Stop There, Daddy

Due to the lack of good rest for a long time, Wen Shuyue could not bear the fatigue. Although she had tried hard to get back to normal, she still looked a little pale.

He Siming kept gazing at Wen Shuyue during her explanation. Sometimes the two even looked at each other. Whenever this happened, Wen Shuyue would look away with embarrassment.

“That’s all for my explanation. If there’s anything you don’t understand, let me know.” Wen Shuyue made a brief explanation and then returned to her seat.

Even if she didn’t speak very attentively, everyone understood what she meant. He Siming looked at her with a touch of appreciation.

“Mr. He, is there anything you’d like to add?” Wen Shuyue asked He Siming as soon as she stepped off the stage. Although she was confident in her abilities, it was Mannis’s project, and she had to ask the Mannis’s CEO.

He Siming remained silent, his slender hands leisurely turning over the plan, leaving Wen Shuyue unable to guess what he was thinking.

His delay in responding really made Wen Shuyue a little anxious.

“Mr. He, why don’t you say something? Anything wrong with this plan?”

Wen Shuyue looked at him expectantly. It was clear that she really cared about He Siming’s opinion, which even Wen Shuyue herself did not realize.

She had always been very confident about her abilities, and even if He Siming put a lot of pressure on her, she would never underestimate herself. But now she was not as proud as she had been, and sometimes she paid attention to every move He Siming made.

“Damn it. What’s wrong with me?”

At the thought of her abnormal change recently, Wen Shuyue felt a little irritable. She seemed to have some other feelings about He Siming.

“Your ideas are brilliant, and you’ve done a good job, but you haven’t reached the standard I’m looking for. You have to keep trying.”

It was some time before the low, faint voice of He Siming, though not loud, was heard throughout the conference room.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped. They had worked so hard to make something that He Siming couldn’t quite approve of.

Wen Shuyue’s face paled slightly. After she was stunned for a moment and tried to calm down, she forced a smile. “Thanks, Mr. He. I will continue to work hard.”

He Siming seemed to have not expected Wen Shuyue to be so modest. He glanced at her faintly, a slight curve crossed his lips, and he said in a low voice, “You also don’t think it’s good enough?”Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

This question got Wen Shuyue stuck. As if no matter how she answered it, she couldn’t be right.

Despite this, she thought about it seriously and turned to look at him. “Everyone has a different definition of perfection, and if you think I’m not perfect, then, of course, I can do better. For me, no matter how well I do, there is still room for improvement. ”

“Good. Then I look forward to your improvement.” He Siming nodded with satisfaction. Apparently, he was satisfied with Wen Shuyue’s answer.

After the meeting, Wen Shuyue personally took He Siming to have a look at the finished products. What they did this time was the design of clothing, and each piece of clothing was carefully studied and designed by Wen Shuyue.

He Siming was impressed by this novel design style. He had once had similar ideas, but never implemented them. When he saw the finished product made by Wen Shuyue, he was even more awestruck by this lady.

After a hard day’s work, Wen Shuyue rubbed her temples. Now she just wanted to find a bed to rest in.

“Do you have plans tonight?”

Behind her suddenly came the voice of He Siming. Wen Shuyue looked at him sideways with a faint doubt on her beautiful face.

He asked her if she was free tonight. Did he want to ask her out?

“I’m going to transfer Baobao to another school. He’s not safe in this school.” He Siming glanced at her faintly, and his calm words had no emotion.

“I’ve just arranged this school for him. I’m afraid Baobao will not be able to fit in if we transfer him to a new one.” Wen Shuyue thought about it carefully, but finally, she didn’t think it was possible.

Baobao was still too young now, and if he changed schools frequently, it would undoubtedly make him feel a lot of maladjustment. Coupled with the fact that Baobao’s physique had been a little poor since childhood, Wen Shuyue was even more afraid to take risks.

It was just that, Wen Shuyue got a little worried at the thought that Lu Junhan would probably find Baobao’s school.

Baobao’s disappearance last time had frightened her, and she was afraid to experience it again.

“My son definitely can’t go to that school. I’ve already contacted the school. He has to transfer.” He Siming whispered. His voice was not loud, but it had a powerful aura.

At first, Wen Shuyue still wanted to retort, but after hearing what He Siming said, she had to shut up obediently.

“Baobao is small now and must receive a quality education. Plus, ordinary schools are not safe. If anyone were to plot against him, the consequences would be absolutely unbearable.” Sensing that he was a bit harsh just now, He Siming squeezed his lips, softening his tone a bit.

“Then it’s up to you. I can accept anything good to Baobao.” Wen Shuyue responded briskly. But after saying that, even she felt a little surprised.

Since when did she become so obedient?

How could she comply with He Siming so quickly about Baobao’s school?

The more Wen Shuyue thought about it, the more awful she looked. It seemed that she had changed herself unconsciously, and He Siming had unconsciously integrated into her life.

“You have not answered whether you have plans or not tonight.” After a long time without hearing Wen Shuyue’s response, He Siming scowled and asked again.

After coming back to herself, Wen Shuyue shook her head without even thinking about it and blurted out, “I have an appointment with my friend tonight. I really can’t spare any time.”

“Which friend? What for?”

“What? Does he have to know every detail?” Wen Shuyue was speechless.

She squeezed her lips and bent her head to reflect for a moment. Then she smiled awkwardly and slowly explained, “It’s just a private matter between me and my friend. I don’t think I need to tell you.”

“And what if I say tonight is important? Are you sure you still have to go for that appointment?” He Siming had been aggressive, and Wen Shuyue clearly felt a cold breath attacking her.

She shivered, and then said in a low voice, “You have to tell me what is so important first.”