Stop There, Daddy

No matter what, Wen Shuyue was convinced by He Siming and they went home together.

Just that after she returned home, Wen Shuyue regretted it because a man was too much!

For two days, He Siming looked like he was in the study. Only when it was time to eat and sleep could Wen Shuyue see him coming out.

“He Siming, have you always fought like this?”

At the dinner table, Wen Shuyue finally couldn’t help asking.

She didn’t understand the man’s past. He gritted his teeth and continued to work alone, whether it was late at night or late at dawn.

She didn’t think there was anything about this. After all, life was fine. If you wanted to live a life of a superior, you would have to pay a price.

But now she felt her heart ache. She felt sorry for the man in front of her, and his utter not a single word was quietly enduring so much.

He Siming noticed that she was in a bad mood, so he put down his chopsticks and softly said to her, “It’s not a big deal. You’re not working too hard?” Don’t worry about me.

As long as she met his eyes, Wen Shuyue couldn’t say anything. She silently lowered her head and her eyes were red.

This man was so annoying that he would never consider himself.

He Siming didn’t understand what happened to Wen Shuyue. He frowned and didn’t say anything else.

Now he had to deal with the He family’s affairs before he could have a good talk with her.

The next day, when Wen Shuyue was still asleep, He Siming left early.

Half an hour later, He Jia’s old residence.

He Siming in a black suit came out of the black sports car. When the servants saw him, they bowed at 90 degrees and said in unison, “Hello, Young Master!”

Without even looking at them, He Siming walked forward with a cold face on the shredded sunlight. It was just that his footsteps were too hurried, and he was always carelessly tugging on the wound that hadn’t healed yet.

When he came over, the He family was having breakfast. The first one to find He Siming was He You.

When she saw He Siming, her eyes immediately turned red. Her voice was filled with a heavy crying voice, “Big Brother, why are you discharged?” Does the wound still hurt?

He Siming didn’t make a sound. He walked past her and walked over to He Jichen’s side. He stood up and bent down slightly, “Grandmother, my grandson has to deal with some things today. I’m afraid he’ll disturb Grandmother’s mood for breakfast.”

But even if he bent over, his back was straight, be neither humble nor pushy.

He Jichen nodded at him, and the voice of the vicissitudes was a little hoarse: “Well, I will do whatever you want.”

“Okay,” He Siming replied.

When He Jichen spoke, the uncle in the big room was not calm. He shivered, and even the spoon of porridge seemed to fall off his hand at any time.

He Siming sneered and his amber eyes were full of sharpness. He looked straight at him with no warmth in his voice, “What’s wrong with Uncle?” His hand trembled like this. Did something happen? ”

“No… No,” the man called Uncle by He Siming stuck his tongue and couldn’t speak properly, “Early, just got up in the morning, my spirit is not good.”

“Oh?” He Siming stepped on the floor of the wooden floor under his feet and made a creaking sound. He stood behind the large room and patted his shoulder, “I reckon that when I finish this, Uncle will wake up.”

As he spoke, He Siming’s hand hadn’t left on his shoulder yet. With a little force, he was shocked, but he still pulled out a smile and said, “Say whatever you want to say. Uncle is supportive of you.”

“Okay,” He Siming replied straightforwardly. He let go of his hand and stood at the front of the dining table.

He said coldly, “During the hospital stay, there were quite a few things in the company. I knew that Uncle didn’t trust me, but I didn’t expect to take the opportunity to seize power. I didn’t know that a family had such a high status.”

He Bai gritted his teeth in his mouth and clenched his fists on the side of his body. He wanted to rush to give him a punch.

He Bai’s every act and every move was all seen by He Siming. His thin lips were tightly pursed. He announced in every single word or phrase, “Uncle has owed a lot of gambling debts outside these years, many of them were filled by Grandma, and some of my work. The nephew thought that the shares of the Mannis were enough to offset the debt. How about Uncle give up the shares?

“Why?!” He Bai stood up and pointed at He Siming’s nose and scolded, “I won’t let it go!”

“Do you really think I’m discussing this with you?” He Siming snorted coldly and threw the shares transfer agreement in front of him, “The contract is ready. You can’t do this.”

He Bai still wanted to ask Grandmother He, but he never imagined that she would only eat quietly all the time. It was not until it was over that she called He Siming to the study room.

The pain from the wound came and He Siming’s cold sweat flowed down his back. He endured the pain and said calmly, “What did grandmother call me?”

“Oh,” He Jichen took off her glasses and looked up at He Siming, “I want you to divorce Wen Shuyue.”

He Siming was first stunned, then he said, “The reason.”

“Reason?” Isn’t the reason obvious? She’s not suitable for you at all. Look at how you’ve become because of her? Don’t think she can change something just because she gave birth to the He family. You should understand what kind of person you need to be your wife!All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

After He Jichen finished, He Siming slowly said, “I won’t get a divorce. My wife will only be Wen Shuyue in this lifetime.”

He Jichen immediately retorted and raised his volume, “No!” You must leave this marriage!

The cold sweat on his body became more and more intense. He Siming felt weak under his feet, and his tone was still tough, “I won’t divorce.” If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.

“You dare,” Grandmother He was so angry that her fingers trembled. She said, “If you don’t divorce that woman, you will no longer be a member of the He family.”

He Siming turned around and asked, “Are you serious?”

“As long as you dare to walk out of this door,” He Jichen said: “You don’t have to come back. I will also remove you from Mannis.”

He Siming suddenly smiled, “Grandmother, how did the He family get up all these years, and how did the Mannis achieve its current position? Do you think that the He family has the same status as me?”

He Jichen naturally understood what he meant and also knew how important He Siming was to the He family. This was why she hoped that he had a suitable wife to help him.

“That’s right, the current He family is created by you, but so what? He family is not only one person.”

He Siming said proudly, “Grandmother, my grandson is not afraid to tell you that without me, this He family will not be worth a cent.”