Stop There, Daddy

Wen Shuyue looked a little unnatural. When she looked at Lin Lin, she felt sorry for her from the bottom of her heart. This self-accusation and guilt oppressed her, but she dared not explain it.

“Why don’t you say anything? Do you think I should speak to him now or not?” Seeing Wen Shuyue making no reply, Lin Lin pulled her arm and said again with a smile.

Sometimes it was human nature that the more enthusiastic someone was about you, the more guilty you felt, especially when it was your best friend.

Wen Shuyue dropped her head and pondered for a moment. Then she smiled awkwardly. “If you want to talk to him, then go. He may… want to talk to you, too.”

“Haha, I knew you would support me, so I’ll go first. If anything comes up, I’ll share it with you first.” Lin Lin was so happy that she ran in the direction of He Siming before she finished speaking.

Despite her verbal support, Wen Shuyue herself knew how sad she felt.

Perhaps the saddest thing was that she and her best friend fell in love with the same man. In the beginning, she wanted to give up He Siming, but she really could not give up after so many things.

He Siming was her crush, while LinLin was her best friend, and if she wanted to choose one of them, she had to give up one.

It was a hard decision for Wen Shuyue, as she didn’t want to give up either of them.

“Miss Wen.”

Wen Shuyue did not know how long she pondered it until Guan Yue came and pulled her back from her thoughts.

She looked up at him, puzzled, and said, “What’s the matter?”

“It’s nothing. It’s just that our boss wants to talk to you, so I’d like you to come over with me.” Guan Yue smiled. He looked at Wen Shuyue as if he took her for his boss’s wife, respectful and polite.

Wen Shuyue was shocked, and then she followed Guan Yue.

She thought Lin Lin was still with He Siming, but when she saw him, he was alone.

Guan Yue took Wen Shuyue in and then went out, leaving them alone in the car.

“You don’t have to think about what I told you before, and you’ll be moving in with me from tomorrow.” Before Wen Shuyue could speak, He Siming spoke first.

In fact, Wen Shuyue could think of what he was going to say, but she didn’t expect it to be so direct and didn’t give her a buffer.

She bowed her head and pondered for a while, but finally couldn’t say yes. She shook her head and said, “Can you just take Baobao to your place? I still want to live in my house.”

“No way.” He Siming refused her in a domineering way, giving her no opportunity to resist.

“…” Wen Shuyue was speechless.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Why is the man so bossy?” Thought Wen Shuyue. “When it comes to Baobao, we have to reach an agreement together. How can he make a decision alone? ”

But she also understood He Siming. Lu Junhan would surely find a way to get back at her and He Siming after getting hit so hard. In that case, Wen Baobao could only be guaranteed to be safe together with He Siming.

Thinking of this, Wen Shuyue pursed her lips and asked carefully, “How about this? I’ll stay with you occasionally, but I still live in my old place. Is that okay?”

If she stayed with He Siming all the time, Lin Lin would have doubt about her if she couldn’t find Wen Shuyue at her house, and it would be more difficult for her to explain.

“If you send Baobao to me, do you trust me?” He Siming made no reply, staring at her with his deep and cold eyes.

This was something that Wen Shuyue was very worried about, but she was relieved to think that He Siming was Baobao’s father, and it was impossible for him to abuse Baobao anyway.

She pressed her lips and said in a relaxed way, “You’re his father. I have nothing to worry about.”

He did not expect that she would answer so readily. He Siming smiled mischievously. Although he did not speak, what he meant was self-evident.

Both of them seemed to have an indescribable sincere feeling in their hearts. Wen Shuyue always felt warm in her heart, and her eyes were fixed on He Siming.

They were so busy talking that they didn’t notice Wen Baobao who was eavesdropping beside.

Wen Baobao reached out to cover his mouth and said, “Daddy really doesn’t know how to pick up girls. Mommy has put it so bluntly, why won’t he take the initiative? Well, well, it seems he needs my help.”

“I was wondering why I couldn’t find you naughty boy. You’re hiding here. Tell me honestly, what are you doing here?”

Wen Baobao was eavesdropping on his parents, but his ears were suddenly pulled up. It was so painful that he kept waving his fist at Lin Lin.

“Godmother, keep your voice down, and don’t disturb Mommy’s date.” Wen Baobao frowned, and there was obvious displeasure on his childish little face.

“Date? Who did your mother date?” Wen Baobao blocked Lin’s action just as she was about to look at the car.

Wen Baobao reached out to cover her eyes and struggled to stop Lin Lin, “Don’t worry about it, godmother. You’re going to teach me to play games, are you? Hurry up and get started.”

“Oh, no, I’m…”

Lin Lin wanted to say something more, but she was pulled away by Wen Baobao before she finished. She glanced vaguely in the car and saw nothing but a strand of hair falling out of Wen Shuyue.

Wen Baobao was so fast that Lin Lin could only catch a glimpse.

Wen Baobao readily agreed to go to He Siming’s house since he overheard their conversation, which made Wen Shuyue feel sad. It was as if someone had stolen her son.

“Mommy, are you sure you’re not coming in with me tonight?” Wen Baobao immediately went to his room and looked at Wen Shuyue earnestly.

Wen Shuyue was startled and glanced at He Siming reflexively. Seeing that He Siming was also looking at her, she blushed and hurriedly said, “No, I have to go home because I have to go Christmas shopping with Lin Lin tonight.”

“Mommy, you’re lying. You already bought Christmas stuff with Daddy.” Wen Baobao sighed, obviously wondering why his mother was so stupid.

Well, he seemed to have a point.

Wen Shuyue smiled with embarrassment. She scratched her head awkwardly and quickly added, “We bought it, but your godmother hasn’t bought it yet. I want to keep her company.”

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, for Wen Baobao was looking at her with suspicion.

After all, Lin Lin, who never spent Christmas at home, did not need to decorate her house.