20demayo Chapter 477 Was this little thing a gift for me?
Chapter 477 Was this little thing a gift for me?
Wen Aixiu and Wen Baoying were driven back to the Wen family's old house by Ning Yao, while Ning Duoduo and Ning Moran also returned to their respective houses.
Ning Chen was admitted to the hospital, and after arranging for all the children, Ning Yao rushed to the hospital to stay with him.
The hospital was arranged by Wen Tingye, and even the old man's personal doctor was invited. All the experts were focused on Ning Chen.
Wen Tingye still has many things to deal with after the incident, including reporting the existence of the savage tribe in the jungle, so he hasn't gone to the hospital yet.
After hearing about Wen Tingye's proper behavior, Ning Yao unconsciously pursed her lips into a straight line.
She didn't believe Wen Tingye reported it simply to follow the rules; it was most likely out of personal revenge...
However, none of that mattered to her. All she wanted to know was how her son was doing and when he would recover...
As soon as Ning Yao reached the door of the ward, she heard her son's familiar, serious voice.
"Don't touch me. My mom changed these clothes for me. I'm not taking them off."
"I... I can handle this myself, I don't need your help."
The private hospital provided excellent service, with professional senior caregivers. It seems they wanted to change Ning Chen's clothes but were refused.
Ning Yao could tell that although her son's voice was serious, it still carried some tension. He must be very afraid of strangers.
Ning Yao stopped thinking about it and hurried inside.
Upon seeing Ning Yao appear, Ning Chen immediately dropped all his defensiveness and transformed into a gentle and obedient boy.
Seeing Ning Chen like this, Ning Yao felt extremely distressed. She took the rice porridge she had bought and sat down on the edge of the bed at a leisurely pace.
"Are you hungry?" Ning Yao pulled open the table on the hospital bed, placed the rice porridge she had bought on it, and then opened the lid to let the porridge cool down.
Ning Chen sat by the bed, staring blankly at Ning Yao, his eyes full of dependence.
Ning Yao's heart almost melted. On one hand, she felt sorry for Ning Chen because the medicine was affecting his body, and on the other hand, she thought that her son was very good.
As children grow up, they become less clingy than when they were little.
I feel that I have matured and can no longer rely on my mother; I should instead protect her.
But in reality, Ning Yao always felt a sense of loss, feeling a distance between herself and the four children who were already nineteen years old, and that they were not as close as before.
She even thought that it would be great if these children could stay young forever, so that she, as their mother, could always be their protector.
Ning Yao picked up the bowl of porridge in front of her, carefully scooped out a spoonful, blew on it to cool it down before offering it to Ning Chen.
Ning Chen's eyes sparkled as he opened his mouth to eat the rice porridge that Ning Yao had personally fed him, thinking it was the most delicious thing in the world.
Ning Yao spent most of the day at the hospital, and only after Ning Chen fell asleep did she tiptoe out of the hospital room.
She sent several messages to Wen Tingye, but he didn't respond at all.
Ning Yao felt something was amiss and was worried, so she had no choice but to call He Yu to ask about Wen Tingye's whereabouts.
"Where's Wen Tingye? I messaged him, but he didn't reply. His phone seems to be off too. Is he alright?"
He listened to Ms. Ning Yao's anxious voice on the other end of the phone and silently glanced at President Wen, who was half-lying on the sofa to rest.
"President Wen is asleep." He Yu took a few steps back, distancing himself from Wen Tingye, and then covered his mouth and whispered.
He Yu hadn't expected that such a subtle sound would still be heard by the man on the sofa...
Wen Tingye lazily opened his eyes and uttered three words in a deep voice: "Turn on speakerphone."
He Yu took the phone from his ear and obediently turned on the speakerphone.
"Asleep? Then don't disturb him. Go ahead and do your work. Sorry to bother you." Ning Yao's clear, cool voice came from the phone, her pleasant voice echoing in the room, exceptionally melodious.
He Yu looked at Wen Tingye and saw that Wen Tingye had his eyes slightly closed and looked displeased, so he quickly replied.
“Miss Ning Yao, Mr. Wen doesn’t seem very happy. His complexion wasn’t good before he went to sleep either. Would you like to come over?”
"Okay, then please send me the address, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, He Yu saw that Wen Tingye's complexion had improved a lot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
To be Wen Tingye's assistant, you have to be good at reading between the lines and figuring out what he's thinking.
Fortunately, these were all commonplace for He Yu. He could do them with ease, and he only needed a glance from President Wen to understand what he meant.
Wen was already unhappy when they were in the tribal cabin...
He Yu thought it was probably because after Miss Ning Yao entered the room, she looked at Young Master Ning Chen first, rather than him.
Mr. Wen's heart is entirely devoted to Miss Ning Yao, but Miss Ning Yao's heart is divided into seven parts. Sometimes, she gives Mr. Wen less than one-seventh of her attention. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it either.
After Cui Mengmeng came along, she was busy taking care of their child and even neglecting him. He Yu began to feel wronged from the bottom of his heart and could understand Wen Tingye's feelings even more.
……
On her way to see Wen Tingye, Ning Yao kept thinking about why Wen Tingye was unhappy.
Was your self-esteem hurt by those burly women in the tribe?
But in that situation, even the most capable man is useless, since he's been given anesthesia and can't do anything.
Why not go empty-handed? Why not buy something for Wen Tingye?
He'd probably be happier if he saw the gift, since this man is easy to please.
With that thought in mind, Ning Yao got out of the car and went to the nearest shopping mall to start looking for a gift for Wen Tingye.
Wen Tingye lay on the sofa for a while. Although his eyes were closed, his senses remained fully alert, and he would perk up his ears at the slightest sound.
Footsteps came from outside, followed by He Yu's voice. Wen Tingye thought to himself that Ning Yao must have arrived.
The door creaked open, and two footsteps approached one after the other.
Before Wen Tingye could pretend to have just woken up, he heard an animal's cry.
"Meow..."
"???"
Wen Tingye's right eyelid twitched violently at just the right moment.
When Wen Tingye opened his eyes, he found that Ning Yao was holding a small Persian cat in her arms, a kitten.
The kitten stuck out its pink tongue and licked its fur, gazing innocently at the noble man lying on the sofa.
"This is for you. Do you like it?" Ning Yao held the kitten's elbows in both hands and swung it in the air.
The kitten's short legs were taut and stiff in mid-air, looking rather nervous.
A few cat furs fell out as Ning Yao shook the cat. The snow-white fur was sparkling and obvious in the sunlight, as if it had slowed down.
Wen Tingye stared motionlessly at the kitten that had appeared in front of him, then raised his hand, poked the kitten's head with his fingertip, and asked in a low voice, "This thing, is it for me?"