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

Chapter 498 A Thunderclap from Out of the Ground, Unquenchable

Seeing that Ning Yao had no reaction at all, Wen Tingye remained kneeling on one knee, his eyes fixed on the young woman.

He deliberately avoided a grand occasion to give Ning Yao some time to process her proposal. This was just the first test of his proposal, and it wouldn't matter if it failed; he had plenty of time to plan other ways to propose.

He was certain that Ning Yao was the only one he wanted in this life, and that she would be his sooner or later.

"It's okay if you haven't thought it through yet. This is the first time. There will be a second, a third, and even a fourth time. I will keep proposing until you say yes." The man kneeling on one knee smiled wickedly, completely unaffected by Ning Yao's hesitation and bewilderment.

"This is a wedding ring specially designed by an Italian wedding ring designer. This kind of wedding ring has a meaning and a principle, which is that it can only be made once in a lifetime. The designer will never make a second pair for the same person."

“If you don’t agree this time, you’ll have to go to Italy yourself next time we order a ring,” Wen Tingye said, his voice deep and powerful as he recounted the ring’s origins.

"It's okay if you really don't agree?" Ning Yao blurted out.

She was indeed very moved just now; she was so close to losing her temper and putting on the diamond ring that Wen Tingye had prepared for her.

Wen Tingye raised an eyebrow and casually made a move to stand up from the ground.

Seeing Wen Tingye's generosity, Ning Yao regretted it and slapped him on the head, not allowing him to stand up.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it. Don't get up yet."

Who wouldn't be upset at all after being rejected for marriage?

Even acting as if nothing happened, about to get up?

With no one else watching, Ning Yao felt no guilt about not allowing Wen Tingye to get up, and she didn't need to worry about Wen Tingye losing face.

However, thinking about this, Ning Yao felt that Wen Tingye didn't seem sincere...

Who proposes to someone in a private booth?

It always feels like something's missing if I can't accept a proposal in front of my family and friends...

Was Wen Tingye afraid that he would reject her in the same way Yang Dongcha rejected Lian Qiran?

Men are all concerned about their image, and Wen Tingye is certainly no exception.

Ning Yao was somewhat disappointed, so she hesitated for even longer, because she was already thinking about topics other than whether or not to get married.

Wen Tingye, who was still kneeling on one knee, had no idea what Ning Yao was thinking.

He believed that an unprepared woman needed a quiet space to think, rather than being in a noisy environment, inexplicably agreeing to a marriage proposal under the encouragement of everyone, and then regretting it later.

Wen Tingye's head was pressed down by those slender, soft hands, and he was both amused and exasperated.

Why won't she let me stand up after my marriage proposal failed? Does she really like me kneeling in front of her like that?

The young woman sighed softly, reached out and took the ring from Wen Tingye's hand, and slipped it onto the ring finger of her right hand.

"I agree." The young woman's clear, cool voice rang out, carrying a hint of decisiveness, as if cutting through a tangled mess with a knife.

Ning Yao wasn't a coy person, so of course she wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for Wen Tingye in this kind of matter.

She had actually been waiting for this day for a long time. She was certain she would marry Wen Tingye, and she became more and more certain of it each day...

The ring was on her slender, white finger, and the size was just right, almost a perfect fit, neither too loose nor too tight.

Ning Yao's fingers are beautiful, slender and fair, with very nice knuckles; they would be more than qualified to be international hand massage therapists.

"You agreed?" This time it was Wen Tingye's turn to be taken aback, but after a brief moment of astonishment, he was overjoyed.

He hadn't expected his proposal to go so smoothly, and the emotions surging in his chest almost overwhelmed him.

"I don't want to go to Italy again to make a new pair of rings, it's too much trouble." Ning Yao said this insincerely, finding a way to save face for her straightforwardness.

"You really agreed?" Wen Tingye looked up at Ning Yao uncertainly, his gaze fixed, his voice full of uncertainty about the current situation, as if it were all a blur and unreal.

Ning Yao looked at the dazed Wen Tingye. Who would have thought that the powerful and influential CEO Wen would be so adorable?

It was just a marriage proposal, how come he didn't expect things to go so smoothly?

Didn't he plan this marriage proposal all along?

Before Ning Yao could think it through, the man quickly got up from the ground, pounced on her like a wolf, and pulled the young woman into his arms. He held her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his body and become one with her.

"Ning Yao, you really promised me, right?" Wen Tingye's deep voice suddenly began to tremble.

It was a trembling sensation of extreme emotional agitation, with the body almost completely out of control.

Ning Yao's heart was so tender it was almost dripping with tenderness. She hadn't expected that Wen Tingye would be so happy just for accepting the proposal.

He was clearly not prepared to accept the request, and he certainly didn't expect her to accept his first proposal.

His kneeling posture when proposing was very skillful, as if he had practiced it specifically for this moment, every step was precise and meticulous.

"Yes, I promise you." Ning Yao was so tight she could barely breathe, her voice was a little hoarse, and she coughed twice at the end. Her cheeks were flushed, like a ripe apple, sweet and crisp.

"Don't regret it, it's no use regretting it now. I won't allow you to regret it." Wen Tingye slightly loosened his grip on Ning Yao's arms, giving her enough breathing space so as not to crush her.

"I know, we already have a child, what's there to regret? I'll definitely marry you, don't worry, I can't run away." Ning Yao raised her hand and patted Wen Tingye's chest in an annoyed tone, her beautiful fox-like eyes looking at Wen Tingye as if he were an idiot.

"You're over thirty, and it's one thing to have never been in a relationship, but to propose like this is just too much..."

"You're inexperienced the first time, but you'll get better with practice." Wen Tingye's thin lips parted slightly, and with a swift movement of his long arm, he wrapped his arms around Ning Yao's slender waist, pulling her close to him, almost touching her...

Even through their clothes, they could feel each other's warmth, a warm current rising up within them, both comforting and sweet, making their hearts tremble involuntarily, as if struck by an electric current.

"How can you talk like that? I've already accepted your proposal, what are you still practicing for? Who else are you going to propose to? Are you planning to divorce me and find someone else?" Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye, her voice cool yet sweet.

She felt the icy touch on her ring finger, while her heart felt incredibly warm, even burning hot, making her blush and her heart race.

Wen Tingye smiled and hugged the young woman in front of him tightly, his thin lips curving upwards into a beautiful arc, his tone full of doting affection.

"I told you, there will be a second, a third, and a fourth time. Not only do I need to practice, but you need to practice too. You need to practice how to reject my proposal properly, and don't be so foolish as to agree to it right away again."

"Reject me a few more times, so that everyone will know that it is I, Wen Tingye, who am marrying you, who am climbing the social ladder."

"I want the whole world to know that it was I, Wen Tingye, who shamelessly clung to you, Ning Yao."

"It was my relentless pursuit that finally won my woman's reluctant agreement..."

The man's voice grew deeper, more magnetic, more affectionate, and more uncontrollable.

When Ning Yao heard that voice, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, creating a huge uproar that lingered for a long time...