Siheyuan: With the system in hand, the world is mine

"White Widow, I don't want to waste any more words with you! You framed me and prevented me from seeing my child, and now you even want me to stay? What on earth are you thinking?" He Daqing stared at White Widow angrily and said through gritted teeth.

As he spoke, he walked out with firm and powerful steps. When he reached He Yushui, he stopped, turned around, and said coldly to Widow Bai: "I will come back to you in the afternoon and prepare to go through the divorce procedures. In addition, you must return all the money I have earned over the years. Otherwise, we will meet at the police station. Don't blame me for not considering our past love!"

After saying this, He Daqing no longer paid attention to the widow's pleading. He then looked at He Yushui in front of him, squatted down, and gently stroked her face, his eyes full of guilt: "Yushui, it's Daddy who is sorry for you... Daddy was framed by them back then, and Daddy shouldn't have abandoned you. Daddy knows he was wrong, can you forgive Daddy?"

However, He Yushui did not answer her father's question immediately. Her little face wrinkled slightly, revealing a tangled expression. Since He Daqing abandoned her, she often woke up crying in her dreams in countless nights. Later, Sha Zhu was also confused by Qin Huairu and completely ignored her life and death, making her feel extremely lonely and helpless.

It wasn't until Wang Haoran appeared in her life that everything slowly changed.

Now she was afraid that after forgiving He Daqing, he would suddenly abandon her again, and she could not bear such a blow. However, her deep desire for fatherly love burned like a flame, making it difficult for her to make a decision.

She didn't know how to face this father who had hurt her, and she didn't know how to answer his questions.

So she could only look to Wang Haoran beside her for help. In her opinion, if there was anyone in this world who could be trusted, that person must be Wang Haoran, because only Wang Haoran was truly good to her.

Wang Haoran noticed He Yushui's gaze, looked at her gently but firmly, and said encouragingly: "Yushui, no matter what decision you make, you must follow your heart. Remember, I will always be your support and will always support you."

Hearing Wang Haoran's words, He Yushui felt a warm current in her heart. She nodded gratefully, then turned her head and looked at He Daqing in front of her, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She took a deep breath and finally asked the question she had always wanted to ask in her heart: "Will you go back with me?"

"Go back..." He Daqing showed a bitter smile on his face. He shook his head gently, "Yushui, there are some things you don't understand. I also want to go back with you, but not now..."

"Heh... Heh... Excuses! They're all excuses! You're dreaming if you want me to recognize you!" He Yushui's tears burst out like a dam bursting, sliding down her cheeks. She looked at He Daqing stubbornly, shouting with a choked voice.

"Don't cry, Yushui, Dad really had no choice..." He Daqing felt heartbroken as he watched his daughter crying. At that moment, he really wanted to go home with his daughter without hesitation, but he was worried that he would implicate her.

"I don't want to listen... I don't want to listen..." He Yushui shook his little head, covered his ears with his hands, and firmly expressed that he didn't want to hear any explanation from his father.

Seeing this, He Daqing showed a look of pain on his face, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort his little daughter in front of him.

Wang Haoran, who was standing by, observed He Daqing's painful expression and suddenly realized something.

He recalled the various speculations about He Daqing's running away from home in the original book. Some people believed that the White Widow's plot was one of the reasons for his departure, but more importantly, Yi Zhonghai knew that He Daqing had cooked for the Japanese. Yi Zhonghai threatened He Daqing with this matter, saying that if he did not leave home, he would be shot, and that Yu Shui and Sha Zhu would be implicated.

Another reason is that He Daqing is a spy left by a certain party, and in order not to expose his identity, he stayed away from the city. Of course, this reason is just everyone's guess.

But after careful observation and analysis, Wang Haoran believed that He Daqing should not be a spy. It is more likely that He Daqing was fooled by Yi Zhonghai and finally decided to leave Sijiucheng.

Thinking of this, Wang Haoran felt that he still had many questions to ask He Daqing.

So, he said to He Daqing: "Uncle Daqing, Yushui, let's find a quieter place to eat and chat. It's not convenient here with too many people."

Seeing Wang Haoran helping him out, He Daqing looked at Wang Haoran with gratitude, nodded and agreed: "Okay... Look at my brain, you haven't eaten yet! The food at my workplace is pretty good, I'll take you there to try it?"

After saying that, He Daqing extended his hand enthusiastically, ready to take He Yushui to the hotel together.

However, He Yushui seemed to have been prepared. She quickly wiped the tears from her face with both hands, then ran to Wang Haoran, hugged Wang Haoran's big hand tightly, and said coquettishly: "Brother Haoran, let's go!"

He Daqing's big hand was stretched out awkwardly. Looking at He Yushui who was hugging Wang Haoran's big hand tightly and acting coquettishly, a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He thought of the cute and well-behaved daughter who always called him "Dad" when he was a child, but now she was so unfamiliar with him and even unwilling to contact him. This made him feel an inexplicable pain, as if a knife was stirring in his heart.

Looking at He Yushui's cute appearance, Wang Haoran couldn't help laughing. He gently touched He Yushui's head and expressed his agreement: "Okay, you little naughty boy."

After saying that, he raised his head, looked at He Daqing with an apologetic look and said, "Let's go, Uncle Daqing." He tried to break this awkward situation, and at the same time hoped to ease He Daqing's inner pain.

He Daqing nodded silently and retracted the hand he had awkwardly extended. There was a hint of helplessness and bitterness on his face, but he still forced a smile and said, "Well, let's go." Then he walked out.

Seeing He Daqing and the others preparing to leave, the White Widow could no longer hold back: "He Daqing, I have served you for these years, don't you have any mercy on me? Huzi and the others are also your sons! They are injured like this now, are you so cruel? I beg you to send them to the hospital, okay?"

He Daqing stopped walking when he heard this and looked at the White Widow expressionlessly: "They are your sons, not mine. Their life or death has nothing to do with me. It's better if harm like them die. I don't know how many things I have dealt with for them." After saying this, he left without mercy.

Looking at He Daqing's departing back, the White Widow's hatred surged. She hated He Daqing's ruthlessness, and she hated He Yushui, the little bitch. If He Yushui hadn't come today, there wouldn't have been so many troubles, and her family would still be fine. He Daqing would continue to work like a slave for her, and she would just need to give her some sweet treats from time to time.

She gnashed her teeth and said, "He Daqing, since you are so unkind... don't blame me..."