Stop There, Daddy

At the dinner table, Mrs. He and Wen Shuyue were still chatting about He Siming’s interesting things when they were young, laughing in front of He Siming.

After getting used to it, He Siming didn’t feel disgusted.

“Where’s Wen Baobao?” Mrs. He smiled and changed the topic, saying the main purpose.

Wen Shuyue smiled gently and replied naturally, “Yun’er took him to the playground. After lunch, she will send him back to school. The school is going to play children’s dramas. He is the lead of the little prince.”

When He Wei’s mother heard this, her eyes clearly radiated a different glow, and her gentle tone was a little excited, “Yeah, then I want to go see that when he was young, he didn’t have such cells.”

He Siming looked relaxed and happy, and his voice was gentle. He looked at his excited mother and said, “My son can only be better than me.”

He Siming’s words were full of pride, which made Wen Shuyue feel even more happy. Her previous melancholy was swept away.

He Wei’s mother kindly held Wen Shuyue’s hand, gently caressed it twice and happily said, “Then it’s settled. I’ll pick him up.”

Wen Shuyue shook her head and considerately said, “You’ve been busy for a long time. You have a good rest at home. Wen Baobao is back in the afternoon, and it’s not too late to see you again.”

“That’s right, you need to rest,” He Siming said indifferently, “Wen Baobao naturally has a driver to pick up from school. He has never seen you before, and if he doesn’t go with you, you won’t go for nothing.”

Mrs. He glared at He Siming and said unsatisfactorily, “Do you think your mother is stupid?” I will prove my identity.

“Then I’ll go with you. It’s more convenient,” Wen Shuyue is not too embarrassed to trouble He Wei’s mother, so it’s more convenient for her to accompany her.

He Wei’s mother objected. She wanted to pick up Wen Baobao herself and cultivate the relationship between the ancestors and grandchildren. She said softly, “You are injured and SMing is a busy person. You better rest at home. I will pick up the baby myself.”

Wen Shuyue couldn’t beat He Wei’s mother, so she had to go back to her room after dinner. He Siming was chased back to the study by He Wei’s mother. Mrs. He had long gone out to children’s park to buy some toys that Wen Baobao should play with at his age, and then waited for school at the entrance of the kindergarten.

Mrs. He originally wanted to go in and see Wen Baobao rehearsing, but thinking that it would affect Wen Baobao’s image in school, she sat in the car and waited.

There were more and more people outside the kindergarten, and Mrs. He’s lengthened Lin Ken was particularly attract sb.’s attention. Luckily, those who could enter the noble kindergarten were rich people, which was not abrupt. Looking at the more and more people at the entrance of the kindergarten, He Wei couldn’t help frowning. How to find such a kindergarten with so many people? The education environment was too complicated.

As soon as the school bell rang, the kindergarten children wore uniforms and walked out of the kindergarten one after the other, followed by the teacher leading the team. The parents waited outside the door calmly, not in a hurry to squeeze inside. After the children saw their family, they obediently said goodbye to their teachers and classmates before leaving with them.

He Wei’s mother stared at the group of children in all eyes, looking for Wen Baobao. Finally, at the end of the pair, she saw the little face of the As like as two peas in the photo and the young He Siming in the As like as two peas.

Wen Baobao followed him at the end of the team. Because he knew that there would be a driver to pick him up, he was not in a hurry to get into the driver’s embrace. He led the team teacher firmly held his little hand, and even carried him out when there were more people.

He Wei’s mother opened the car door and walked to Wen Baobao. She bent down and stared at his big round eyes and said gently, “Hello, Wen Baobao. I’m your grandmother, here to pick you up from school.”

Wen Baobao looked at the strange woman and leaned against the teacher warily. The teacher was greeting other parents and did not notice Wen Baobao’s situation.

“Don’t be afraid, I’m really your grandmother, your father’s mother,” Mrs. He saw the caution and deliberate actions in his eyes and quickly comforted him.

Wen Baobao didn’t relax at all. He stared at Mrs. He’s every act and every move and said seriously, “Mommy won’t let strangers pick me up. Who are you?”

He Wei’s mother was very patient to begin with, and now she was more gentle in the face of her baby grandson. She smiled and proved herself, “How about this, let me talk about your parents ‘basic situation. Your mother, Wen Shuyue, just got injured and rested at home. Your father, He Siming, is the president of He Group. His grandmother and sister have just lived in the villa for a while.”

“This doesn’t explain the problem. If you want this information, you can naturally get it,” Wen Baobao not to regard it as right, his small hands still gripped the teacher tightly. Obviously, if Mrs. He made any moves, he would immediately ask the teacher to come forward.

He Wei’s mother didn’t expect Wen Baobao to be so vigilant. She nodded with satisfaction and continued, “Then I’ll talk about your father’s privacy. This can always prove it, right?”

Wen Baobao nodded, and He Wei’s mother explained some of the scars and characteristics on He Siming’s body. Then she took out her photo and ID card to prove her identity. She believed that Wen Baobao must have checked her father’s family online.

Wen Baobao stared intently at the gentle woman in front of him, slowly merging the person in front of him with the person on the ID card. Moreover, his father was a clean freak. His privacy would not be known to strangers except for his mother and his mother. Finally, she confirmed that this woman was her grandmother and revealed a smile.

“Hello, Grandmother!” Wen Baobao shouted, and he smiled brightly at He Wei’s mother without any sense of alienation.

Mrs. He’s heart was melted and her happiness was about to dissipate. He Siming was a serious adult when he was a child. He rarely smiled brightly in front of them.

“What a good child,” He Wei’s mother was so excited that her eyes were wet and touched.

Wen Baobao let go of the teacher’s hand, held his grandmother’s face with his small hand, and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumb. His little voice coaxed, “Nana is good, you can’t cry.”

Mrs. He nodded emotionally, reached out to hug Wen Baobao, and Wen Baobao patted his mother’s back.

The teacher sent a wave of parents away, feeling empty. He looked down and saw Wen Baobao hugging a woman. He asked curiously, “Baby, who is this?”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

He Wei’s mother let go of Wen Baobao, straightened up and held his little hand, and politely said to the teacher, “Hello, teacher, I’m the baby’s grandmother.”

“Oh, so it’s Grandmother. Why have I never seen you before?” The kindergarten teacher smiled sweetly.