knew her son must be very busy, and he must have made time to play games with her.

"Okay, goodnight, Mom." Ning Chen and Ning Moran said almost simultaneously.

Guan Ying hesitated to speak, but seeing that the three legs were really not interested in playing anymore, she could only pout and give up.

Perhaps Ning Yao was truly bored. After yawning repeatedly, she slept soundly all night. She almost couldn't get out of bed the next day. Fortunately, besides her own alarm clock, she also had a female bodyguard and human alarm clock, Guan Ying.

After getting up, Ning Yao quickly tidied herself up, then flung open the door and immediately saw several people outside.

The bodyguards sent by Wen Tingye had been waiting at the door for some time. They were all female bodyguards, and unlike Guan Ying, they all had the standard appearance of the Russian fighting nation.

"Boss Ning." Several women greeted Ning Yao respectfully.

Ning Yao's eyes widened, and she remained stunned for a while before realizing that these people must be the ones Wen Tingye had arranged to protect her.

They were all quite good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Because they exercised regularly, their physiques looked like they had stepped out of a comic book.

Fortunately, he didn't find someone too tall; they were about the same height as Ning Yao, around 1.75 meters.

Guan Ying was also startled by the Russian girls when she first went out, and afterwards she felt a little uncomfortable.

From now on, Boss Ning will have several more female bodyguards around him, some of whom are internationally renowned bodyguard athletes. Guan Ying knows them, not because she thinks she is less capable than them.

Instead, it was a case of peer rivalry. Guan Ying instinctively disliked these Russian girls, feeling that half of her job was being taken away.

Although she felt uncomfortable, Guan Ying suppressed her feelings and decided to cooperate happily with these colleagues.

Her feelings are a small matter; Boss Ning's personal safety is a big deal. She wouldn't be so petty.

Ning Yao didn't have any classes today, so she didn't need to stay at school.

When it was time to get in the car, Guan Ying naturally stepped forward to open the door for Ning Yao, getting there before the Russian girls.

Guan Ying was particularly quick, mainly because she was worried that if she was a step too slow, someone else would take the chance to open the door.

The moment Guan Ying successfully grasped the car door handle, she felt a sense of exhilaration, as if she had gotten ahead of everyone else.

Afterwards, while waiting for the Russian girls to get into the car, Guan Ying leaned forward to fasten Ning Yao's seatbelt and said softly, "Ms. Ning, you don't have class today. Where are you planning to go? Would you like to visit the young master and young lady?"

Guan Ying's words were particularly cunning, subtly demonstrating her understanding of Ning Yao.

With a slightly raised chin and a hint of arrogance, he glanced disdainfully at the female bodyguards, as if to say, "Newcomers are always newcomers. Do you know as much about Boss Ning's daily life as I do? You can't!"

Ning Yao felt that Guan Ying was unusually obsequious today, and was puzzled for a moment. Then she saw that Guan Ying kept glancing at the Russian female bodyguards out of the corner of her eye, and Ning Yao finally understood. A faint smile appeared on her lips.

Some people want to win favor because they're afraid of losing their jobs.

"Yes, I'm going to check on Ai Xiu and Bao Ying."

"Master, please, Imperial City First-Class Garden."

As soon as Ning Yao finished speaking, Guan Ying decisively instructed the driver to take them directly to the Wen family's old residence.

Seeing this, Ning Yao pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, feeling a surge of emotion within her.

Guan Ying's survival instinct is just too strong, isn't it?

Upon arriving at the luxury residential area of ​​the capital, Ning Yao got out of the car, and Guan Ying followed nimbly behind her, taking out a gift that Ning Yao had prepared in advance from the trunk.

Ning Yao rarely comes to the Wen family's old residence empty-handed; if she ever comes without a gift, she always makes up for it the next time.

The gifts weren't just for the children; they were also for Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen, and even for Wen Tingye's sister, Wen Qingjia. No one in the Wen family was spared.

Of course, this excludes those few people from the second branch of the Wen family.

Ning Yao had heard Wen Tingye mention Second Master Wen before, and considering the attitude and character of the people from the second branch of the Wen family when they invited her to dinner at the Wen family's old residence, Ning Yao felt there was really no need to prepare a gift.

Wen Qingjia's health had never been very good, and Ning Yao had only seen her a handful of times, so the things she brought were mostly rare and precious medicinal herbs and supplements that couldn't be bought on the market.

Grandpa Wen was rarely home. When Ning Yao met the old lady, she was in the music room with Bao Ying practicing the piano.

"Yaoyao is here." Old Madam Wen was very happy to see Ning Yao. The smile on her face was genuine, not just a polite gesture.

"Hello, Auntie." Ning Yao smiled at Madam Wen, her voice gentle and soft, displaying the humility of a junior.

"Mommy!" Wen Baoying's eyes lit up when she saw Ning Yao, and she rushed over with small steps.

Wen Baoying was often dressed up as a little princess by Madam Wen, wearing a snow-white dress that looked like cream, cute and pretty.

"So well-behaved, practicing the piano?" Ning Yao smiled and stroked her daughter's hair, sighing inwardly that in just one week, the child had grown quite a bit, and the childishness on her face was gradually fading, giving her the appearance of a young woman.

"Yes, Grandma likes to hear me play the piano, so I play for her." Wen Baoying's voice was clear and melodious, like the chirping of a magpie in the early morning, pleasant and endearing.

"Where is my brother?" Ning Yao raised an eyebrow and asked, not seeing Wen Aixiu anywhere.

“My brother has recently become obsessed with a game and is playing it in the back garden. He complains that my piano playing is disturbing his game.” Wen Baoying pouted her pink lips immediately when Wen Aixiu was mentioned.

Ning Yao exchanged a glance with Old Madam Wen and found that Old Madam Wen did not have any opinion on the children playing games.

Grandparents always dote on their grandchildren; Ning Yao knows this all too well.

In fact, Ning Yao didn't think it was a good thing for children to only study and strive for advancement. Children at this age should have their own hobbies.

However, getting too immersed in games is not good, especially games. You must set a time limit for playing each day and not be too indulgent.

As if guessing what Ning Yao was thinking, Madam Wen immediately smiled and explained, "She didn't play for long, only for twenty minutes."

"By the way, I saw it trending on social media. Are you alright?" Old Madam Wen recalled what Ning Yao had encountered at the movie theater, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes as she looked Ning Yao up and down.

He almost had his throat slit; his life hung by a thread. How dangerous!

Madam Wen already regarded Ning Yao as her own daughter, so how could she not worry?