Stop There, Daddy

“Xiaolu, you may leave,” Wen Shuyue said to Xiaolu, turning to look at her and casting her a reassuring glance.

After Xiaolu obediently left, Gu Ning directly walked inside and sat in the executive chair opposite Wen Shuyue’s desk. He did not notice that the office door was ajar. Some colleagues were leaning against the door to eavesdrop. They all wanted to find out about what was going on between the two people inside. Qin Weiwei, naturally, was among the eavesdroppers.

“Are you here to chew me out?” Wen Shuyue asked calmly.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“It seems the candlelight dinner did not blind you to the situation completely.” The very thought of the news gave Gu Ning a heartache. Wen Shuyue and He Siming having a happy life made him miserable.

“What’s done is done. There’s no point agonizing over this. What we should do is figure out a solution.” Wen Shuyue, though having a severe headache, was still clear-minded.

“It surprises me you still remember this problem must be solved. I thought you had no room in your mind for anything except for romance,” said Gu Ning pointedly. He kept bringing up the news.

“Mr. Gu, that’s a private matter, and I did that when I was off duty. It doesn’t concern you.” Wen Shuyue fretfully snapped back as she sensed that Gu Ning was unwilling to drop it.

“Wen Shuyue, just because we’re friends does not mean you get to speak to me like that! In this company, I’m your boss! You’re MK’s public face, and now you’re involved in a scandal. You even got disqualified for the contest. I don’t know how you have the nerve to yell at me!” Gu Ning thundered, exasperated by Wen Shuyue’s words, springing to his feet and smacking his fist down on to the desk. The water spilled from the glass and wetted a document.

All the eavesdroppers outside gave a shudder of fear at Gu Ning’s roar. They felt that Gu Ning was terrifying when angry. None of them dared cross him.

Wen Shuyue looked at the drenched document and didn’t move. After dozens of seconds, she stood up and looked straight at Gu Ning, “This time around I’m the one to blame. I brought shame on MK. I’ll accept whatever punishment you decide to mete out to me.”

It had never crossed Gu Ning’s mind that Wen Shuyue would give in so easily. Bitterly disappointed, looking very angry, he said, “You’re suspended for one week. Go back home and introspect about your mistakes. Wen Shuyue, I’m very disappointed with you. You’re no longer the woman I know.”

With that Gu Ning disappointedly turned around and walked out of the office. The other employees hastily cleared off and pretended to be busy. Gu Ning, however, did not notice any of them. He went straight back to his office.

Wen Shuyue quietly collected her things. Xiaolu and Vice President Chen kindly came over to comfort her, but Wen Shuyue just smilingly told them that she was fine. Then she grabbed her bag and went back home to keep Wen Baobao company.

Qin Weiwei stared fixedly at Wen Shuyue as the latter’s lonely figure disappeared from view, a sneer on her lips.

She thought, ‘Wen Shuyue is just a bitch. Does she really think having studied abroad makes her superior? Ridiculous. She use to be so cocky, and now everybody’s criticizing her, and the boss rebuked her, and she got disqualified for the contest. She’s been reduced to a poor wretch. I did not spend that much money on those trolls and paparazzi for nothing. Seeing Wen Shuyue like this makes all that worthwhile.’

At night, He Siming was confused as he saw Wen Shuyue playing games with Wen Baobao. After dinner, He Siming followed Wen Shuyue into the bedroom.

“Why did you follow me inside?” Wen Shuyue asked curiously as she saw He Siming following in her wake.

“Why haven’t you drawn any designs in the past few days?” He Siming asked, closing the door.

Wen Shuyue instantly fell silent. She slowly walked to the chair on the balcony and sat down to look at the small garden lit by colorful lights outside the window.

The sight of her reaction intensified He Siming’s apprehension. He walked up to Wen Shuyue, sat down and, looking at Wen Shuyue’s dejected face, asked, “What happened?”

Wen Shuyue turned to look at He Siming and said seriously, “I’m having trouble finding inspiration.”

He Siming was relieved. He held Wen Shuyue’s hand and said with a smile, “Come. I’ll take you somewhere.”

Wen Shuyue was pulled to the balcony by him. Wen Shuyue had not been to this spot before. She took a look and found that it was indeed somewhat different from the other parts of the mansion. There was a spacious balcony, a mini-garden, a swing, many pictures of their family of three connected by threads, and even a tent. There were also a series of star-shaped lamps, along with a patch of starry sky. It was so beautiful that she felt as if she were in fairyland. She was positive that this place was prettier at night than it was in daytime.

“Do you like it?” He Siming asked happily when he saw the mixed surprise and delight on her face.

“Yeah.” Wen Shuyue made no effort to conceal her happiness. She liked this place so much. It was like the fairyland that Alice had been to.

“I’ve been decorating this place since I learned Wen Baobao was my son. It’s for our future daughter. This place lacks some toys,” He Siming smiled gently, holding Wen Shuyue’s hand. He said soulfully, “But now I prefer to see you smile when you see this paradise.”

Wen Shuyue’s eyes were swimming with tears. She was deeply touched. She could not help but hold He Siming. Leaning against his chest, she sobbed.

“Do you have an inspiration now?” He Siming asked Wen Shuyue a few moments later, pushing away from her.

“Yeah.” Wen Shuyue nodded happily. No matter whether she could participate in the National Fashion Design Contest or not, she wanted to design something of her own. It’d be about love and warmth, and she did not care if she’d get a prize.

Early next morning, He Siming hurried to his company to work after having breakfast in haste. He had been occupied dealing with financial problems of his company since the candlelight dinner with Wen Shuyue. His company was faced with a big financial problem, and one of the VPs went missing. He’d had no choice but to hush it up and try to figure something out. Eventually he finally managed to fix the budget deficit. All necessary arrangements had been made.

He Siming kneaded his brows and took a sip of coffee to rest for a while.

“Mr. He.” Guan Yue pushed the door open and walked inside.

“Come in. Has there been any news about me or Wen Shuyue recently?” He Siming had not had the time to read any news in the past few days, so he called Guan Yue in to ask him about it the moment he had the time.

“Two days ago, the photos of you and Miss Wen having dinner together were posted online by an entertainment reporter. Miss Wen’s competence was questioned because of it, and the organizing committee had to disqualify her for the National Fashion Design Contest.” Guan Yue told him what had happened recently.

He Siming stared coldly at Guan Yue and said with a piercing look in his eyes, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Mr. He, you were busy dealing with business affairs at that time. You couldn’t spare the time to handle this issue,” Guan Yue answered respectfully with his head down, having sensed He Siming’s anger.

“Anything about her is to be reported to me immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. He.”

Having finished speaking, He Siming strode off.