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

Chapter 6: In the face of maturity, cuteness is too weak.

Ning Yao and Wen Tingye had almost identical views on the cooperation plan, and the negotiation process was very pleasant.

"There's a masked auction tonight, Mr. Ning, would you be interested in participating?"

Wen Tingye hooked his long leg, his face expressionless, but his eyes held a faint smile and a hint of probing.

Ning Yao could easily guess Wen Tingye's intentions. Auctions are nothing more than antiques and calligraphy, which really test a person's eye for quality.

The biggest part of her collaborative project with Wen Tingye was antiques and calligraphy; Wen Tingye wanted to see her skills.

"I'm interested. I'll be there on time tonight."

Wen Tingye and Ning Yao got up almost simultaneously to leave.

Although Wen Tingye doesn't recognize Ning Yao now, she is still inexplicably afraid that this man will see through her and just wants to leave as soon as possible.

Ning Yao was wearing high heels and walking very fast, so she didn't notice a water stain on the floor at all. In the next second, her foot suddenly slipped, and she was about to fall.

As Ning Yao closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to begin, a warm and strong hand steadily supported her waist.

"Are you alright?" Wen Tingye's voice was very close, his steady voice right next to Ning Yao's ear. Combined with the heat coming from her waist, it gave her an indescribable sense of shame.

Ning Yao steadied herself and instinctively pushed the person away, like a frightened cat.

Only after pushing the person away did she realize that Wen Tingye had helped her, and her act of pushing him was indeed a bit strange.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen. I'm not used to interacting with people. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

"It's alright." Wen Tingye unconsciously stroked his palm.

Why does a strange sense of familiarity well up in his heart when he touches Ning Yao?

"Have we met somewhere before?"

Ning Yao was taken aback by Wen Tingye's question, but remained calm on the surface.

"Mr. Wen forgot, we met at the airport. I'm also very sorry about that time."

Wen Tingye's dark eyes were fixed on Ning Yao's expression, filled with sharp insight, but Ning Yao concealed it very well.

The suspicion lasted only a moment; Wen Tingye's expression quickly returned to normal, and after saying goodbye, they left the reception room.

Back in his office, Wen Tingye called his assistant.

“Check her information again carefully, especially from five years ago.”

Ning Yao, they look different, but have the same name.

Five years later, Wen Tingye thought of that woman again, and his usually calm heart was stirred by a rare ripple.

The grandest auction of the year will be held tonight on the top floor of the largest auction house in the capital.

Many noble families, business tycoons, and people who are knowledgeable about antiques and calligraphy and paintings gathered here, creating a spectacular scene.

To match the mask adorned with velvet and black feathers, Ning Yao wore a black lace evening gown and bright red lipstick, giving her a mysterious and sexy look. She had a great figure, and the gown was a custom-made haute couture piece that perfectly accentuated her alluring curves, making her look incredibly alluring. With her slender waist and long legs, she was completely unrecognizable as the mother of six children.

Moreover, standing beside him was a noble and imposing man with an extremely strong aura. Even though he was wearing a mask, many people recognized him as Wen Tingye, the new president of the Wen Group, who controlled the economic lifeline of Asia, wielded immense power, was ruthless and decisive, and used iron-fisted methods to purge the Wen Group.

From the moment they stepped through the door, the two of them undoubtedly became the center of attention.

The two walked into the midfield with an air of superiority and composure, clearly used to being the center of attention.

With an hour to go before the auction, Ning Yao walked away from Wen Tingye and headed to the dining table.

She wasn't in a hurry to strike up a conversation with celebrities and dignitaries. She had just returned to China, the market hadn't opened up yet, and her own company hadn't even established itself. Even if she managed to strike up a conversation, they might not even give her a second glance. Such socializing would be meaningless and a complete waste of time.

We might as well eat something first.

Ning Yao took a few desserts and drinks, thought they tasted pretty good, and then turned around and went to the blind spot of the surveillance cameras, stuffing all the food into Xiao Liu in the space.

"Sister Rui, why didn't you come to the auction? Tonight, Brother Tingye brought a woman with him. That woman doesn't look like a good person at all; she's definitely trying to seduce Brother Tingye!"

A cute girl in a white dress was making a phone call, her gaze intentionally or unintentionally falling on Ning Yao, filled with disdain and hostility.

Ning Yao was completely unaware, slowly sipping her juice.

"Watch how I teach you a lesson, you shameless vixen who seduced someone's fiancé!"

Ning Yao sensed someone rushing towards her. Her eyes darkened, and she nimbly dodged, causing the other person to miss.

The man slammed his fist on the table, and the stinking can of herring he was holding was slammed onto his own head.

Bai Yangqun was stunned, not knowing that Ning Yao was so skilled. Then, a stench emanated from her own hair, so foul that it made people want to vomit. Her attempt to steal the chicken had backfired, leaving her in a sorry state. She stomped her feet in anger and burst into tears.

The commotion immediately drew the attention of everyone nearby.

The plan failed, so the girl turned around and accused Ning Yao, loudly proclaiming that Ning Yao had attacked her.

Ning Yao said she was jealous because Ning Yao thought she looked so beautiful, young and sweet!

Unexpectedly, Ning Yao tilted her head, her long, black hair falling to her snow-white neck, making her collarbone appear even more delicate and beautiful. Her black dress exuded a cool and noble aura, and the velvet black feather mask added a touch of mysterious beauty to her.

"Oh?" Ning Yao's voice was very pleasant, clean and clear with a touch of playfulness.

Ning Yao didn't need to say anything more; everyone's hearts were already tipped in her favor.

Regardless of who is right or wrong, in the eyes of visual creatures, what looks good is right, and even if it is wrong, it is still so bad that it is attractive.

The woman in the white dress is Shen Jiangyuan, the youngest daughter of the Shen family. She has just turned eighteen and is indeed quite pretty, but she is the cute type and has a slender figure.

There's a saying that goes, "When it comes to sexiness, cuteness is worthless."

Therefore, Shen Jiangyuan's claim that Ning Yao was jealous of her beauty is completely unfounded.

Seeing that no one spoke up for her and instead became infatuated with Ning Yao's beauty, Shen Jiangyuan became even angrier. Ignoring her own disheveled state, she looked at Ning Yao with disgust and cursed her without any politeness.

"You vixen, you can seduce anyone!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao was not angry at all; instead, she smiled. Her lips were already a deep, rich color, and when they curved into a smile, they became even more captivating, giving her a truly alluring, fox-like quality.

Thank you for your compliment.

"You shameless bastard, when did I ever praise you?"

"Silly sister, not just anyone can be a vixen. Beauty, figure, and temperament are all indispensable. It's no wonder men like vixens. If I were a man, I would also like vixens. Otherwise, would I like an underdeveloped washboard?"

At this point, Ning Yao winked at Shen Jiangyuan, whose head was covered in herring soup, making no attempt to hide her sarcasm.

The onlookers burst into laughter, all mocking Shen Jiangyuan for being a fool who was throwing an egg against a rock.

The two were clearly not on the same level, yet Shen Jiangyuan made a fool of herself by sending herself up as cannon fodder.

In this kind of situation, nobody cares about right or wrong, only about saving face. No matter who started the fight, it's the one who gets the short end of the stick who's the most humiliating.

Shen Jiangyuan was in a sorry state. Not only did she have to endure Ning Yao's sharp tongue without being able to retaliate, but she also had to be pointed at and gossiped about by others. She almost fainted on the spot and was then carried out by the security guards who arrived.

Wen Tingye unintentionally witnessed the entire process and glanced with interest at the slender figure in the black dress from behind.