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

Chapter 432 Mr. Wen's Appearance, Everyone's Hearts Flutter

Many girls around, seeing Ning Chen bend down and squat, sighed in unison...

This boy is such a smooth talker! But what's the relationship between this woman and these two boys, one big and one small?

I just clearly saw this woman sitting on another handsome guy's shoulders...

She's so lucky! She's surrounded by so many handsome guys. Did she save the galaxy in her past life?

Ning Yao was unaware of what the people around her were thinking; at that moment, all she could think about was her son.

If the two sons are competing, it could easily damage their relationship if not handled properly...

Of course, a mother should treat all her children equally. She can't stop caring for her son just because he's older. She should treat them the same as everyone else.

Ning Yao could tell that the reason the match ended in a draw was entirely because Ning Chen had secretly let Wen Aixiu win, giving him dignity.

Ning Yao felt that her son did a particularly good job in this regard; the desire to win or lose was insignificant in the face of family affection, and nothing was more important than brotherhood.

"Achen, you did a great job." Ning Yao smiled and patted her son's hair, her tone full of affection.

Ning Chen smiled but didn't say anything more.

It's only right to let your older brother have his way; what does winning or losing matter?

Wen Aixiu was unhappy, and his face became even more stern. He thought to himself that if it hadn't been a draw, Mommy would definitely have been paying attention to him and wouldn't have bothered with that brat Ning Chen.

“Let’s compete in something else!” Wen Aixiu looked at Ning Chen and issued another challenge.

Ning Yao glanced at her from the side, took a few steps forward, and said with amusement, "Are you addicted to this competition?"

"If there's no winner, we should continue. What does a draw even mean?" Wen Aixiu retorted, unconvinced.

Ning Yao looked at her eldest son, whose competitive spirit was bursting, and her eyes were filled with helplessness.

Seeing Wen Tingye approach, he teased, "Were you like this when you were little, always trying to outdo others?"

Ning Yao thought that Wen Aixiu's body was mostly given by Wen Tingye's genes, and Wen Aixiu was also the one who most resembled Wen Tingye.

“When I was little, no one dared to challenge me, and I wouldn’t do such a silly thing, it’s too childish.” Wen Tingye’s voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Wen Aixiu, who was standing not far away, to hear.

When Wen Aixiu heard Wen Tingye laugh at him for being childish, he immediately straightened his back, changed his mind, and his ears turned slightly red.

"Forget it, I'm not going to compete with you anymore. What's the point of winning or losing? It's meaningless. Only kids care about winning and losing."

Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye silently, her eyes filled with admiration.

Ultimately, it's the father who has to discipline his son. Either he doesn't say anything, or when he does, it hits the mark perfectly.

Ning Chen's face remained expressionless, but a hint of indulgence was etched in his eyes.

"Although we drew, you are the toughest opponent I have ever faced. You are great."

Nothing is more pleasing than praise from your opponent, and Wen Aixiu was indeed flattered and forgot the shame of the draw.

"It's alright, there's still room for improvement. You'll get even better in the future. I'll challenge you to a duel then, so don't be shy."

“It’s a deal.” Ning Chen extended his little finger to Wen Aixiu, and the two hooked their fingers together.

Ning Yao witnessed this scene and felt incredibly gratified.

Suddenly, music started playing in the park. The trampoline stunts were about to begin, and the two children were extremely excited. They grabbed Ning Yao's hands and ran towards the performance area.

The performers are employees of the trampoline park; they are all professionally trained, and the moves are extremely difficult.

They were standing on a platform about three meters high, below which was a square-shaped trampoline with greater elasticity than the regular trampoline.

Ning Yao and her group were nearby and arrived early, so they all stood in the front row with a wide view.

To the rhythm of the passionate music, the staff members leaned down from the three-meter-high stage, completely unrestrained.

