Stop There, Daddy

“He You, are you serious?”

He Youyou looked at the serious big brother and nodded seriously and firmly, “Mmm!”

Seeing her nod, He Siming was not happy. He turned to Zhong He Xuan and asked in a low voice, “What about you?”

“Of course she’s serious,” Zhong He Xuan raised his eyebrows and deliberately used a relaxed tone to try to ease the atmosphere. “Youyou is your sister. If I do anything to her, you can’t go all out with me?”

“It’s good that you know.”

He Siming said indifferently, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Then he remembered something. He Siming signaled Wen Shuyue to look at He You, then walked to the lounge behind the office and said to Zhong He Xuan, “Come in with me. I want to talk to you.”

“Okay,” Zhong He Xuan replied with a smile.

Seeing that his brother’s face was so bad, He Wei was a little worried about Zhong He Xuan. He couldn’t help but nervously grab his hand and frown, “Brother Zhong~”

“Don’t worry,” Zhong He Xuan stopped in his tracks. He turned around and patted the back of her hand, “Your brother won’t do anything to me.”

Then, he smiled charmingly. The mole at the end of his eyes made him dizzy.

He You smiled and let go of his hand.

Zhong He Xuan walked into the lounge and closed the door. He sat on the sofa in unrestrained and frank; straightforward and punched He Siming’s chest with a smile. “What, you can’t believe my character so much?” Did my sister want me to eat her?

He Siming pursed his thin lips into a thin line. He looked up at him coldly and said, “Of course I trust you in the business, but He You is my only sister. I can’t allow her to suffer any harm.”

“Oh, oh, it’s so serious,” Zhong He Xuan casually lay down behind the sofa with his legs crossed and teased, “Sure enough, it’s a girl. I think if you have a daughter, you’ll definitely be a daughter slave.

“Don’t behave in a noisy, gay and boisterous manner with me.”

He Siming rolled his eyes at him coldly and his voice was unconsciously serious.

Zhong He Xuan knew that he was serious, so he sat upright and returned to his serious expression. He promised him, “I swear that if I don’t treat He You well, I will let my family die!”

Hearing this, He Siming frowned unconsciously, not to utter a single word.

Zhong He Xuan could not see if his expression was agreeing or not. Just as he was about to lose control, He Siming spoke up.

He said, “Zhong He Xuan, I hope you will remember what you said today. If you dare to make He You sad, you and I will no longer be brothers, and the Andu Group will not be happy.”

He paused and stared intently at Zhong He Xuan. “I’ll do what I said.”

Zhong He Xuan was stunned by He Siming’s aura. After a while, he slowly said, “Do you really want to be so ruthless?”

“You can choose to leave my sister now.”

“I don’t,” Zhong He Xuan said seriously, “I won’t give you a chance to ruin the security group.”

He Siming raised his eyebrows. “I hope so.”

Then he stood up and walked outside. Zhong He Xuan also tidied up his clothes and followed closely behind.

As soon as He Siming and Zhong He Xuan came out, He You pushed the wheelchair forward. He grabbed Zhong He Xuan’s hand and asked with concern, “My brother didn’t make things difficult for you, right?”

Zhong He Xuan opened his mouth. He was about to say that he had something, but he noticed that a knife was thrown over. He quickly smiled and shook his head, “No, no.” I’m so good with your big brother, how can he make things difficult for me? Really? Ming. ”

He winked at He Siming, but the person didn’t bother him at all. He sat down coldly and looked down at the documents.

Wen Shuyue, who was sitting at the desk opposite He Siming, could not help but laugh.

Sure enough, it was He Siming’s style.

When he heard the woman’s laughter, Zhong He Xuan’s face darkened. He coughed awkwardly. In order to pull back the city, he said to He Siming, “I mean, Steaming, even if you want to stay with your wife, you can’t just put her in the office.”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

He Siming raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Shuyue who pretended to be “I don’t know anything”. Then he looked at Zhong He Xuan and said calmly, “I’m happy, can you manage it?”

“Cough, cough, cough…” Wen Shuyue was choked by He Siming’s words and did not catch her breath. She sneaked a glance at Zhong He Xuan and met his teasing gaze.

She simply wanted to find a hole to get in. This He Siming was trying to mess with her!

Zhong He smiled. He held He You’s hand and suggested to He Siming, “Why don’t we go on a four-person tour? You’re not busy anyway.”

He winked at He You and asked her to help persuade He Siming.

So, just as He Siming was about to refuse, He Youyou also blinked and begged, “Go. Big Brother, you haven’t brought me out for a long time.”

He Siming never refused He You’s request. He coldly glanced at Zhong He Xuan, and then promised with a “Mhm”.

At this time, Wen Shuyue was not calm. She and He Siming were now uncomfortable. Why did they go on a trip together in be neither hot nor cold? She immediately rejected, “I don’t want to go.”

He Siming met Wen Shuyue’s gaze and spoke in a low voice like a layer of frost, “I can’t help you.”

Wen Shuyue didn’t like the feeling of being forced. She frowned, “Why?” I… ”

“No reason, unless you don’t want to return to MK,” He Siming interrupted her before she could finish.

Zhong He Xuan felt like he had done something wrong, so he rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He glanced at He You, who was also confused.

Worried about being affected by the war, Zhong He Xuan left with He You.

The door was closed and only Wen Shuyue and He Siming were left in the office. No one spoke, but the atmosphere was already with swords drawn and bows bent.

After a while, Wen Shuyue calmed herself down. She walked up to He Siming and said, “I know I can’t beat you and I don’t want to fight with you. Can I make a good relationship?”

He Siming paused as he held the pen. He raised his head and stared at her with no emotion on his face. His amber eyes were deep like a black hole.

Wen Shuyue’s heart trembled from his gaze.

It was undeniable that she liked He Siming, but he was too hard to understand. She would be afraid of him.

It was very difficult to pull down her face and beg him for peace, but after waiting for a long time, Wen Shuyue was a little discouraged. She smiled bitterly, “Forget it…”

But before she could finish her sentence, she heard the man say, “Alright, we’re reconciled.”

She raised her head and met the man’s devilish eyes.

The corner of her mouth raised in an instant, and her eyebrows curved into a smile as she nodded heavily.