Stop There, Daddy

“Mr. He, let’s talk about the project next time,” Wen Shuyue said after she suddenly came to her senses. She held up Wen Baobao hurriedly and was about to leave. At this moment, He Siming unexpectedly said, “It’s about noon, let’s have lunch together.”

“Thanks, but…”

Wen Shuyue turned him down offhand for she found it terrifying that every second she stayed here with He Siming. The man in front of her was far more dangerous than she imagined.

But He Siming interrupted her refusal with his thin lips slightly moving, “If you do treat me as the most important collaborative partner, you shouldn’t turn down my invitation.”

Was that even an invitation?

Wen Shuyue twitched the corner of her lips but then faked a smile, since she didn’t want to offend He Siming. She nodded, “Sir, you’re right.”

As an investor, he was always right.

Seeing the hesitant look on Wen Shuyue, Wen Baobao burst into a hearty laughter and asked, embracing He Siming’s legs, “Sir, would you like to have a date with my mommy?”

He Siming was not a kid person, but he always felt some strange connection with Wen Baobao. As he reached out to put Wen Baobao into his arms, the coddling look in his eyes came as a surprise to Guan Yue beside him.

Was he really their CEO?

The one that could scare his subordinates out of their wits simply by a frown?

Guan Yue didn’t dare to reveal the shock and he made a reservation in a quiet Chinese restaurant as He Siming ordered.

The lunch made Wen Shuyue quite not herself.

Normally, she could communicate with customers confidently, but today she was as timid as a rabbit, chewing food intently and speechlessly, in front of He Siming.

On the contrary, Wen Baobao got along well with He Siming.

“Sir, you don’t like the green pepper? Me neither.”

“Sir, mommy says the carrot is good for keeping healthy. Why do you pick it out?”

“Wow, sir, are you left-handed? So am I.”

Wen Baobao usually didn’t talk much, but he turned to be as innocent as his peers in front of He Siming. Wen Shuyue could tell that her son liked He Siming a lot.

And He Siming seemed to like her son as well.

He found Wen Baobao more and more adorable, and the eyes, in particular, more and more familiar.

“Who’s his father?”

“Ahem…”

His question gave Wen Shuyue chills when she was getting food with chopsticks. She reluctantly curled up the corners of her lips and told a lie, “He died.”

She had no clue of who the father was because the man she spent one night with only left her a ring. That night was the last memory she would like to recall.

Being upset at the beginning of her pregnancy, she even thought about having an abortion.

But she gave birth to the baby in the end because the baby was innocent.

Fortunately, she didn’t have an abortion, or else she would have lost the apple of her eye.

“His father died long time ago,” Wen Shuyue added blandly after she calmed herself down.

He Siming didn’t suspect her words, which even soothed his eyebrows and completely got rid of the ridiculous idea in his mind…

“Sorry. Please accept my condolence.”

“Pff…”

The words sounded weird enough from He Siming’s mouth and somehow made Wen Shuyue feel guilty. So she fobbed him off with a gag, secretly praying the man somewhere else not to blame her for the curse.

In fact, Wen Baobao’s father was already dead in Wen Shuyue’s mind.

Baobao only belonged to her.

When talking about the father’s death, Wen Shuyue didn’t look mournful at all. Her reaction didn’t make sense for He Siming and even aroused his suspicions again.

It was like that man didn’t exist at all.

At this moment, Wen Baobao finished the last piece of beef, put down the knife and fork slowly and amazed them by saying, “I’m full. Got to go now. Enjoy your date.”

“Wen Baobao!”

As his mother, Wen Shuyue had no idea of what he had in mind. She glared at him secretly and warned him, “Not until I go.”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“No, you’ll have a date with Mr. He in the park, so I’ve got to go. Mr. He, you can ask Mr. Guan to send me back home.”

“Are you really full?”

He Siming glanced at the remains of his kid’s set meal and added, with an increasingly meaningful look in his dark eyes, “You barely touched the food.”

“Never mind. Every time after I finished eating, I’d leave mommy alone to date someone in the park because I don’t like the park or being the third wheel.”

Wen Baobao spoke so sensibly that Guan Yue at another table couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

He was quite a funny kid, no wonder Mr. He liked him.

“Does your mommy date a lot?”

He Siming slightly raised his eyebrows with a meaningful look in his eyes.

“No, not even once.”

Wen Shuyue explained irresistibly as she somehow felt guilty in front of He Siming.

“Seriously?”

“Partially speaking, yes. Mommy is a young and pretty heartthrob for many men. If they line up together, the line will run from here to France. Sir, if you want my mommy to be your girlfriend, try your best. I’ve done my part.”

Wen Baobao spoke seriously and he seemed to think highly of He Siming.

When hearing his words, Wen Shuyue wished she could have buried herself. She sensed the mocking look in He Siming’s eyes even without looking at his face.

How humiliating!

“Baobao, those were business meetings, nothing like a date,” Wen Shuyue said word by word. She had no idea why she somehow felt guilty to say she dated someone in front of He Siming.

But Wen Baobao didn’t buy it.

“Mommy, I shouldn’t lie, don’t you forget what you told me?”

Wen Shuyue went speechless and felt like weeping but had no tears.

At that moment, Wen Shuyue wanted it so badly that Wen Baobao hadn’t even been born. But He Siming changed the topic, looking mysterious in his eyes.

“Your life seems more colorful than I imagined, Miss Wen.”

*

“I want all the information about Wen Shuyue and… The birth date of Wen Baobao.”

“Yes.”

Hearing his boss’ order, Guan Yue responded naturally with some strange feelings surging up, when he came back after walking Wen Shuyue and her son out of the restaurant.

Before he had time to think about why his boss needed the kid’s information, what his boss said next blew his mind.

“Send all the things on the table for a genetic test.”

What?

Despite Guan Wen was a person of composure, he failed to maintain the calm expression on his face this time. He stood there and froze for a moment.

All of a sudden, an absurd idea came to Guan Yue’s mind.

He thought he figured out a big secret.

He Siming glanced at the dinnerware unconcernedly, looking mysterious.

His sensitive sixth sense told him there was a secret behind the identities of Wen Shuyue and Wen Baobao, which was related to him. Soon, he would know the result.

The result of whether Wen Shuyue was the one he spent that night with.