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

Chapter 512 Suitable for men, not for her

The underground black market in the capital city.

Huo Muxi's men followed Ning Yao, and with the several bodyguards she already had protecting her, the group was quite large.

However, most people who come here are in groups of a dozen or more, because the black market trading environment is chaotic and one could easily get into trouble.

The Huo family has a great reputation in this regard, and anyone who sees a member of the Huo family would not dare to have any ulterior motives.

Ning Yao asked Huo Muxi for help with this matter: to come to the black market with her and help her establish a presence.

It's not that her own background is intimidating; as the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.

Even if Si Men is very famous, she is still in the capital city, while Si Men is far away.

“Mother-in-law, you could have just told me. I could have had my men run errands for you and bought whatever you wanted. Why did you have to come all this way yourself?” Huo Muxi looked around and thought the black market was ridiculously crowded, and everyone was carrying a gun.

Her mother-in-law probably doesn't come to places like this often. It wouldn't be good if Ning Yao were frightened by some kind of fight.

"They can't buy the things I want," Ning Yao replied casually, while searching for the racing car parts she needed in the market.

She had to assemble the car she used for the competition herself, and many of the good parts were not available on the market, so she could only try her luck in places like this.

Ning Yao had a general idea of ​​what kind of race car she wanted to assemble, but as for the parts, she would personally select them to find the ones she was most satisfied with.

It was precisely because she was coming to a place like this that Ning Yao deliberately sent her son Ning Chen away, lest something happen to him if he came along.

This is not Yang Dongcha's bar party. The black market is full of fugitives and foreign businessmen who have been smuggled in from other countries. Almost 80% of them are not legitimate people.

Huo Muxi followed Ning Yao, seemingly understanding but not quite. Seeing that Ning Yao was paying attention to some racing car parts, he could roughly guess what she wanted.

Ning Yao doesn't seem like someone who would be into racing cars. Maybe she's buying a gift for Wen Tingye? Or... Ning Chen?

No, she'd known Ning Chen for so long and had never seen him pay attention to anything related to racing.

It shouldn't have been bought for him; he doesn't like racing.

Besides, Ning Chen was recently injured and is still recovering. How could Ning Yao, as his mother, let her son go racing?

Huo Muxi suddenly thought of something, stopped and smiled at Ning Yao, "Grandma, my third uncle is very knowledgeable about racing. If you can't find any parts, I can ask him to introduce you to a seller."

"You'd better not call me mother-in-law anymore, it sounds really awkward," Ning Yao said calmly, glancing at Huo Muxi.

"No need to trouble Mr. Huo. I've basically bought everything I needed. I can leave after one more round of shopping. Ms. Huo, are you in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a rush. Actually, I don't have much to do. Ever since A-Chen left our company, I haven't felt like going to work." Huo Muxi pouted, thinking back on it, she felt quite silly.

If she hadn't misunderstood the relationship between Ning Chen and Ning Yao and done such a rebellious thing, Ning Chen wouldn't have been angry with her, resigned in a fit of anger, and started his own company outside...

But it's all good. Ning Chen started his own company, and she will be Mrs. Ning from now on. Ning Chen won't have to marry into the family, and it's good for him to be self-reliant.

Thinking of this, Huo Muxi almost burst out laughing.

Mrs. Ning, Mrs. Ning...

I really can't wait to see when the people around her will get to use this title.

By the time Huo Muxi came to her senses, Ning Yao had already walked more than ten meters away, so she quickly followed.

"Grandma..."

As soon as the word "grandmother" came out, Ning Yao immediately frowned, her cherry-red lips slightly parted as she uttered a cool "tsk".

"If I don't call you Mother-in-law, what should I call you? Aunt Ning? Aunt Ning?" Huo Muxi looked at Ning Yao and asked suspiciously.

"Just call me Ning Yao. As for other names, we can talk about them after you and A-Chen are officially in a relationship."

"Calling me 'grandmother' or 'auntie' makes me sound old..." Ning Yao muttered to herself.

However, Huo Muxi didn't hear this sentence clearly; he only saw Ning Yao's lips move.

"Uh, Ning Yao, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. I just wanted to thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come with me." Ning Yao gave a polite smile.

"Don't be so polite with me, hey, Third Uncle!" Huo Muxi said, suddenly raising her arm and waving it forcefully in one direction.

Following Huo Muxi's gaze, Ning Yao spotted Huo Zhijing.

Huo Zhijing, dressed in a sharp suit, stood in front of a shop, holding a front-wheel drive vehicle used in racing.

Huo Zhijing clearly did not expect to encounter his niece here, along with Ning Yao.

Ning Yao's existence was what surprised him the most.

"Miss Ning Yao? What are you doing here? Is there anything you want to buy?" Huo Zhijing put down the car and casually patted the dust off his palms.

"Ning Yao wants to buy the same things as you, Third Uncle. She wants to buy parts for assembling race cars and she's picking them out right now. I'm going with her." Huo Muxi spoke up before Ning Yao, revealing the purpose of their visit to the black market.

In Huo Muxi's view, this was not a secret at all, especially since the person she was going to tell was her own third uncle.

"Oh? Miss Ning Yao is also interested in racing?" Huo Zhijing's smile was gentle, and his tone was easy to accept.

"Ning Yao probably didn't buy it for herself, she should have given it to President Wen," Huo Muxi interjected from the side.

Ning Yao, however, was staring at Huo Zhijing, her mind inexplicably wandering.

Ning Yao used to think that Wen Tingye was full of the stench of a cunning businessman.

Everything he said, from his tone of voice, had a bargaining feel to it...

However, based on her time with Wen Tingye, Ning Yao realized that she had misjudged him. She had been prejudiced against Wen Tingye from the beginning, which is why she thought the worst of him.

Wen Tingye didn't actually have the air of a businessman at all. The most obvious feeling he gave people was that he was decisive and efficient, and his words carried weight. He also had an innate sense of nobility and authority, which were things that businessmen would not have.

Upon seeing Huo Zhijing again, Ning Yao suddenly realized that all the businessmen she had dealt with over the years were like Huo Zhijing—seemingly easy to talk to, but in reality, they were involved in countless underhanded dealings and vested interests.

Huo Zhijing saw Ning Yao staring at him in a daze, and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"This drive is good." Ning Yao glanced at the front-wheel drive that Huo Zhijing had put down, and a glint of light unconsciously appeared in her eyes.

"If Miss Ning Yao likes it, I can part with it." Huo Zhijing gestured to the shop owner to pack up the driver.

"No need. This driver is indeed very good, and it's even in high demand and short supply on the market. But just because it's expensive and rare doesn't mean it's suitable." Ning Yao politely declined Huo Zhijing's offer.

She came to choose the one that best suited her, so that the assembled race car could perform at its best on the track.

Huo Zhijing was shocked by Ning Yao's words; most people wouldn't have such insights.

If, as his niece Huo Muxi said, Ning Yao came to choose racing car parts for Wen Tingye, then this one should be the most suitable, not unsuitable.

This front-wheel drive model is especially suitable for tall men like him, at least 1.8 meters tall.

Given Wen Tingye's physique, it should be quite good.

Not enough budget? Huo Zhijing glanced at Ning Yao, but found his guess ridiculous.

How could the heir of the Si family be short of money? No one in this world is short of money, not even the people of the Si family.

Seeing that Huo Zhijing looked somewhat confused, it was clear that he didn't quite understand what she was saying.

Ning Yao smiled, raised her hand to brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and said with her chin slightly raised, "I bought it for myself. This front-wheel drive model is suitable for tall and strong men, but not for women like me."