Stop There, Daddy

Before Wen Shuyue could ask what Si Feng meant, Chang Ning was sent out of the emergency room.

She hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Chang Ning’s hand. “Chang Ning, how are you?”

Chang Ning’s face was pale. Because he lost too much blood, he didn’t even have the strength to speak. He just gently shook his head.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Then…”

He Siming standing at the end of the corridor said, “Wen Shuyue, time is up.”

Wen Shuyue’s words were interrupted by the cold words, so she quickly said to Chang Ning, “Chang Ning, I’ll come visit you tomorrow.”

As she passed by Si Feng, her footsteps paused. “Doctor, Chang Ning, please.”

Si Feng nodded slightly.

He Siming watched from the other end, his face darkened and his eyes darkened.

Wen Shuyue was shocked by his gaze and didn’t dare to delay. She quickly walked to his side and said, “Let’s go.”

He Siming didn’t say anything and strode forward, leaving Wen Shuyue behind.

Until she sat in the passenger seat, Wen Shuyue could still feel the low air pressure from He Siming’s body. The air conditioner was so strong that she still felt cold on her left arm.

He Siming started the car in not to utter a single word and left. The speed of the car made Wen Shuyue panic. “Mr. He, can you drive slower?”

He Siming glared at her coldly. The next second, he raised his speed again.

Wen Shuyue tightly clutched her seatbelt, her small face full of fear. She gulped silently and said to her heart, “It’s best not to talk. Otherwise, this man can throw her out later.”

Neither of them spoke in the car and there was no music in the car. For a time, the atmosphere was depressing and uncomfortable.

Wen Shuyue looked out the window and realized that this wasn’t the way back to the villa. Instead, she drove out of the city. She asked curiously, “Mr. He, where are you taking me?”

“See someone,” He Siming looked straight ahead, his tone as cold as ever.

“Oh.”

This time, Wen Shuyue closed her mouth. After all, she could only swallow her anger.

15 Minutes later, the car stopped outside a shabby wooden house in the suburbs.

The two of them walked in one after the other. Wen Shuyue was in front of them while He Siming was behind them.

Wen Shuyue, who was walking in front of her, looked back at him and symbolically knocked on the non-existent door. She asked, “May I ask, is anyone here?”

No one answered.

He Siming frowned. He walked forward and pulled Wen Shuyue behind him.

Wen Shuyue looked at his strong and broad back and felt warmth in her heart. She was stunned until He Siming called her name again and she realized it and followed.

There was only a table and a bed. From the odds and ends of a meal on the table, one could tell that there was someone living here at least one day ago.

He Siming walked to the bed with wooden boards and bricks, which could barely be called a bed, and bent over to explore the bottom of the bed.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, she remembered an extremely familiar female voice.

He Siming hurriedly straightened up and looked back to see Wen Shuyue holding the bag in her hand and confronting a man with a gray.

He quickly walked forward and threw a left hook.

“Swish!”

The wooden board shattered and scattered all over the ground.

He Siming stepped forward to grab Wen Shuyue’s waist and leaned over to ask in a low voice, “Are you okay?”

Wen Shuyue shook her head and said in a daze, “No, it’s okay.”

Upon hearing this, He Siming no longer looked at her. Instead, he turned his gaze to the man at the door and scanned his whole body. “Who are you? Why did you attack us?”

The cabin was small and the two of them were already crowded inside. At this time, the man was blocking the door, creating a stifled sight. He looked at He Siming in panic, took two steps back and turned to leave.

He Siming took a step forward and grabbed his arm. Otherwise, I can find you even if I dig three feet!

His sharp breath oppressed every nerve of the man. The man was stunned for a while, then he pulled out a dagger from his back and stabbed at He Siming.

“Be careful!”

Wen Shuyue’s eyes widened with worry as she instinctively grabbed the knife in the man’s hand.

The man obviously didn’t expect Wen Shuyue to rush over and adjust the blade to aim at her.

Wen Shuyue hurriedly turned a corner, but she was still knocked to the ground. The burn on her back was pulled open. She couldn’t help frowning and sucking in a breath of cold air?

He Siming also punched the man in sharp eyes and agile hands or nimble fingers.

“Dang!”

The man suffered from the pain and the knife slipped from his hand.

He Siming rushed to help Wen Shuyue while the man took the opportunity to escape. Wen Shuyue pointed at the door and shouted, “She’s running. Don’t care about me. Go after her.”

Actually, she didn’t know who the person He Siming brought her to see was, so she only cared about shouting, as if the person who ran away was an extremely vicious murderer.

He Siming frowned and picked her up. In a low voice, he said, “Run away and shut up.”

Wen Shuyue, who was roared at be rather baffling, couldn’t hide her emotions anymore. She asked, “Who is that person?” Don’t say that you’re the bandits you’re planning to come for the hero.

“…”

He Siming glanced at her speechlessly. He really didn’t know what structure this woman was.

“It was a bribed person in your father’s case. It was hard to find this place and he ran away again,” He Siming said and put him in the passenger seat. Then he walked to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

Wen Shuyue looked at him. This man had a heavy heart and she couldn’t guess what he was thinking.

“You…” She paused and pursed her lips. “Why do you still help me?” My words were so heartless.

She lowered her head, not daring to look into He Siming’s eyes.

Thankfully, He Siming didn’t look at her either. He just said in a every rhythm, “I’m sure I can keep my promise. I promise to help you investigate, so I won’t break my promise.”

He paused and just as Wen Shuyue was about to move, he added, “So, you will never escape my palm in this lifetime.”

His amber eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc. “Don’t try to challenge my authority.”

Wen Shuyue looked at him in the rearview mirror, “Oh.”

The two of them were silent again. Wen Shuyue was a little tired and soon fell asleep. However, she had something in her heart and frowned.

When they reached the city, He Siming heard her mumble, “Papa, I was wrong…”