As a matter of fact, Lin Lin had already figured out their relationship when she visited He Siming in his house that day. She found their relationship suspicious since Wen Baobao shouldn’t also be there for no reason.
Wen Shuyue turned sullen with great self-reproach after the joke. She said to Lin Lin with a solemn look, “I didn’t mean to keep the truth from you, but I didn’t know how to tell you, so…”
“Never mind. I get it. If I didn’t keep telling you He Siming was mine, I’m sure you would have told me everything. Essentially speaking, it’s all my fault.” Lin Lin was rather sensible and generous this time.
Lin Lin understood why Wen Shuyue kept the truth from her since Lin Lin didn’t know how Wen Shuyue felt about He Siming, not even Wen Shuyue herself. So Lin Lin comforted Wen Shuyue with this reason, which was the only reason that made sense thinking from Wen Shuyue’s perspective.
“Thank…”
“Wow, it’s Gong Yang. It’s really him.”
When there suddenly came a squeal, Wen Shuyue was interrupted and Lin Lin instantly turned to Gong Yang like an obsessed fan. Upon seeing him, Lin Lin couldn’t help squealing with excitement.
People’s squeal even cloaked the loud music at the bar.
Wen Shuyue subconsciously covered her ears. It seemed all boy-crazy girls gathered here tonight.
It was so crazy of them to follow their heartthrob to the bar. Gong Yang must be the greatest factor why the bar was filled with customers tonight.
“Yueyue, I’ll talk to you later. I’ve got to get Gong Yang’s number,” Lin Lin said and patted Wen Shuyue on the shoulder. Before Wen Shuyue responded, Lin Lin went towards the crowd.
“Hey, Lin Lin…” shouted Wen Shuyue. But Lin Lin ran too fast for Wen Shuyue to grab her.
Watching Lin Lin’s receding figure, Wen Shuyue was overwhelmed with a strange feeling. Lin Lin was the one who invited Wen Shuyue to the bar, but now Lin Lin left Wen Shuyue alone?
The more Wen Shuyue thought, the angrier she got. Wen Shuyue would rather spend Christmas Eve with He Siming. She didn’t feel better until she recalled He Siming was busy tonight.
Inside the noisy bar, everyone surrounded Gong Yang apart from Wen Shuyue who squatted in a corner, playing with her phone. Actually, it was still early at night, so she could go back home and celebrate Christmas Eve with Wen Baobao. Upon thinking of that, Wen Shuyue stood up and was about to leave.
“Ouch!”
Wen Shuyue crashed into something hard when walking with her head lowered. Before she lost her temper, gritting her teeth, Gong Yang’s flawless face came into her eyes.
With his eyes fixed on her, Gong Yang was surprised that Wen Shuyue didn’t act like any of those boy-crazy girls but shot a piercing gaze at him even with a hint of disgust.
It made Gong Yang quite curious. He couldn’t help curling up the corners of his mouth and put on an arbitrary smile. “You bumped into me. Don’t you think you should apologize to me?”
“I don’t think it’s my fault. Since you saw me coming, you should have made way for me, shouldn’t you?” Wen Shuyue said peacefully. Upon finishing her words, she turned round and left, ignoring Gong Yang.
Men with flawless faces were indeed appealing to many girls. However, the kind of bluffing men were not Wen Shuyue’s cup of tea at all. If Gong Yang didn’t have his schedule exposed, those girls wouldn’t know where he was.
All in all, it was vanity that made him do so. He Siming was way better than Gong Yang at this point.
“Mr. Gong, who are you looking at? Mr. He is waiting for you in the room.”
Upon being reminded, Gong Yang shifted his gaze from Wen Shuyue and nodded to the man beside him before heading to the room.
He Siming preferred silence, so he just waited for Gong Yang silently instead of having fun at the bar with Gong Yang.
“You can’t believe this. A girl ignored me! Huh, how ridiculous it is!” Gong Yang said and knocked He Siming on the shoulder.
The knock didn’t bother He Siming any more, so he just removed Gong Yang’s hand gently and said in an indifferent tone as usual, “You do need such a girl to tame you. Just cut the crap. Why do you want to meet me?”
“Same old thing. You know my parents like you a lot. They want it so badly that you become my sister-in-law. So I’m here to get some information. Come clean with me. Do you really not like my sister at all?” Gong Yang asked resignedly.
Romance was something personal, but Gong Yang’s parents insisted on arranging his sister’s marriage and even forced Gong Yang to persuade He Siming, which Gong Yang was certainly reluctant to do.
At the mention of Gong Xue, He Siming frowned slightly and said in a higher pitched voice, “She’s just like a sister to me. That’s how I feel about her.”
“Then you should let her know. My sister’s so obsessed with you. She doesn’t listen to me at all.” Gong Yang shook his hand off resignedly. For Gong Xue, He Siming was even more important than her biological brother.
Girls were appealed to good men, perfect men in particular. Compared with He Siming, Gong Yang was overshadowed though Gong Yang was also a good man.
The mention of Gong Xue made He Siming’s head ache, so He Siming rubbed his temples and said resignedly, “As her brother, you should have a nice talk with her or introduce some good guys to her. If she gets distracted, she’ll stop seeing me.”
“My sister is not that easy to be tackled with. If she didn’t refuse to meet other guys, I would introduce some to her. She came straight to you as soon as she came back. What can I do with her?” Gong Yang got jealous as he spoke. He had treated his sister as a treasure since she was born, but now she fell for He Siming, which of course made Gong Yang upset.
Most importantly, He Siming didn’t like Gong Yang’s sister, which made Gong Yang feel worse.
He Siming said nothing and got up to leave. He seemed to have something important to do.
“Why are you leaving?” Gong Yang asked, upon seeing him leaving.
“I got something important to do,” He Siming answered when squinting at Gong Yang with slight happiness in his mysterious amber eyes.
It was something really significant to He Siming that he spent Christmas Eve with the one he liked.
Currently, Wen Shuyue and her son mattered most for He Siming.
