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

Chapter 230 Wounded and Entering the Cabin, Confessing Everything

Inside the company, Xue Jiashu's agent, Yuan Fen, was frantically dealing with Xue Jiashu's messy affairs.

His usual conduct was indecent, and Yuan Fen, as Xue Jiashu's agent, had to clean up his messes countless times.

This time, Xue Jiashu brought it on himself by provoking that new actress named Luo Xiyao.

Yuan Fen had warned Xue Jiashu that Luo Xiyao had powerful backers, but he stubbornly insisted on going against her.

Now look what's happened. The other party went to great lengths to dig up Xue Jiashu's dirt and exposed him completely, drawing criticism from his fans.

Xue Jiashu thought he was one step ahead, but he unexpectedly stumbled and finally began to panic.

He rushed to the company to find Yuanfen, his attitude impatient.

"What's wrong with you? Why haven't those negative stories about me been taken down from the trending topics? They've been up for a whole day and night. How long are you going to keep making a scene like this? If this keeps up, all my fans will leave!"

Yuan Fen was furious when she heard his words.

"I told you before, don't mess with Luo Xiyao. You were lusting after her body and wanted her to give in. Now what have you gotten yourself?"

"What's the use of saying all this? You're my manager, you have to help me solve this problem!" Xue Jiashu said angrily.

Many fans recognized the man in the indecent photos as Xue Jiashu himself, and his Weibo was flooded with insults.

[What a pitiful man! Wasn't he deeply in love with Luo Xiyao? How come he went to a hotel with another woman the night before?]

[This woman looks familiar. Isn't she that female celebrity who got married before the new year?]

[This is shocking! Xue Jiashu was having an affair with a married woman; it turns out he was the third party who broke up their marriage.]

[Is this a case of the thief crying "stop thief?"? It's disgusting! I can't believe I'm a fan of this male celebrity. I feel like throwing up my dinner from last night! Ugh!]

Yuan Fen didn't care about Xue Jiashu at all, and after offering a few words of comfort, she went on to do her own thing.

Since Xue Jiashu was the company's cash cow, she had to do the cleanup work.

As for how far it can be achieved, let's leave it to fate.

Not only are there no new film and television companies interested in Xue Jiashu now, but even the brands he previously endorsed have sent him letters of termination.

After Yuan Fen told Xue Jiashu about it, he belatedly realized the seriousness of the matter.

Xue Jiashu slumped to the ground, his feigned dejection now becoming genuine.

How could he possibly know who he had offended?

She's just a female student who hasn't graduated yet. Even if she's being kept by a sugar daddy, would he really go to this extent for her?

But step by step, he had clearly fallen into someone else's trap.

Looking back now, the hotel room incident seems like it was all staged to clear Luo Xiyao's name.

Does this mean his acting career is over?

Xue Jiashu was like a lump of mud, unable to stand up again...

The top-floor luxury VIP suite on the Costa Cruises.

Ning Yao didn't dare to struggle the whole way, and even breathed much softer, for fear of disturbing Wen Tingye's half-stitched wound.

Wen Tingye didn't use the suite he booked himself at all; he had been staying with Ning Yao ever since he boarded the ship.

Wen Tingye placed Ning Yao, whom he was holding, on the sofa, leaned over her, and placed his hands on either side of her neck, holding her firmly beneath him.

"How do you plan to thank me?" Wen Tingye asked Ning Yao in a deep voice.

Ning Yao stared at Wen Tingye for a while, then said coldly, "Your wound hasn't been stitched up yet. I'll thank you after it's finished."

Upon hearing this, Wen Tingye stood up and quickly called his private doctor to bring a medical kit. He then dismissed them all, finding them in the way of the room.

Ning Yao was speechless as she looked at Wen Tingye, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs apart and his shirt open, stitching up her wound.

Why insist on doing it myself when there are doctors available? What a strange habit of this is.

To Ning Yao's surprise, Wen Tingye was quite quick; the sutures were neat and tight, no less than those of a professional doctor.

After treating his wounds, Wen Tingye's muscular chest was exposed to Ning Yao. He held up four fingers and waved them at her.

Ning Yao understood Wen Tingye's meaning; this man had come to collect a debt.

Ning Yao blinked her beautiful fox-like eyes, her demeanor neither delicate nor pretentious, but brimming with endless allure.

Seeing the woman approach him in an extremely seductive pose, Wen Tingye's heart raced, and he swallowed lightly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

It seems the little fox has finally figured it out today and knows how to please a man.

Ning Yao got closer and closer, and glimpses of her slender arms and soft, alluring curves beneath the neckline of her dress were suddenly revealed, but she didn't notice.

Ning Yao blushed and leaned forward to gently kiss Wen Tingye's lips.

Only when their lips touched did she feel Wen Tingye's heat.

When did this man...?

Sensing that the atmosphere in the room had suddenly become strange, Ning Yao also smelled a familiar scent on Wen Tingye.

Wen Tingye always emits a faint scent when he is aroused, and this scent can affect her secretions.

"Wait, didn't you want to know about my relationship with Ning Moran?" Just as Wen Tingye leaned forward, Ning Yao promptly reached out her palm and pressed against the man's shoulder, stopping him from taking any further action.

He's still injured. How could he do that kind of thing at this time? If he exerts force, the wound will tear open, and it will be very painful.

Ning Yao was only thinking of Wen Tingye's best interests, but he didn't appreciate it. Every time she took a step back, Wen Tingye would take a step forward, forcing her to almost press her back against the sofa armrest, arching her back in an extremely shameful position.

"Worried about my injury?"

“I’ve been on the battlefield, this little injury is nothing to me.” Wen Tingye saw through Ning Yao’s thoughts at a glance.

He felt Ning Yao's rapid breathing, chuckled, and reached out to support her waist to prevent her from hurting herself if she continued to back away.

Ning Yao brought her legs together, and for a moment a few forbidden images flashed through her mind, making her ears burn.

Wen Tingye gazed at Ning Yao beneath him. A few strands of her dark hair clung to her lips, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright eyes held a touch of allure, a captivating blend of innocence and charm.

No man could resist looking down at such a stunning beauty.

Wen Tingye was even more intense, because he not only had a physical desire for Ning Yao, but also liked her on a spiritual level.

The heat in his body kept rising, and Wen Tingye's mind exploded. Following his instincts, he bent down and kissed Ning Yao's lips.

Sensing Ning Yao's resistance, Wen Tingye gripped her slender wrist and guided her downwards to unbuckle his belt.

Wen Tingye noticed that Ning Yao couldn't unbutton her clothes no matter how hard she tried, so he helplessly pressed his forehead against hers.

"Why are you still so clumsy? Didn't I teach you?"

Ning Yao's mind was buzzing; she had completely lost her senses.

This man is too skilled. Even if Ning Yao doesn't want to, he will lead her to gradually find the feeling and even fall for him.

She started to feel unwell, started to feel thirsty, and her body couldn't help but want to drink water...

Ning Yao pursed her lips, raised her hand to push Wen Tingye away, and without even putting on her shoes, ran to the sink in the suite to get a glass.

She hadn't run more than a few steps when the man who had stood up with her grabbed her waist with one arm.

The man's arm radiated a scorching heat, almost burning Ning Yao's slender waist.

Wen Tingye wouldn't allow Ning Yao to escape. He turned her body around and held her tightly, kissing her face like a predator.

Ning Yao let out a soft moan, a mixture of shyness and helplessness, tinged with a hint of anticipation—anticipation of the man's next move…