Remember Self-Control: Bossy Husband Loves Me Deep to Soul

Gong Siming kept tapping his slender and delicate fingers on his desk, and the tempo was pleasant.

His rhythmic tapping wasn’t interrupted by the ringtone of his telephone.

Then a lethargic and spiritless voice rang.

“Spit it.”

The person on the line started to report respectfully.

“President Gong, Director Si is here.”

“Let her in.”

His words were concise and emotionless.

“Director Si, you may get in.”

Hanging up the phone, the secretary opened Gong Siming’s office door for Si Wan.

Si Wan nodded with gratitude and slowly walked in.

“President Gong, you want to see me?”

At the sight of Gong Siming absorbed in his work, Si Wan asked politely.

Gong Siming pretended he didn’t hear her and continued typing on the keyboard.

Although she knew the man in front of her was doing this on purpose, she couldn’t lay it bare.

Si Wan just waited there in silence.

After more than forty minutes, Si Wan began to lose her concentration.

It seemed she would only act so humbly in front of Gong Siming.

In fact, Si Wan was definitely one of the best in terms of family background, appearance, and talent.

Although her parents had passed away when Si Wan was little, she grew up as a pearl in the palm of her grandfather and had a cheerful personality.

She had always been surrounded by countless admirers.

Among them, Zhang Qilin, Mu Zhishen, and Feng Qi were the representatives.

Any of these men boasted extraordinary family backgrounds, appearances and talents.

If she chose any of them, she would be admired by all women in the imperial capital and doted on to the extreme.

However, she was so stubborn as to fall in love with Gong Siming, who treated her badly and hated her with all his soul.

Life was so ridiculous. Blessed by happiness, she asked for suffering.

Lost in thought, she gave a bitter smile unwittingly.

Gong Siming had been secretly watching Si Wan. This woman ignored him, what’s more, she was smiling!

“You look happy! Missing your lover?”

His tone was filled with sarcasm.

Si Wan’s thought was interrupted, and the bitterness in her heart kicked in.

This man had always been showing her nothing but ridicule and mockery.

Since you thought so, why should I go against your will?

She swallowed her words back.

She spoke calmly.

“President Gong, if you don’t have further instructions, I should get back to work.”

She always acted like this. Whenever he threw a punch, his fist would just land on soft cotton.

Gong Siming’s strength was always rendered useless.

“I asked, and you need to answer. Where did all this nonsense come from?”

His gaze became fierce as if he was a lion ready to hunt his prey.

“If you think so, what can I do?”

Bang! A cup on the desk was hurled at Si Wan’s arm.

Si Wan grasped her arm tightly with tears almost running down. Even so, she chocked it back.

She didn’t wail or scream.

The tenacity of the woman made Gong Siming’s heart throb. It felt like something was tearing him apart from inside.

“President Gong, may I leave now?”

Bearing the pain, Si Wan sounded a little hoarse.

Receiving no response from Gong Siming, Si Wan walked towards the door.

“Stop!”

His muffled voice was indicating his effort to contain his anger.

She obediently halted her steps forward, stood still and didn’t even look back.

“Answer my question!”

She raised her head with her back towards Gong Siming.

“I wasn’t.”

Whether I was thinking about someone else didn’t matter, and nor did you care.

“Turn around, look into my eyes and answer me!”

With an emotional change, Gong Siming felt angrier.

After the trip to the sanatorium, he no longer had emotional fluctuations when he mentioned Si Wan, but now…

All of his emotion turned into rage against Si Wan.

Putting herself together, Si Wan turned around slowly and looked into Gong Siming’s eyes calmly.

“I wasn’t.”

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At the sight of Si Wan’s calm gaze, he thought of his own inexplicable change.

Gong Siming grasped Si Wan by her wounded arm.

Si Wan’s smile gradually changed into a grimace of pain.

She bit her lips hard to prevent herself from uttering any sound.

Since you were not afraid of pain, then let it break in all its fury.

Abruptly, Gong Siming bent over and kissed Si Wan on her lips passionately.

Faint sweetness, mixed with a slight taste of blood, was like blooming poppy flowers that enchanted Gong Siming.

Like a tornado, he ransacked everything, anxious to integrate Si Wan’s body into his.

Si Wan endured the pain and gradually lost her consciousness under the stormy plunder of Gong Siming.

She was out of breath, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

She could faintly feel something being drained from her body.

With bloodshot eyes, Gong Siming looked like a flirtatious and cruel devil.

His restless hands already slipped underneath Si Wan’s clothes.

Skillfully he unfastened Si Wan’s underwear.

Gong Siming pressed Si Wan against the sofa and quickly took off his shirt.

His muscles were compact and robust to the point, neither excessively muscular nor too lean. Such a perfect figure stunned men and fascinated women.

Under the violent and painful impact, Si Wan regained a little consciousness.

She pushed hard against the man lying on top of her.

“No, don’t.”

Her voice was hoarse and feeble. But to Gong Siming, it was a strong aphrodisiac that stimulated his innermost desire.

Regardless of Si Wan’s pleading, he tore her white blouse into pieces.

“No, Gong Siming, you can’t do this to me.”

She begged piteously with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Both of them didn’t notice the sleeve of her white blouse had been stained scarlet, not to mention Si Wan’s lips, which were gradually becoming bloodless.

He pressed Si Wan’s hands behind her back, buried his head around her neck and tried to leave a hickey.

Standing upright abruptly, Gong Siming stared at Si Wan lying motionlessly on the sofa.

Cold sweat mixed with tears from the corners of her eyes. Bloodstains lingered on her bloodless lips.

Not only her lips, but her body and his hands were covered with fresh bloodstains.

Scooping her into his arms in a haste, he found Si Wan’s arm ceaselessly dripping blood.

He hastened to search for medical kits but found none.

Regardless of everything, the shirtless Gong Siming covered Si Wan with his coat and scudded to his car.

Since Si Wan went in, Hua Er had been anxiously waiting at the door. Such a scene also startled him.

He followed closely behind Gong Siming.

Opening the door for Gong Siming, he then rushed to the driver’s seat.

He drove at the top speed.

Gong Siming said nothing but held Si Wan tightly. He pressed her bleeding wound with one hand, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop, and more blood was gushing out.