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

Chapter 391 Brotherhood, Heartbreaking

On the plane, Ning Yao turned her head and closed her eyes to rest, while Wen Tingye looked at the files on his computer.

The return journey took seven or eight hours, and during that time, Wen Tingye didn't get close to her at all, he was just busy with his own things.

Ning Yao sighed inwardly, feeling that she was being really pretentious.

When Wen Tingye pestered her, she was unhappy; when he didn't pester her, she felt anxious and uneasy.

Fortunately, I actually fell asleep while I was lost in thought, and seven or eight hours passed in the blink of an eye.

When Ning Yao got off the plane, she saw several people carrying a coffin coming out of another cabin. The coffin was very well made and was obviously a high-end item. As for who was inside, Ning Yao thought she could roughly guess.

This time, Wen Tingye's mercenary team lost more than a dozen special forces soldiers, three of whom were Asian, specifically from China.

The coffin likely contains the remains of those three special forces soldiers.

As Ning Yao thought this, she glanced at Wen Tingye, who was some distance away from her.

"Be careful, go slowly!" The man's deep voice suddenly rang out, carrying an absolute sense of authority and command.

The coffin bearers were struggling, but Wen Tingye, disregarding his status, stepped forward and personally carried the coffin to lend a hand to his subordinates.

Wen Tingye was still wearing a slightly loose shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the veins could be vaguely seen from exertion.

His broad shoulders rested against the corner of the coffin's base, his back ramrod straight, his face solemn, and a faint trace of pain in his eyes.

The pain quickly disappeared, as if Ning Yao had been hallucinating and had misread it.

He is Wen Tingye; even in pain, he would never show it on his face.

Seeing this scene, Ning Yao felt a surge of emotion, and her steps sank lower and lower with each step of the heavy coffin.

She suddenly remembered that Wen Tingye had a comrade-in-arms who sacrificed himself to protect him, who was Wen Na's older brother.

Wen Tingye must have been in great pain at the time, having lost his comrade-in-arms.

Ning Yao had never been on the battlefield, so she couldn't truly understand that kind of camaraderie, but now she felt it from Wen Tingye.

She looked at the expressionless Wen Tingye with a pang of heartache. He had been by her side the whole time, but she had overlooked his inner pain.

My father's men were all rescued, and apart from the scars they already had, they suffered almost no further external injuries.

But Wen Tingye sacrificed several of his brothers. It must have been very painful for him.

The wind was strong at the airport, blowing Ning Yao's soft, black hair, with a few strands of hair sticking to the corners of her eyes.

……

Of course, not just anyone can enter Wen Tingye's private airport. Before Cui Mengmeng came to the airport, Ning Yao specifically asked Wen Tingye for permission, and after obtaining permission, a special person was assigned to receive Cui Mengmeng at the airport.

Ning Yao was gone for almost half a month. When she saw her friends in China again, she was naturally in a great mood, and the corners of her lips were always turned up.

"Yao Yao!"

"misty!"

Ning Yao and Cui Mengmeng jogged towards each other and suddenly hugged each other.

Ning Yao was taller than Cui Mengmeng. She wrapped her arms around Cui Mengmeng's waist and lifted her into the air, her feet off the ground.

Wen Tingye casually glanced at Ning Yao's face, and seeing her smiling face, his mood improved as well.

However, he was still a little annoyed that Ning Yao was happier to see Cui Mengmeng than to see him, and didn't seem as eager to hug him as she was now.

It's not jealousy of women, but jealousy of unfair treatment, and it's the kind of jealousy that's been brewing for ages, the kind that makes your teeth ache.

Ning Yao told Cui Mengmeng about some minor things that happened to her at the Simen base. She mentioned that she had met her father, but did not go into details about the process, especially the matter of the real and fake Si Longshen.

The two women huddled together and whispered a lot of private things. When Ning Yao realized that Wen Tingye was still nearby, she looked up and saw that there was no trace of the man in the airport.

"When did you leave? You didn't even tell me." Ning Yao muttered, displeasure flashing in her eyes, but she didn't really take it to heart.

She only told Cui Mengmeng that she was back. The two got into a taxi and started talking about the script.

"Are you sure you want to take this one? This is the most difficult script of all." Cui Mengmeng reminded Ning Yao that Ning Yao might not be able to handle it with her current skills, and the director had a bad temper, known in the industry for his explosive temper.

"Okay, you can take this role for me." Ning Yao was very confident in the script she had chosen. She had played too many introverted characters, and rarely played one with such clear likes and dislikes. In fact, having clear likes and dislikes was more in line with her real-life personality.

“Okay.” Cui Mengmeng replied and immediately began contacting the producer in the car.

The two resolved their work matters in the car. Ning Yao personally drove Cui Mengmeng back to school, and then took a car to the Wen family's old residence.

Today is the weekend, and the children don't have to go to school. They must be at the Wen family's old house with the Wen family elders.

Ning Yao hadn't seen her children for a long time and missed them terribly. She even urged the driver to hurry up.

When the driver picked up Ning Yao, he felt that she looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

It's rare to see a passenger with such exquisite and outstanding features, especially Ning Yao, who also has a good temperament, a cool and aloof demeanor, and an elegant and upright posture, like a crystal-clear white flower on a snow-capped mountain, still covered with dew.

It must be some big celebrity, after all, this is a private airport, and ordinary people can't afford a private jet.

Moreover, the female passenger's destination was actually a luxury villa district in the capital city where land is extremely valuable.

Ning Yao had no idea what the driver was thinking; she was focused on her own affairs.

After meeting Ai Xiubao Ying, she still needed to find Ranran, Achen, and Duoduo.

To outsiders, this might seem like a burden and a chore, but Ning Yao finds it fulfilling and happy.

It's good to be busy with things and to have people you care about and worry about!

Ning Yao's phone vibrated; it was a WeChat message.

Ning Yao tapped the screen a few times with her slender white fingers. After seeing the WeChat message, she was a little stunned.

Wen Tingye: [I'm going to settle their funeral arrangements and visit their parents and children. Be careful going back alone. Message me when you arrive. The bodyguards I've arranged for you are my capable assistants, so don't worry.]

This message was sent several tens of minutes ago, how come I'm only receiving it now?

After carefully reading through the message several times, Ning Yao's mood sank again.

If possible, she would like to go and visit them as well.

However, the deaths of Wen Tingye's brothers were inextricably linked to her; if it weren't for saving her father and others, they wouldn't have sacrificed themselves.

Ning Yao subconsciously took the blame for this incident upon herself, her eyes filled with a hint of sorrow and guilt.

Wen Tingye: [Don't overthink it. They're mercenaries. Even without this mission, there would be another. They sacrificed themselves for the mission, not because of you.]

As if anticipating Ning Yao's overthinking, Wen Tingye quickly sent another message.