Stop There, Daddy

“Why did I give birth to you?” Mother Wen sneered and looked at Wen Shuyue with pitiful, disdainful eyes. She pitied that Wen Shuyue didn’t know who her biological mother was.

Wen Shuyue felt embarrassed and said with hurt, “I thought you’d treat me differently since you asked me out for dinner. In this case, I’ll leave.”

After Wen Shuyue spoke, she was about to leave the restaurant, but Mother Wen said sternly, “Stop! Who allows you to leave?”

“Wen Shuyue, you are going bad all these years. Anyway, I am your mother. Do you treat your mother this way? I brought you up, and you should be contented. Look what you’ve done. You had a one-night-stand with a man a few years ago, and you went abroad. Now that you’re back, you mess with other men. Shouldn’t you look at yourself in the mirror?” Mother Wen mercilessly scolded Wen Shuyue.

“Are you done?” Wen Shuyue was obviously angry. Being scolded by her mother, Wen Shuyue felt a pang in her heart.

“Of course not.” Mother Wen retorted without hesitation as if she was trying to provoke Wen Shuyue.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

“I’ve got to go.” Wen Shuyue felt she couldn’t stay in the restaurant for another minute. She rose and grabbed her bag, turning to leave.

“Come back. Let me tell you, if you don’t have dinner with me today, you are not going anywhere! I won’t let you go. I’m your mother, and you should stay and have dinner with me. Can’t you stay longer?” Mother Wen suddenly raised her voice so that everyone in the restaurant could hear her. She wouldn’t let Wen Shuyue leave like that. After all, Qin Weiwei and He Siming were having sex in the hotel. Mother Wen wouldn’t allow Wen Shuyue to interrupt them.

When the people in the restaurant heard what Mother Wen said, they started to accuse Wen Shuyue of being rude to her mother. Someone even recognized her as the CEO of MK. Wen Shuyue stood there with embarrassment. She couldn’t leave. Even if she didn’t care about her own image, she couldn’t tarnish the company’s reputation.

Wen Shuyue turned around helplessly. When she was about to sit down, someone grabbed her arm. It took her by surprise, and she lost her balance, falling into a strong embrace.

“Wow, he’s gorgeous.”

“It’s like a TV show! He’s so cute.”

“This hottie looks familiar. He seems to be He Siming of Manis!”

“The woman that he is holding is his rumored girlfriend. They look like a couple.”

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Wen Shuyue leaned in his embrace and realized that it was He Siming. She straightened herself up and looked at He Siming shyly. She asked curiously, “Mr. He, why are you here?”

“What do you think?” He Siming said with an impassive expression. Looking at Wen Shuyue’s awkward face, he felt a little sweet.

His sudden arrival surprised Mother Wen. Didn’t Weiwei seduce He Siming at the hotel? Why did He Siming come here?

He Siming turned to Mother Wen and looked at her coldly. Mother Wen cringed. He Siming said lightly, “Auntie, Shuyue has an appointment with me to discuss work. May I take her away?”

Mother Wen was taken aback. It seemed that He Siming had heard what she just said. He was trying to restore Wen Shuyue’s image. She wanted to refuse, but her heart trembled when she saw He Siming’s obviously threatening gaze.

“Okay, Shuyue, go with Mr. He.”

He Siming took Wen Shuyue’s hand and walked out. Wen Shuyue heard people taking photos of them with their cellphones and felt embarrassed.

Back in the car, Wen Shuyue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at He Siming happily, “Thank you for coming to help me.”

He Siming was sullen. There was anger on his cold face. He said coldly, “What did I say when I left this morning?”

“Well, the company suddenly held an emergency meeting and asked me to attend, so I went back to the company,” Wen Shuyue quickly answered honestly, hoping he would forgive her. However, it didn’t work. He Siming remained grim.

“Look, I’m safe and sound. Nothing happened. Don’t be angry.”

“Nothing happened? What happened just now? Did I disturb your dinner with your mother?” He Siming said sarcastically.

Wen Shuyue rubbed her forehead helplessly. It was difficult to please He Siming. Wen Baobao had inherited it from him. However, she was curious about how he found her here.

“By the way, how did you know I was here?”

She changed the subject on purpose, but He Siming didn’t get angry. He was glad that she was fine. As for the dirty tricks of Qin Weiwei and Mother Wen, he decided not to tell her. After all, that was her mother.

“What can’t I get if I want?” He Siming asked as he looked at Wen Shuyue with undisguised desire.

Wen Shuyue noticed the desire in his eyes and felt nervous. Facing such a charming man, she blushed, her heart beating fast.

He Siming leaned closer to her and raised her chin with his long fingers. As his lips were going to touch hers, Wen Shuyue backed off.

“Mr. He, I’m hungry. I want to have lunch,” Wen Shuyue said anxiously, interrupting the tense atmosphere in the car.

He Siming looked at Wen Shuyue in amusement. He let go of Wen Shuyue in a good mood and said with a smile, “You are drawing in your Horns again.”

As he spoke, He Siming drove Wen Shuyue to another restaurant for lunch.

When Mother Wen saw He Siming leave, she quickly called Qin Weiwei, but the sweet mechanical voice greeted her on the phone. She angrily hung up and glared at He Siming and Wen Shuyue.

When Mother Wen got home, she heard the heartbreaking wail from Qin Weiwei’s room. She quickly put down her bag and ran over.

The door of Qin Weiwei’s room was ajar. Mother Wen rushed inside with concern. When she saw Qin Weiwei sitting on the bed and hugging her knees and crying, she sat next to her in pain.

When Qin Weiwei heard the door open, she raised her head and saw Mother Wen. She extended her arms and held Mother Wen, crying out loud.

“What’s wrong, Weiwei? Stop crying and tell me what happened,” said Mother Wen gently as she stroked Qin Weiwei’s back affectionately.

“Auntie, I… He Siming didn’t touch me at all. He even wanted to strangle me.” Qin Weiwei cried again as she spoke, which pained Mother Wen.

Mother put Qin Weiwei at her arm’s length and saw her smudged face. She reached out and gently wiped the tears on her face, saying sternly, “Weiwei, don’t cry because of them. They are not worthy. You have to remain beautiful and noble. Remember, you are a princess. It doesn’t matter that you failed to get him today, but he will be yours one day, and Wen Shuyue will be far inferior to you.”

“Really?” Qin Weiwei was doubtful. After all, today she could feel that He Siming was really trying to strangle her.

“Yes, trust me. I will help you,” Mother Wen said firmly.

“Okay. Auntie, I trust you!” Qin Weiwei was still willing to believe in Mother Wen, who was the only person willing to help her.