The moment he fell, he landed on the trampoline's springs, then jumped up again, using the wall's support to climb back onto the platform step by step.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Ning Yao was eager to try it herself after watching the professional performance.

As if his thoughts had been read, the host on stage suddenly grabbed the microphone and spoke.

"Next is our staff interaction time. Are there any audience members who would like to come up and try it? Our professionals will protect you and you won't get hurt, so you can try it with peace of mind."

Wen Baoying immediately raised her slender white hand. The host saw this and said gently, "The little girl in the pink tracksuit."

The moment she was called, Wen Baoying was a little scared. She pursed her lips and shrank her shoulders, feeling both interested and hesitant to go up.

Ning Yao bent down to her daughter's side, took her hand, and said softly, "Baoying, don't be afraid. Mommy will go up with you, okay?"

"Mmm." Wen Baoying's eyes lit up instantly. With her mother by her side, she wasn't afraid anymore!

Two people, one big and one small, walked onto the stage. Seeing that Ning Yao was beautiful, had a good figure, and had an outstanding temperament, the people around her applauded in a very respectful manner.

"They look like Russian nesting dolls. Is the older sister with her younger sister?"

"I think they look quite alike, but the older woman looks to be only about twenty years old, not like she's married."

"She's so cute! This little girl must be trying to trick me into having a daughter. I was thinking about having a son while watching the basketball shooting game, and now I want a daughter. Waaah..."

As one of the girls spoke, her eyes lit up, as if she wanted to rush up and take Wen Baoying home to raise.

Seeing her like this, the man beside her laughed and teased, "When we get back, if we try our best, wouldn't it be great to have twins, a boy and a girl?"

The girl's face instantly turned red, and she raised her hand and punched the boy in the chest. The boy laughed indulgently.

"That woman looks so familiar. Doesn't she resemble a celebrity in the entertainment industry?"

"There are plenty of people who look alike. Why would a celebrity ostentatiously come to a public place without even clearing the area? It's definitely not a celebrity!"

"It's about to start! Look! The little princess is being picked up by the staff. Her face is all rosy and she's so cute!"

Ning Yao sent her daughter out, and the staff immediately picked up Wen Baoying, who was so frightened that she clung tightly to his clothes.

"Don't be afraid, your brother is just tossing you up and will catch you soon. It'll be a lot of fun," the staff member said with a smile.

Wen Baoying stared at the staff member with her big, grape-like eyes, seemingly understanding but not quite, almost melting the staff member's heart.

He carefully began to pick up Wen Baoying, and using the spring force under his feet, he tossed the little girl in his arms into the air.

He didn't throw it very high at first, giving Wen Baoying time to adjust.

Wen Baoying swung in the air and was caught by staff the next second. The feeling of weightlessness made her feel both scared and excited.

Realizing she wouldn't get hurt, Wen Baoying relaxed considerably, pouted, and soon started giggling.

Ning Yao watched from the sidelines, initially nervous, but then her eyes softened as she gazed intently at her daughter who was having a great time, her smile growing wider and wider.

After Wen Baoying played for a while, it was Ning Yao's turn to perform, and the stunt performer was replaced.

These stunts all require strength, especially arm and leg strength, and there are very few female staff members.

Ning Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with it; it was just work, and physical contact was inevitable.

When the staff saw that Ning Yao was a great beauty, their hearts started pounding, and they secretly thought they were in for a treat today.

The stunt team's joy lasted only a few seconds before a cold, deep, magnetic voice suddenly rang out.

"I'll do it." Wen Tingye's thin lips parted slightly, and after uttering two words, he stepped out from the crowd.

He was wearing a white tracksuit almost identical to Ning Yao's. He was tall, handsome, and had a noble and domineering air about him, just like a male protagonist who had stepped out of a comic book.

If Ning Yao's appearance immediately drew the attention of all the men in the audience, then Wen Tingye's appearance captivated all the female audience members, almost causing the host to lose control.

What incredible genetics! He's so handsome!