Stop There, Daddy

When He Siming came on stage with his perfect bid, the Si Group understood that it had lost its chance of winning. As the speech went deeper, the CEO of Si Tong’s face became increasingly ugly. When the final result came, he couldn’t even squeeze out a smile.

After He Siming brought his team out of the bidding venue, he was ready to go home after work when he was stopped by the people behind him.

“Mr. He,” the president of Si Teng walked over from behind, shouting to stop He Siming’s footsteps.

He Siming turned around and waited for the CEO of Si to come up to him before replying, “Mr. Si.”

The CEO of Si Tong smiled and praised, “Mr. He is really admirable at such a young age. I didn’t expect him to react so quickly. In just one night, he can make such an excellent plan. I really admire him.”

He Siming remained expressionless as he replied, “You have a way too.”

“Haha…” The president of Si Teng smiled brightly, as if he didn’t care about the meaning in He Siming’s words at all. He continued, “Mr. He’s perfect plan, but forgive me for being blunt. The design of that outfit is even create new styles. I wonder which designer has it?”

Wen Shuyue, who was standing behind He Siming, saw that she was suddenly mentioned and just smiled lightly.

He Siming glanced sideways at Wen Shuyue and answered to the CEO of Si, “Wen Shuyue, the designer I dug from MK.”

“Oh!” The CEO of Si looked at Wen Shuyue with great interest and saw her smile at him calmly. He still knew about the scandal between the two of them, but he didn’t expect that this woman was so capable, so he couldn’t help but say, “Interesting.”

Wen Shuyue looked at the CEO of Si with confusion. What was interesting? Shouldn’t she praise her for being talented? What comment was interesting?

“Dad!” A cry came from not too far away.

The three of them looked at the direction of the voice and saw a beautiful young man coming out of a car. It was the doctor who met in the hospital.

Si Feng got out of the car and walked directly to the CEO of Si. Then he turned around and greeted He Siming with a smile, “Long time no see, Mr. He, Miss Wen.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

He Siming nodded lightly but did not say anything. Instead, Wen Shuyue smiled sincerely and answered, “Is Doctor Si alright recently?”

“I’m very good. Don’t call me Dr. Si when I’m outside. Just call me Si Feng,” Si Feng said in a refined and cultured, his words soft and soothing.

Wen Shuyue smiled even more. She really had a good impression of Si Feng. She felt that he was gentlemanly, reliable, and would be a good friend.

He Siming naturally noticed Wen Shuyue’s expression, and a fire of indifference ignited in his heart. He said to the Si father and son, “I still have something to do. Let’s go first.”

“Alright, we’ll meet again another day,” the president of Si Tong said politely.

He Siming took Wen Shuyue’s hand and walked back, completely ignoring Wen Shuyue’s thoughts.

Wen Shuyue looked at He Siming who was pulling her away in confusion and said with difficulty, “What are you doing? I haven’t said anything yet!”

In response, only He Siming stubbornly pulled her into the car.

The CEO of Si Tong looked at the two people who had left with a tensed face. He took away the fake smile and clearly felt a low pressure.

When he saw his father’s appearance, he understood that today’s bidding was a failure. He sighed softly and said, “Dad, go back. Mother is still waiting for us. Mother specifically asked me to pick you up for dinner.”

“Let’s go!” The president of Si Teng shook his head in disappointment and got into the car with Si Feng.

On the way back to the villa, He Siming naturally packed up a woman who was chatting with a handsome guy, making her face slightly red.

As soon as he got out of the car, Wen Baobao ran out of the yard and threw himself into Wen Shuyue’s arms.

Wen Shuyue couldn’t defend herself from being hit by Wen Baobao. Fortunately, He Siming supported her from behind. Wen Shuyue hugged Wen Baobao and kissed his hair.

“Mommy, I miss you so much,” Wen Baobao said coquettishly while holding Wen Shuyue’s clothes, “I haven’t seen Mommy for a long time.”

Wen Shuyue’s eyes were wet unconsciously. It was her negligence. These days, she had neglected Wen Baobao because of her father’s problems, the He family’s problems, and the company’s problems.

He Siming suddenly came out from behind, picked up Wen Baobao’s collar and took him back into his arms. He picked him up and walked into the living room. As he walked, he said, “If I remember correctly, you should be in kindergarten at this time.”

Wen Baobao’s pouncing hands and feet instantly quieted down. He rubbed his hair with his little hands and explained after thinking about it, “That’s because Mother is the biggest, so Mother has to wait for the baby whenever she wants to come back, just like when Mommy is going to be a driver.”

He Siming shook his head helplessly, but the child’s explanation could not be refuted. He could only smile lovingly. Wen Shuyue followed closely behind and heard the conversation between father and son.

“Spirit and Shue Yue are back!” Wen’s mother came out of the room and saw the two of them actively greeting each other.

“Mmm, I’m back,” Wen Shuyue replied with a smile while He Siming and Wen Baobao ignored Mother Wen.

Mother Wen looked at Wen Shuyue and don’t mind smiled. “It just so happens that everyone is here. We can have a reunion dinner. I just so happen to go and buy food and cook for you.”

“Thank you, Mother,” Wen Shuyue glared at the father and son duo playing around, turning her head and smiling in response to Mother Wen.

Mother Wen turned around and pursed her lips. She went downstairs and called for Zhang Sao to buy food and cook.

“Mommy, the baby also collected extremely difficult Lego. It was exchanged with the kindergarten children with other toys. Go and play with the baby,” Wen Baobao turned away from He Siming and ran to Wen Shuyue.

He Siming looked at Wen Baobao who had suddenly shifted his position. He hadn’t played with Wen Baobao for a few days.

Looking at Wen Baobao’s lovely appearance and thinking about how she had neglected Wen Baobao recently, Wen Shuyue nodded softly and smiled.

“No, Mother is very tired. It’s time to rest,” He Siming objected. Wen Shuyue did not sleep for long last night. Now that she has time, she should rest first. She doesn’t know when to play with Wen Baobao.

Hearing He Siming’s words, Wen Baobao’s mood instantly fell down. The small universe slowly weakened, but he still held Wen Shuyue’s hand and said, “Mother, go rest. You have to rest well before you can play with the baby.”

Wen Baobao’s sensible appearance made Wen Shuyue’s heart ache. She squatted down to look at Wen Baobao, and Wen Shuyue gently coaxed, “Then can Wen Baobao let Mommy sleep?” When we wake up, let’s play Le Gao, okay?

“Mmm!” Wen Baobao nodded like a chicken.

In this way, Wen Shuyue spent the next day with her beloved son.