Stop There, Daddy

Not having bargained on his father saying such cocky words, Wen Baobao was resigned. He inwardly rolled his eyes upwards and muttered, “Well then, keep up with the public display of affection. I’ve said all I need to say anyway. Mommy won’t be able to find any reasons to blame me tomorrow.”

With that Wen Baobao headed for the door. He Siming, believing that the boy was gone, was just about to help Wen Shuyue change clothes when he heard his son’s voice again.

“Dad, if you take advantage of Mommy, there will be consequences.”

Frustration registered He Siming’s face. He turned around to give his son a dirty look. Scared, the boy hurried out of the room.

When the door was shut, He Siming heaved a sigh of relief. After removing Wen Shuyue’s coat, he settled her on the bed. Maybe because of the commotion, Wen Shuyue suddenly woke up.

She kneaded her temples and said groggily, “I’m so sleepy. Where am I?”

Even though she was trying hard to keep her eyes open, her eyelids still felt very heavy. She could hardly keep her eyes open. It was an awful sensation. Exhausted, she lay back on the bed.

“If you’re awake, get up. Stop pretending.”

He Siming stared at her coldly, his low and magnetic voice tinged with a kind of unquestionable indifference.

Eh…

Wen Shuyue couldn’t help but feel a little resigned. She believed that her act was quite convincing. How come he still saw through it?

In fact, when nearing her house, she noticed He Siming’s car. She had pretended to be asleep, hoping that Lin Lin would take her into her house, but she had forgotten how lazy Lin Lin was, and how peremptory He Siming was.

Wen Shuyue pursed her lips. Having no choice, she opened her eyes slowly and said discontentedly, “Would it kill you to just play along for a little while longer? I don’t know how to face you right now.”

“You don’t know how to face me? Why did you go to a bar? Did I not forbid you to go to a bar? Um?” He Siming said coldly, his voice even wintrier now. He was clearly angry.

But his words served only to antagonize Wen Shuyue further. Throwing caution to the wind, she yelled at him in rage, “Who are you to forbid me to go to a bar? Who do you think you are to me? Do you know why I went to a bar? Don’t you think you’re partially responsible?”

Her feelings of grievances burst their boundaries. Wen Shuyue was unwilling to take it lying down anymore. She had sacrificed too much in this relationship, so she didn’t want to continue.

“What do you mean?” He Siming frowned involuntarily, seeming to be truly confused by her words.

“Ha!” Wen Shuyue gave a sneer before she said frigidly, “Earlier today I called you, and it was yet another girl claiming to be your little sister who answered the phone. I’m really baffled as to why you have so many ‘little sisters’. Also, you keep changing your attitude towards me. What the heck do you take me for?”

She had long wanted to ask this question.

She was eager to get an honest answer from He Siming, and to find out how he really felt about her. If he chose to be with her purely for their son’s sake, she would definitely reject him.

As if not having bargained on her saying this, He Siming was a little stunned. “Are you saying Yuan’er took your call?”

“Yuan’er? Ha! What an affectionate form of address. You two are on first-name terms now. Why do you keep pestering me? He Siming, I’m not your plaything. I feel things. Besides, I have a lot of feelings as well. Will you please stop being like this? I don’t like being treated this way.” Wen Shuyue was bitterly disappointed, a manifest sense of loss in the depths of her eyes.

She was mentally drained.

She felt as if she had just been dumped by her lover. The pain was unbearable. She did not want to have this kind of feeling ever again.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She had been feeling this quite often since she’d started a relationship with He Siming. She even experienced sense of insecurity quite often. She couldn’t shake the feeling someone was coveting He Siming, that she was not worthy of him.

“She’s my cousin, not my lover. You misunderstood.” After a long silence, He Siming explained it to her.

Cousin… Yet another cousin.

Those girls were either his little sister or his cousin. He could never have enough sisters.

Wen Shuyue’s lips curved in a faint sneer of disdain. She said blandly, “I don’t care who she is to you. Anyway. we’ve severed ties. Tomorrow I’ll find myself a lawyer and sue you. I swear I’ll figure out a way to get back the custody of my son. I got nothing else to say.”

Having finished speaking, Wen Shuyue immediately rose to leave, but because of the alcohol, she was so dizzy that she had just stood up when she limply flopped down.

He Siming quickly supported her. Wen Shuyue attempted to push him away but he was much stronger than her.

“Stop it.”

A low and magnetic voice slowly spoke beside her ear. Though his voice wasn’t loud, it was very serious. He Siming was speaking to her in deadly earnest. Obviously, he didn’t want Wen Shuyue to continue behaving like that.

The old her would definitely choose to believe him and forgive him, but now she was unwilling to do that.

Wen Shuyue took a deep breath and said in a voice tinged with sadness, “We’re not meant to be together, so we might as well stay out of each other’s life.”

“Who said we’re not meant to be together? If we’re not meant to be together, how come we have a son?” He Siming gave her a dirty look and forced Wen Shuyue into taking off her sweater.

The two of them were like a couple that had been married for decades. If it weren’t for the ugly look on Wen Shuyue’s face, nobody could tell they were having a fight. He Siming, clearly, didn’t think that she was really angry.

This feeling made Wen Shuyue feel even more annoyed. She shook off his hand and put on her jacket again. She said coldly, “I hope you know what’s good for you. As I said, I don’t want things to keep going like this.”

Though exhausted and barely able to stand up, Wen Shuyue was still determined to stick to her plan. She was unwilling to be tricked by him again.

“Damn it. Do you really want to quarrel with me that bad?”

He Siming stared at her frostily. Seeing that Wen Shuyue was about to fall over, he cursed, hurried up to her and swept her into his embrace.

“Let go of me! Let go of… Hmm!”

Wen Shuyue kept struggling in his arms, but eventually, all her attempts failed. He Siming forced his lips onto hers and trapped her in his embrace.

At first, Wen Shuyue kept punching and kicking him, but eventually, she failed to withstand his fierce kiss and slowly became obedient, submitting herself to his gentleness and possessiveness.

“Tsk, tsk. I thought you were going to fight.”