Stop There, Daddy

Wen Shuyue forced her way out of the surrounding ring of reporters with a frown. She was baffled as to why Chang Ning kept working against her.

However, Chang Ning had not said much. She had just made a few remarks insinuatingly.

The reporters, after seeing Wen Shuyue leave, did not give up. They set out to look for the next subject.

Wen Shuyue spotted Chang Ning’s receding back and hastily gave chase. She was determined to get to the bottom of this matter.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Wait up, Chang Ning!”

Chang Ning heard Wen Shuyue’s voice coming from behind, but she just glanced over her shoulder at Wen Shuyue and then resumed walking forward. She did not want to get entangled with Wen Shuyue.

Wen Shuyue noticed that Chang Ning showed no inclination to stop. Despite her tiredness, Wen Shuyue quickened her pace and blocked Chang Ning’s path.

Wen Shuyue braced her hands against her knees and looked wearily at Chang Ning, panting heavily, having trouble finding a second wind.

“Is there anything you want to say to me? If not, please get out of my way!”

Chang Ning looked at Wen Shuyue, her eyes full of distaste. She did not want to cross paths with a woman like Wen Shuyue, fearing that she might be affected by Wen Shuyue.

“Chang Ning! I just want to know what I have done to deserve such dislike of yours. I’ve never hurt you, have I? Why are you treating me like this?”

Wen Shuyue’s words served only to annoy Chang Ning. The latter couldn’t help chuckling.

The sneer on her lips was very obtrusive. Wen Shuyue frowned, looking at Chang Ning in confusion.

“Do you really not know or are you just pretending? Wen Shuyue, stop playing dumb with me. Originally, you were not eligible to enter the contest. If it weren’t for He Siming’s help, you would never have made it into the second round. I really can’t understand why social climbers like you are so fond of pretending to be innocent. So you have a backer. Big deal! You still don’t stand a chance against me!”

With that Chang Ning, wearing high heels, brushed past Wen Shuyue, who was still in a daze. It had never occurred to her that this was the reason why Chang Ning loathed her so much. Also, she had never thought that He Siming was the reason why her qualification had been restored.

When Wen Shuyue turned around, Chang Ning had disappeared from view. Too anxious to think about anything else, Wen Shuyue directly took a taxi home.

“Where’s He Siming?” Wen Shuyue asked the moment she entered the mansion.

The servant, having noticed Wen Shuyue’s irritable face, did not dare hesitate.

“Mr. He is in his study-”

Before the servant could finish his sentence, Wen Shuyue hurried upstairs.

He Siming was dealing with some documents when his study door was abruptly pushed open. Displeased, he lifted his head only to find Wen Shuyue storming up to him.

A gentle smile touched He Siming’s mouth at the sight of Wen Shuyue.

“You’re back. How did things go in the contest?”

The sight of He Siming’s gentle face and his concerned tone of voice instantly dissolved most of Wen Shuyue’s anger, but recalling how Chang Ning had misunderstood her, Wen Shuyue still angrily questioned He Siming.

“Was it you who pulled some strings to have them restore my qualification for the contest? You’d better tell me the truth!”

Wen Shuyue’s face was extremely serious. After hearing her words, He Siming wanted to deny it, but when he saw her serious expression, he could only nod.

“I did talk to the judges of the contest, but I only told them the truth. Apart from anything else, you were set up. If they disqualified you because of that, it’d be terribly unfair!”

After hearing He Siming telling her everything, Wen Shuyue felt a miserable feeling of constriction in the chest. She had no reason to blame He Siming for his actions, for he had done all that for her own good. She looked at He Siming, at a loss for words.

He Siming looked at Wen Shuyue’s unhappy face and stood up. He walked behind her and put his arms around her.

“Don’t overthink it. I believe you have what it takes to win the contest. I just cleared up all those misunderstandings. I didn’t offer you any help. You’re still on your own.”

He Siming’s comforting words made Wen Shuyue feel better, but she was still a little unhappy. Ignoring He Siming’s gentleness, she directly broke free from his embrace.

Watching her push away from him, He Siming involuntarily frowned. He did not like it when Wen Shuyue did that.

“What’s wrong?”

He Siming’s face became somewhat resigned. Though annoyed with Wen Shuyue about what she had just done, he did not reproach her.

Wen Shuyue turned around and left the study without another word.

After returning to her bedroom, Wen Shuyue stopped being dejected. She began to draw designs like crazy. She was also sulking. She knew that He Siming was looking out for her best interests, but being misunderstood made her feel terrible.

She was drawing designs frantically, for she wanted to vent her anger and prove herself.

He Siming did not see Wen Shuyue at the dinner table. He and Wen Baobao had dinner alone.

“Where’s my wife?” He Siming asked coldly.

The servant felt under great pressure.

“A moment ago I went to tell her dinner’s ready, but she locked herself up in her room and refused to come down to eat. There’s nothing I could do…”

The servant trailed off as he sensed He Siming’s increasingly cold gaze.

He Siming frowned and looked at the second floor, puzzled. He was baffled as to why Wen Shuyue had suddenly become so angry.

“Stay here and finish your dinner. I’ll go upstairs to check on her.”

Looking into Wen Baobao’s eyes, He Siming stroked his head. He put down his chopsticks and strode upstairs.

He Siming looked at the closed door and knocked politely. Wen Shuyue’s voice tinged with impatience came from inside the room.

“I told you I don’t want to eat. Leave me alone!”

Wen Shuyue had hardly finished speaking than He Siming pushed the door open and walked inside. On hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Shuyue angrily raised her head. At the sight of He Siming, she held back the words that had sprung to her lips.

“What are you doing here? Is there anything you need? I have some designs to finish!”

Wen Shuyue’s voice was sulky. He Siming couldn’t help but chuckle. He walked to Wen Shuyue’s side and, bracing his hand on the desk, placed his other hand on the back of Wen Shuyue’s chair.

“Why are you pushing yourself so hard? You don’t want to eat?”

Wen Shuyue’s desk was littered with designs, looking somewhat messy.

“I’m not in the mood to eat. You may eat without me. I need to finish these designs. I’d appreciate it if you left right away!” Wen Shuyue did not even want to lift her head. She was still sulking.