Wen Shuyue could understand that He Siming buried himself in his work. He was, after all, the President of Mannis, which had branches large and small. He had to make almost all the big decisions. It really didn’t make sense if he was not busy. Thinking of this, Wen Shuyue suddenly squatted down and stroked Wen Baobao’s head, and then …

Wen Shuyue could understand that He Siming buried himself in his work. He was, after all, the President of Mannis, which had branches large and small. He had to make almost all the big decisions. It really didn’t make sense if he was not busy. Thinking of this, Wen Shuyue suddenly squatted down and stroked Wen Baobao’s head, and then …

“Miss Wen, you need to chill out,” Mr. Zhang comforted Wen Shuyue. “It’s just my suspicion based on the current evidence. But I hope you can look into it. After all, it’s something within your family, which I have no way to look into.” In fact, Mr. Zhang knew clearly how Wen Shuyue felt at the moment. Wen Shuyue nodded. …

Gu Ning sighed with disappointment that Wen Shuyue made those mistakes, since he had never denied her ability and believed that she could do everything in a perfect way. “Sorry, Mr. Gu. I’ll take it back and redo it. I promise I won’t let you down again,” Wen Shuyue apologized, lowering her head, as cold sweats oozed out on her …

“This is a big deal. If you don’t go now, what if you miss something important?” Xiao Lu had learned about Wen Shuyue’s father, so she wanted her to check it now. But the current situation was not to be underestimated. The content of every meeting was very tricky now, and if no leaders came, the staff would be a …

For He Siming, what mattered most to him was his son. In other words, Gong Xue was not that important to him, which might not be the case with someone else. This time, Wen Baobao indeed won a big victory over Gong Xue. But if this woman came back later, he couldn’t keep using the same reason to have his …

Hearing no sound inside the room, Wen Shuyue dreaded that the salty fried rice made He Siming sick. “He Siming, open the door. You’re freaking me out.” Wen Shuyue knocked at the door anxiously when it was still dead silent inside. Was everything alright? Did He Siming pass out from the sickness? Wen Shuyue hated herself to death. How the …

After Christmas Eve, He Siming didn’t contact Wen Shuyue, not even once, and she didn’t see him at home when she paid visits to Wen Baobao. It seemed He Siming was vanished from Wen Shuyue’s life. “Mommy, Daddy hasn’t been home these days. Has he really been so tied up? Maybe he wants to abandon me.” It turned out that …

“Don’t you know? Mr. Gu is laying off a lot of staff, many of whom were our men. I suspect it was deliberately targeted at us.” Xiaolu whispered, afraid to be overheard by someone with bad intentions. Wen Shuyue really didn’t know these things at first. She became sullen immediately after hearing what Xiaolu said. The only reason Gu Ning …

The happiest person for Wen Shuyue to live in He Siming’s house was Wen Baobao. He hoped that his father and mother could live together for a long time so that he would have a happy family of three, and no one dared to say that he had no parents anymore. Wen Baobao was waiting for them at the door …