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

Chapter 550 was quite comfortable, I can still...

Ning Yao replied to Wen Qingjia in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I'll go with you to see him."

When Ning Yao learned that she needed to treat Su Tianxiao, she reread several authoritative books on psychological counseling. She also studied and took the national psychological counselor certificate exam in Ning Moran's laboratory. Now she is a certified psychologist.

The spiritual spring can only treat physical ailments. If the problem is not caused by genetic factors, neurosurgery cannot solve it either.

Since Su Tianxiao's condition did not improve, the only solution was to use traditional psychological counseling methods.

Ultimately, we need to meet with the person in question first to find out what Su Tianxiao's current situation is.

"No." Wen Tingye disagreed with Ning Yao's decision to exert herself while she was feeling unwell. She was currently on her period and very weak; she should rest at home.

Wen Qingjia was shocked that her own brother would stop Ning Yao from rescuing her boyfriend, and her heart sank and her face darkened.

"Brother, what do you mean by this?" Wen Qingjia's voice was extremely cold.

Perhaps they share the same blood; when Wen Qingjia turns cold, she is in no way inferior to Wen Tingye.

“Yaoyao isn’t feeling well right now, so we’ll have to wait until she’s better. I’ll send a few psychology professors over then.” Wen Tingye raised an eyebrow, completely unconcerned about his sister’s outburst.

No one is more important than his woman's health, including his own sister.

Moreover, it wasn't even about his own sister; it was about an outsider surnamed Su.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with your health?" Wen Qingjia's expression softened slightly as she looked at Ning Yao with concern, examining her complexion.

Indeed, Ning Yao's face was a little pale, and her voice was much weaker than usual, lacking its usual vigor.

"It's nothing, don't listen to Wen Tingye, he's just exaggerating, I just..." Ning Yao gave Wen Qingjia a wink, and rubbed her lower abdomen.

Wen Qingjia was slightly surprised, then opened her mouth and asked in astonishment, "Sister-in-law, you...you're pregnant?"

Men only get this nervous when their woman is pregnant, Wen Qingjia thought, even her brother is no exception.

Ning Yao coughed awkwardly twice, her cheeks instantly turning bright red. Afraid of deepening the misunderstanding, she quickly replied, "No, no, no, it's not pregnancy, Qingjia, you're overthinking it. I'm just... having a normal menstrual period."

After speaking, Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye, clearly blaming him for making a mountain out of a molehill.

It's just something every woman goes through every month, she's used to it, and besides, she doesn't feel pain, just weakness.

It turned out to be her period. Wen Qingjia looked at her brother speechlessly.

His eyes clearly said: Is it really necessary? Your sister-in-law isn't pregnant or seriously ill, why are you so nervous?

“Sister-in-law, if you’re not feeling well, then forget it. But we really can’t delay any longer with Tianxiao. I’m afraid he’ll end up like his brother, suddenly…” Wen Qingjia said, but then seemed to recall some painful past, and her face turned deathly pale.

She didn't want Su Tianxiao to follow in Su Tianming's footsteps. Su Tianming had already left a deep scar on her, and she didn't want to experience it a second time.

Especially since Su Tianxiao is the man she loves, while Su Tianming is just a good friend, their relationship is far from romantic.

"I'm feeling fine, I can go over there." Ning Yao didn't want to see Wen Qingjia so distracted, and besides, it was just a visit, it wouldn't take up much of her rest time, and it would put Wen Qingjia at ease.

Wen Tingye said unhappily, "Didn't I say I would arrange a psychology professor for you? Yao Yao only has a psychologist's license. She's far inferior to a professional psychology professor. What use is she?"

"If psychology professors were effective, why would I be waiting here for my sister-in-law to come back?" Wen Qingjia said unhappily.

If Ning Yao is truly uncomfortable, she won't force her.

But Ningyao was just on her period and didn't feel any pain. She seemed to be doing quite well, and she had already agreed. So why was her brother still being so stubborn?

"I'm much better than those psychology professors, don't underestimate me, okay?" Ning Yao said with a hint of pride in her clear, beautiful fox-like eyes.

Although she only recently obtained her psychologist license in China, she had already been exposed to psychology five years ago and was very proficient in it.

She built her international network of contacts from scratch; how could she do business without a bit of psychology?

She had an exceptional talent for understanding human nature and controlling people's mental strength; that's what her British psychology teacher praised her for.

"Moreover, psychology is actually a discipline that deals with people. Having more certificates doesn't necessarily mean you're good at it; it depends on the person."

Ning Yao's cool voice carried a hint of seriousness, and even her facial expression became more solemn.

"I'll go with you." For the first time, President Wen, who was always domineering and intolerant of refusal, readily agreed.

Wen Qingjia glanced at Ning Yao gratefully, then pulled Ning Yao's hand and got into his sports car.

Wen Tingye followed suit and got into the car at a leisurely pace, only to find that his woman and his sister were already sitting in the front seat, leaving him alone in the back, which was empty.

The man was somewhat dissatisfied; his jaw muscles twitched slightly, and a cold glint appeared in his hawk-like eyes.

"Sit next to me. If you're not feeling well, I'll rub your stomach for you," Wen Tingye said, gesturing for Ning Yao to move from the passenger seat to the back.

"No need to trouble you, brother. I have some Chinese medicine heat packs that an old doctor gave me. They're very effective. Sister-in-law can just stick them on her lower abdomen." Wen Qingjia said, taking out a stack of heat packs from the drawer next to his car.

She has always suffered from menstrual cramps, and these heat packs were prescribed by her family's old doctor to relieve the pain; they are very effective.

Wen Qingjia raised the convertible top of the sports car, covering the vehicle and blocking the view from outside. He then opened a pack of hand warmers, pretending to put one on Ning Yao.

Ning Yao was too embarrassed to ask her sister-in-law for help, so she reached out and took the item, gently pulled down her pants, and with a snap, pressed herself against the fabric.

The man sitting upright in the back row looked even more displeased, but he held back his temper and didn't lash out.

Since it was a prescription written by an old doctor, it would most likely work. Wen Tingye tapped his long, handsome fingers lightly on the car seat twice without arguing with Wen Qingjia.

"Call me if you feel unwell," Wen Tingye said to Ning Yao, his voice unusually gentle, a quality rarely seen in Wen Qingjia's voice.

"Okay, I understand, don't worry." Ning Yao replied hastily, her face flushing red again for a moment.

It's not a big problem, but she's worried that Wen Tingye's excessive concern will make her seem particularly delicate and weak in front of Wen Qingjia.

Actually, she wasn't feeling unwell, and she really hadn't been acting coquettishly or sweetly with Wen Tingye.

It was just her period; she didn't even know how Wen Tingye remembered it.

Wen Tingye's daily travels, both domestically and internationally, are like a spinning top that never stops to catch its breath.

With so much official business to attend to, how could he possibly have the leisure to remember the days when she had her period?

Ning Yao looked helpless, her thoughts wandering far away, while Wen Qingjia, who was holding the steering wheel, didn't pay any attention to it.

At this moment, she was preoccupied with worrying about Su Tianxiao's condition, and had no time to care about her brother and sister-in-law's flirtatious banter and their deep affection.

The exceptionally sleek sports car slowly pulled up beside the mansion, turned around, accelerated, and soon drove onto the main road...