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

Chapter 424 Zero-flower limit, Ai Xiu is troubled

Ning Yao knew that the old lady genuinely cared about her, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She comforted her, saying, "It's alright, it was just an accident."

However, Madam Wen did not think that this matter could be easily dismissed. She looked serious and almost scolded him.

“Although nothing happened this time, we can’t be careless. As an actor, you often have to attend these kinds of events. We’re worried about not having a few skilled people to protect you.”

"I've discussed it with the old man, and we've been looking for good bodyguards for you these past few days, both men and women. You can pick a few that you like and keep them by your side. Take them with you wherever you go from now on, understand?"

Even now, when Madam Wen thinks about it, her heart still pounds. She had experienced a kidnapping and knew how utterly wicked people can be; they wouldn't talk to you about morality or righteousness.

Even though she, the old man, and their grandchildren have all been given extra staff to prevent similar situations from happening again.

"Auntie, you don't need to worry about such a small matter. Tingye has already arranged it for me," Ning Yao quickly replied to the old lady.

At this moment, Ning Yao's hands hung at her sides, her lips were almost imperceptibly pursed, and she took a soft breath.

Wen Tingye has already assigned her three more Russian female bodyguards, and it seems her father has the same idea.

With the addition of Madam Wen and Grandpa Wen, won't she have a dozen or twenty bodyguards surrounding her from now on?

Even before that time came, Ning Yao already felt an indescribable sense of suffocation welling up in her heart.

After all, she learned her skills from Xing Ershu, the godfather of the R country's mafia. Dealing with a few thugs was a piece of cake for her.

Why do the people around her treat her like a weak woman who can't even kill a chicken?

Meanwhile, Guan Ying, standing next to Ning Yao, was also gripped by self-doubt, her sense of impending unemployment skyrocketing.

"You almost lost your life and you're saying this is a small matter?"

Madam Wen strongly disagreed with Ning Yao's statement. She immediately pulled Ning Yao to her side with a cold face, looking as if she wanted to give her a good talking-to on how to cherish life.

Ning Yao knew things were going badly, but there was nothing she could do. She could only turn to her daughter, Wen Baoying, for help.

Bao Ying was a clever child. Noticing her mother's gaze, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Ning Yao's hand, saying in a soft voice, "Mommy, our school is holding a parent-child activity in a couple of days. It's on Tuesday. Do you have time? Can you come with me?"

Ning Yao glanced at Guan Ying, who immediately understood and said, "Ms. Ning, your classes on Tuesdays are all scheduled for the evening, so you have time during the day."

Guan Ying had already memorized Ning Yao's class schedule perfectly and knew it without even looking at the notes.

"Mommy is free. I'll pick you up the night before, and we can sleep together. Then I'll accompany you to school for your activity in the morning, okay?"

Even if Ning Yao has classes, she will ask for leave to attend. She already has very little time to spend with the children, and she cannot afford to be absent any longer.

"That's wonderful!" Wen Baoying's childish voice rang out, clear and crisp.

Ning Yao listened, her lips curving slightly into a gentle and beautiful smile.

When the old lady saw the mother and daughter talking about the arrangements for parent-child activities, she had no choice but to shut her mouth and not mention the matter of hiring bodyguards for the time being.

For the old lady, this was just a matter of a word.

She will arrange a personal bodyguard for Ning Yao without having to ask Ning Yao's opinion.

Even if Ning Yao was unwilling, she had to make arrangements for these people, even if it was just to protect them secretly, so that she could feel at ease.

Wen Aixiu jogged in. He had been playing a game in the backyard, engrossed in it, when a servant from the old mansion suddenly appeared and tried to remind him of something, but he impatiently interrupted him.

It wasn't until the game ended that he realized his mother had come to the old house. He immediately forgot about his phone and ran into the practice room.

"Mommy, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Those servants are really something. All I said was not to disturb me, and they actually didn't tell me you were coming. Don't they know what's important? They're so stupid. No wonder they'll only ever be servants!"

Wen Aixiu, with a cold, poker face, immediately regretted spending nearly twenty minutes on the game.

Comparatively speaking, this means less time spent with mom.

“Every industry has its reason for existing. Domestic workers also have dignity, and their work is indispensable to society. We should not underestimate the talents in any profession, not even cleaning staff. If you dare to say such things again, Mommy will spank you!”

Ning Yao bent down, then bent her finger and gently tapped her son's forehead as a form of punishment.

Wen Aixiu snorted coldly, but a faint sense of regret rose in his eyes.

He didn't mean to disrespect them; he was just upset because they hadn't told him his mother was coming.

"Aunt Guan Ying." Wen Aixiu raised his hand to greet Guan Ying, who was standing next to Ning Yao.

He knew that his mother liked well-mannered children, and whenever he was well-behaved, his mother's eyes would light up when she looked at him.

It only takes a few words to make Mommy happy, and Wen Aixiu is more than willing to do it.

Guan Ying's cold expression softened slightly because of Wen Aixiu's words, and the corners of her lips turned up slightly.

The young master spoke to her on his own initiative. He clearly didn't recognize the other female bodyguards around Ning Yao, but he recognized her.

Isn't that special treatment?

Guan Ying subconsciously clenched her fingers, feeling as if she had unconsciously gained a firmer grip on her livelihood!

After speaking with the old lady, Ning Yao took the children upstairs to check their homework.

Ning Yao sat at the table and looked over her son's and daughter's report cards, studying them carefully.

Wen Aixiu sat on a chair to the side and silently opened the recharge interface of the mobile game.

He really wanted that Valkyrie jungler champion; there are already two available across the entire server, and only one is left.

If he doesn't hurry up and draw his weapon, he'll definitely lose to someone else, and then it will be too late for him to cry.

The recharge interface quickly displayed a message indicating that his balance was insufficient; Wen Aixiu had already used up all of his allowance for the month.

Wen Aixiu spoke up in frustration while looking at his phone screen, instantly disturbing Ning Yao who was looking at her report card. She raised an eyebrow and looked at her son, but she didn't know what he was upset about. His little poker face was wrinkled, making him look like a little old man.

"What's wrong?" Ning Yao put down the report card, her clear and innocent eyes now fixed on her precious son.

"It's nothing, I just don't have enough pocket money..." Wen Aixiu said, a little embarrassed.

If it weren't for the practicalities, he really wouldn't want to ask his mother for pocket money; he felt he should be giving his mother pocket money.

Mommy isn't as rich as Daddy. She works very hard to earn money. After thinking about this, Wen Aixiu decided it was better not to ask.

"I've used up my monthly allowance, and Daddy won't give me any more," Wen Aixiu sighed.

He wanted to earn his own pocket money, but unfortunately, the people his father sent were watching him too closely. The money he invested in the stock market recently was also controlled by his father, and he couldn't withdraw it at all.

His father wanted him to study hard and not get involved in business matters at this stage, let alone play the stock market at such a young age.