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

Chapter 559 Head Held High, Chest Out, No Guilt

Wen Tingye escorted Ning Yao to the entrance of the courtyard outside the cabin and then stopped.

He had no intention of staying with the production crew; after seeing the person off, he turned to leave.

Ning Yao stood in the courtyard looking at Wen Tingye. He Yu had already brought the vehicle over for him; it was a sleek and incredibly stylish motorcycle.

The moment the young woman saw the motorcycle, her eyes brightened and sparkled, and her cherry-red lips parted in surprise, unable to close.

"MKS Limited Edition Fighter Jet!" Ning Yao's voice was filled with surprise and joy, and her fingertips excitedly tightened as she gripped the hem of her skirt.

This motorcycle uses an aluminum twin-cylinder four-stroke engine and is the world's fastest motorcycle, reaching a speed of 250 km/h.

This is yet another collectible that money can't always buy. The last time it appeared in the public eye was at the World Museum in the United States, where the starting bid for the auction was as high as seven million. Nobody knows who ultimately won it.

Wen Tingye didn't need to look back to know that Ning Yao, that little car enthusiast, couldn't resist any longer. She was itching to get on the motorcycle and try it out.

The man's movements as he boarded the motorcycle were graceful and efficient. With a long stride, he steadily straddled the seat, his slender and handsome fingers twisting the starter mechanism in his right hand. The motorcycle immediately began to whir and spin rapidly, kicking up a layer of dust like a thin mist in the air.

Ning Yao tried to call out to Wen Tingye, but it was too late. She watched helplessly as the man drove away on his amazing motorcycle.

Her raised arm froze in mid-air, her full lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with longing and a pitiful expression.

The young woman's expression of grief at losing her beloved at that moment was an epic performance, a true natural portrayal!

[I want to buy all the motorcycle shops in the country for Goddess Yao Yao; her expression is just too adorable.]

"Premier Wen, could you let our Yao Yao ride your motorcycle for a while? Look how much she's drooling!"

[I need the purchase information for this car within five minutes. If Premier Wen doesn't buy it, I'll arrange it for him!]

The barrage of comments exploded because Ning Yao's expression was so pitiful; her longing for the motorcycle touched the hearts of the viewers.

Ning Yao sighed, gazing longingly at Wen Tingye's departing figure, and reluctantly turned her gaze away before starting to pack her luggage with Guan Ying.

The production team arranged everyone's rooms in advance. The cabins were neither too big nor too small. In addition to the common facilities such as the living room, bathroom and kitchen, there were three separate bedrooms with beds, facing the west, south and north respectively.

The rooms are basically the same size and decorated similarly, with only minor differences in style and orientation.

As for who sleeps in which room, that's decided by the guests participating in the show themselves.

Wenna huffed and puffed as she carried her luggage, panting heavily and her cheeks flushed red.

Her skin was already somewhat dark and yellowish due to her tan, and now with the addition of red, she looked exactly like a rural farm woman who had just returned from the fields, possessing a beautiful quality reminiscent of someone who had just finished working.

Wenna did have a preferred room; she liked the pea-green bedroom.

Her skin tone wasn't naturally fair; it was partly due to genetics and partly due to environmental factors.

She was not fair-skinned from birth, and because of her poor family conditions, she often had to work in the fields, which made her skin dark. As a result, the melanin in her skin accumulated and became difficult to remove completely through cosmetic procedures when she grew up. She could only let it heal slowly.

Living in a rose pink or Alice blue room will only make you look darker and more sallow.

Only pea green is best, as pea green makes the skin appear fairer and will make her look better in photos.

The pea-green room faces south, which is the best direction for living, as it gets both wind and sunshine in this weather.

Not wanting to come across as aggressive, Wenna opted for humility and said with a smile, "I think that pea-green bedroom is quite nice... but I'm not picky about rooms, so why don't you choose first?"

She knew Ning Yao's temperament; she was always non-competitive and never fought for anything. Moreover, since she had expressed her preferences in front of the camera, Ning Yao had no choice but to comply, otherwise she would be branded as a domineering person who would steal what others loved.

The young woman hesitated for a moment before replying to Wenna in a cool and aloof manner.

“I also think the pea-green one is nice, so I’ll take that one. Please make yourselves at home.” Ning Yao glanced at the south-facing room not far away, pursed her lips, nodded, and showed a satisfied expression on her face.

She did like the room quite a bit, and she also liked the rose pink and Alice blue colors. However, compared to that, Ning Yao remembered that this was a leisurely variety show about farming. As a guest, she was there to enjoy a life away from the hustle and bustle of the city, so green was more appropriate.

Hearing Ning Yao say this, Wen Na's facial expression began to turn ugly.

She had already expressed her liking for the pea-green bedroom, so how could Ning Yao shamelessly try to take it from her?

But it was Wenna who suggested it; she wanted to be modest, so now she doesn't have the room she liked.

No, if she stays in one of the other two rooms, she'll be so dark-skinned by the end of the entire recording that it'll be unbearable to look at...

After some internal struggle, Wenna decided to discuss it with Ning Yao again. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Ning Yao dragging her suitcase into the pea-green room. She had already entered the room and started unpacking her things.

You can vaguely hear Ning Yao talking to Guan Ying. The atmosphere of their conversation in the room is quite harmonious, just like that of best friends.

"I also brought you a few changes of clothes. You've been following me around, and you need to look good in photos. Girls all love to look pretty..."

Ning Yao's main voice is clear and cool, but when she speaks to people close to her, she slows down her speech, adds a nasal tone and an upward inflection at the end of the sentence, making it sound like a silver bell, which is exceptionally pleasant to listen to.

Many viewers in the live chat also expressed their admiration for Ning Yao, praising her highly.

Wenna composed herself, walked to the door of Doulu's room, leaned inside, and said with a smile, "Are you two going to share a room? The room over there in Rose Pink seems a bit bigger; it could fit an extra bed."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Na. Her gaze seemed gentle and harmless, but it actually concealed a sharp edge.

Wenna felt a little uneasy under Ning Yao's gaze, but she quickly suppressed her fear and stood tall and proud by the door, showing no guilt.

"How about we switch?" Wenna said to Ning Yao.

Her tone was very kind, and her words seemed to be for Ning Yao's sake.

Before Ning Yao could reply, a pretty and cute little girl jogged over from the other side of the camera.

"Sister Yao Yao, let me help you tidy up."

The young woman who repeatedly visited Ning Yao, hoping she could appear on the show, was named Yan Xuexing, an intern on the show.

Seeing Wenna standing to the side waiting for Ning Yao to change houses, Yan Xuexing glanced at Wenna and said in a soft voice with a smile, "Sister Wenna, all the houses in the cabin are the same size. If you think the Rose Pink one is bigger, you're probably mistaken."

Wenna never expected that a meddlesome little girl would appear. Who was she to say whether the room was big or not?

However, Wenna couldn't openly show her displeasure to the production crew in front of the camera.

"Oh, I see. I thought the rose-pink one was bigger." Wenna smiled on the surface, but in her heart she had already cursed Yan Xuexing's entire family.

Xue Jiashu glanced at Ning Yao's room, then dragged his luggage inside.

He didn't care about it; it didn't matter to him where he lived. It was just a matter of the colors of the interior decorations. He wasn't as troublesome as those women.

At this moment, the chat in the live stream also became agitated.