Once outside, Xing Ling couldn't wait to ask, "Am I really going to stay here tonight? Isn't it inconvenient?"
Although she had found no mistress of the house since arriving, she worried it wasn't right for her, a stranger, to move in and live under the same roof as a man with no wife.
People who didn't know better might think she was trying to become the quadruplets' stepmother!
"There are plenty of rooms here, pick any you like," Ye Sihan said.
"Is it really a matter of rooms?" Xing Ling was exasperated. "Besides, I have to go to the set to film tomorrow, I have my own things to do, and no time to look after your children."
Ye Sihan's dark eyes looked at her coldly and fiercely, "The helicopter will take you there."
Xing Ling knew that taking a helicopter to the set was an awesome thing, unlike spending hours in a car, which was torturous.
"I don't want to hear 'I'm not your mother' again," Ye Sihan reminded her.
