Stop There, Daddy

He Siming glanced at Wen Shuyue and sneered at the man, “I know what my woman is like.”

Wen Shuyue and the man were surprised. The man didn’t expect He Siming to believe in Wen Shuyue, while Wen Shuyue didn’t expect He Siming to believe in her when the two of them were not on speaking terms.

He Siming and Wen Shuyue sent the man to the police station together. After an investigation, the police told them that the man’s wife used to be an insignificant employee of He Siming’s company and was made redundant. She committed suicide by jumping off a building, and the man went mad, thinking He Siming killed his wife. To make He Siming taste the same pain as him, the man targeted Wen Shuyue.

Frightened through the night, Wen Shuyue held He Siming’s hand tightly, her palms were sweating. He Siming felt her anxiety and gripped her hand tightly, gazing at her earnestly and saying, “Don’t be afraid.”

His words seemed to have the calming magic, which consoled Wen Shuyue instantly, who asked the young cop, “Will he go to jail?”

The cop did not understand what she meant.

The man broke into a private house and attempted murder. Even if he didn’t commit a crime, it was easy for Wen Shuyue to put the man in jail with the influence of He Siming.

Seeing the confusion on the cop’s face, Wen Shuyue thought that she didn’t get herself understood. She explained, “Officer Wang, that man is wretched. Can he get a light sentence?”

Officer Wang subconsciously looked at He Siming and waited for his instruction.

He Siming remained cold. He said without hesitation, “Put her through the normal legal procedures. Let it be.”

His voice didn’t have any emotions, but Wen Shuyue knew that he was the scariest. She wanted to put in some good words for the man, but she could say nothing when she met He Siming’s deep eyes.

After walking out of the police station, Wen Shuyue lowered her head and followed He Siming from afar. She didn’t even know that He Siming suddenly stopped and bumped into his back.

She hissed in pain.

The pain was so sharp that her tears came out. “Why do you suddenly stop?” she complained.

She rubbed her nose and pouted.

He Siming’s anger vanished when she did that. He reached out and stroked her head, his fingers running through her black hair. “Can you stop losing your temper?”

Thinking that she had heard it wrong, Wen Shuyue raised her head and stared at him. “What did you say?”

“Nothing.”

Ignoring the woman who played the fool, He Siming got into the car. When he saw that she didn’t move, he honked the horn.

Wen Shuyue touched the hair that he had stroked and felt sweet when she thought of what he had just said.

She scurried over and got into the car quickly. After she fastened her seat belt, she smiled sweetly at him. “Let’s go home!”

He Siming glanced at the woman from the corners of his eyes and gave a faint smile.

It was already three o’clock in the morning when they got home.

After He Siming took a shower, he saw Wen Shuyue sleeping fast. Her two dainty feet were exposed outside the blanket.

He walked over and lay down next to her, looking at her peaceful sleeping face. Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her fair face like small fans. She breathed lightly and evenly.

He reached out to touch her face, but he withdrew his hand halfway.

He propped himself on his arm and quietly gazed at her. “Why did you lose your composure when the man said those words? Was he telling the truth?”

He Siming didn’t sleep at all and went to work early in the morning. When Wen Shuyue got up, the blanket on the left side was cold.

Wen Shuyue sighed deeply and ate the bread absent-mindedly. Didn’t he make it up with her yesterday? Why did he go away early in the morning? Did she misunderstand him?

She tossed the bread onto the plate irritably and patted Wen Baobao’s head. “I’m going to work. Are you going with me?”

Wen Baobao quickly gulped down the food on his plate, his mouth full. He said in a muffled voice, “Yes, I’ll go.”

He jumped off the stool and stood in front of Wen Shuyue.

Wen Shuyue held his hand and said, “Let’s go.”

As soon as she arrived at the company, Wen Shuyue found that all the staff was shunning her as if she was a snake. She frowned, and her cold face became more serious.

When she saw the words written in red ink on her office door, Wen Shuyue understood why those people were pointing at her.

She smiled coldly and then yelled angrily, “Where’s my assistant? Doesn’t she know how to handle this?”

When Qin Weiwei heard Wen Shuyue’s roar, she went up to Wen Shuyue and widened her mouth with feigned surprise. “Good morning, Miss Wen. I was going to clean it up. It’s my fault. I failed to stop the lady who came yesterday from making a mess here.”

Qin Weiwei was delighted. She let Ms. Wang in on purpose to embarrass Wen Shuyue.

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Wen Shuyue snorted coldly and scolded, “If you can’t even stop her, why do I need you?”

Seeing that Qin Weiwei was about to say something, Wen Shuyue added, “Maybe you will say that it’s the receptionist’s job. You are the assistant of the CEO, and you are wrong about that. My assistant has to do everything. I don’t need a brainless assistant.”

Without giving Qin Weiwei any chance to retort, Wen Shuyue criticized her fiercely in front of everyone.

She opened the office door and paused, pointing at the door and saying to Qin Weiwei, “I want to see a clean door before lunchtime.”

After she spoke, she slammed the door shut. Qin Weiwei shuddered at the noise.

Qin Weiwei stared intently at the door and gritted her teeth. She clenched her fists and dug her sharp fingernails into her palm. She didn’t feel the pain.

She thought, “Wen Shuyue, I will take everything from you one day.”

Wen Shuyue plopped onto the chair and rubbed her temples. She thought for a moment and called Ms. Wang.

After almost half an hour of negotiation, Wen Shuyue finally convinced Ms. Wang to give her another chance to design a new dress for her.

This time, she didn’t dare to miss out on any detail and carefully wrote down all the requests.

Wen Baobao was playing games on the sofa opposite her. When he saw she made it, he praised, ‘Mommy, you have made progress. Great job. Keep up your hard work.”

Wen Shuyue rolled her eyes. She didn’t know what was wrong with the way she educated Wen Baobao, who was intelligent and mature.

Qin Weiwei didn’t come to bother her for a whole morning, and Wen Shuyue solved the problem with Ms. Wang, so she was in a good mood, thinking even the air was fresher.