Stop There, Daddy

He Siming is sitting in the study room in the old house of the He family. After a while, the servant respectfully said that Qin Wei had been settled. He Siming said a reward and sent him away.

He had just calmed down when there was another knock on the door. He pursed his thin lips and said, “Come in.”

The voice was like an ice scum, frightening the servant to shiver and nervously said, “Old Madam He ordered you to come over and say that they were clear.”

“SMing, do you have a socialite?” He Jichen couldn’t wait for He Siming to sit down and ask. The matter of Qin’s mother made her feel angry, but the raise a Babel of criticism of that caused a ruckus during the engagement couldn’t embarrass the He family because of the love of children.

He Siming looked at He Jichen and asked, “Why is grandmother doing this?”

He Jichen’s grandmother was stumped by He Siming’s gloomy tone, and her face was also stern. His grandson was pretending to be her, “Why?” You don’t know what kind of relationship do you have with me? ”

“I don’t dare,” He Siming sipped his lips and took a sip of tea. His attitude was sincere, “I’m closest to you.”

Knowing that his grandson had his own limits, He Jichen thought that he would not ruin his reputation. “Then, do you have any intentions of marrying a woman?”

As Wen Shuyue’s expression flashed across his mind, He Siming’s fingers paused and he said lightly, “Yes.” However, you might not agree. He thought about how to convince his grandmother for a while.

The two of them were speechless. He Jichen knew that he had Wen Shuyue in his heart. After what happened yesterday, she also changed her view of Wen Shuyue, but there was a gap in her heart.

“Are you going to marry that person?” He Jichen asked tentatively.

“It’s her,” He Siming’s cold voice revealed the firmness in his heart. His expression shocked He Jichen and she probably couldn’t stop her.

He Jichen sighed and asked, “Who is that person?” She didn’t know, but she had a little expectation. No matter what, the face of the He family was more important.

He didn’t know what to think, but He Siming’s mouth curved into an imperceptible arc. He looked at He Jichen calmly and said seriously, “Wen Shuyue.”

He knew Granny had a grudge in her heart. “Granny, what happened yesterday is right in front of her. She’s not a bad person, but she’s just forced by life. You’ve never contacted her before, so I hope you can agree.”

“Alas, let’s just leave it to you,” the grandson’s eyes were too sincere, and He Jichen waved her hand to let go. She called Xiao Yu again and soon saw a little girl coming to her.

“Help me back to the room. I’m old, so I can’t stand it anymore,” Xiao Yu helped He Jichen up and slowly walked back to the room.

He Siming’s eyes were flickering. Grandma had settled it, so it would depend on whether his biological partner agreed. His brain hurt a little because things weren’t that simple.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

It was late at night, so He Siming frowned and walked out with the car keys on the table.

“Bang!” He Siming closed the car door and stood under a electric pole. He looked at Wen Shuyue’s room. Her house was still on. He lit a cigarette for himself and lit a spark in the darkness, reflecting his obscure face.

He took out his phone and said, “Come down. I’m downstairs.” The smoke halo disappeared and he added, “I can’t come down. I’ll go up.”

On the other end of the phone, Wen Shuyue’s heart skipped a beat. She had just coaxed Wen Baobao to sleep, but now she felt annoying again. She pushed open the window in half-believe in, and as expected, a car had turned on the car lights and stopped there.

“Bastard,” she cursed as she lowered her body and put on some clothes before heading downstairs.

“Is there something wrong?” Wen Shuyue looked at He Siming in the opposite light and felt a strange feeling spreading around her. She impatiently said, “Close the car lights first.”

He Siming remained motionless when he heard this and eventually turned off the lights.

When Wen Shuyue saw this, she walked towards He Siming and took a step forward. The smell of cigarettes was a little stronger. Her eyes were fixed at He Siming’s feet and there were quite a few cigarette butts.

He Siming’s fists were clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again. Once he let go again, he hugged Wen Shuyue. He didn’t dare to force himself, but gently hugged her.

Wen Shuyue struggled uneasily. The next second, she let him carry her quietly because he whispered into her ear for me to hug her.

His voice was clear and cold, with a hint of grievance. She said that she was asking for comfort. Wen Shuyue’s heart softened. She thought that she wouldn’t lose a piece of meat anyway, so she could hug her.

After a while, He Siming let go of his hand and pulled a distance from Wen Shuyue. There was a sea of stars in his eyes, so Wen Shuyue accidentally fell into the sea.

“Let me clarify. I don’t like Qin Wei. I only approached her to get evidence of her and Mother Wen’s relationship. I didn’t want to tell you because my plan failed.”

He Siming’s tone was steady and he looked at Wen Shuyue’s eyes without blinking. He looked serious like a student who was making test papers. When he saw Wen Shuyue stroking her hair in a daze, he said gently, “I didn’t mean to treat you that day. Don’t be angry, okay?” Hmm? ”

His final tone was seductive.

“Also, Qin Lan is slightly pregnant. She is just an artificial insemination. She doesn’t know where she got my essence, c…” He Siming didn’t say anything else. He only quietly watched Wen Shuyue’s reaction.

Moments later, his eyes widened, his eyebrows furrowed, and then he opened his mouth in surprise, tempting to commit crimes.

Wen Shuyue’s slender and fair hand covered the hand He Siming had placed on her face. She said with a heartache, “I’m sorry, I blamed you wrongly.” After she said this, she lowered her head and the primary school student didn’t dare to make a sound.

The moonlight brightened and reflected Wen Shuyue’s guilty and heartbroken expression. He Siming smiled and brought her into his arms. He whispered into her ear, “You’re right, my fault.”

A soft, itchy feeling spread from her ear. Wen Shuyue pulled away the distance between herself and He Siming, and she felt that He Siming still hadn’t told her anything.

Wen Shuyue didn’t dare to look into his eyes. She looked up at the bright moon and said, “We are even in that matter. No one can blame anyone.” She peeked at He Siming and quickly said, “It’s settled that no one will regret it.”

“Haha,” a chuckle spread to Wen Shuyue’s ears. Her face gradually reddened and she was a little glad that it was night.

Seeing how cute she looked, He Siming couldn’t hold it in anymore. strike while the iron is hot said, “Shunyue, let’s get married. I will make you happy.” Every word of his was like an oath and focused.

Wen Shuyue’s face suddenly turned pale when she heard this. She shook her head repeatedly, “No, I can’t promise you now, I can’t.” Not filial children are just that.

She naturally wouldn’t agree to this request.

He Siming looked uncertain and lowered his eyes. He rubbed his right hand and pinched his fingertips, as if he was thinking, but also very sad. Even though Wen Shuyue had been with him for so long, she had never seen him look like this.

Before she could explain, He Siming suddenly asked, “I’m not as important as him yet?”