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

Xiaoyu looked at the seemingly shocked Si Wan and fidgeted with her own fingers gently.

By their side stood Liu Qing with a scornful look as if waiting for Si Wan’s humiliation.

Feng Ling looked smug, and the smile lingering at the corner of her mouth became more distinct when she saw Si Wan’s pale cheeks.

“What, we haven’t met for two years, and you can’t recognize me?” Feng Ling continued.

Like an errant child, Si Wan spoke in a faint voice, “Hi, Feng Ling.”

Now Si Wan was broken-hearted. No wonder the project was handed over to Liu Qing. No wonder he had been keeping her company in the office. His aim was to bring Feng Ling to the company without her knowledge.

She was such a fool. How could she so naively believe that Gong Siming had feelings for her?

All that he did was for the sake of Feng Ling, and Si Wan was just a pawn at his mercy.

Si Wan wanted to turn away, but Feng Ling followed her from behind, “Si Wan, I’ll walk you out!” Now She acted like she was the hostess of the company.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

If Feng Ling was the hostess, what about Si Wan? What was she?

The more she thought about it, the harder she found it to calm down. Si Wan quickened her pace as if she was fleeing from a crime scene.

Following closely behind Si Wan, Feng Ling spoke, “Si Wan, wait up. I just woke up from the hospital and haven’t fully recovered.”

Xiaoyu halted her steps to intercept Feng Ling. She had heard a little about the woman who was even worse than rumor had it!

There should be something wrong with Gong Siming’s taste. Otherwise, why did he always hook up with such kind of person? Han Jingjing was disgusting enough, and Feng Ling was even worse.

Xiaoyu grew sick of the hypocritical woman and sulked, “Miss, our director is very busy and doesn’t have time for your nonsense. Besides, it’s working hours now. As a trainee, you’d better go back and train hard in case you’ll cry over your elimination!”

As Feng Ling heard Xiaoyu’s warning, a flicker of viciousness flashed across her eyes. Then she said in a disappointed tone, “Alas, Ming doesn’t want me to work too hard and keeps reminding me to rest properly. In fact, I’m here just for fun.”

Her words hurt Si Wan who then halted her steps.

Apparently, Feng Ling said this to Si Wan and the others to prove her importance in Gong Siming’s heart. The man would satisfy her every need. When she wanted to join the company, he made the arrangement without considering Si Wan’s feelings.

People began to whisper, but every word was so clear to the ear.

“It turns out Feng Ling is President Gong’s lover!”

“As his wife, Director Si is such a wimp. The lover even comes to the company to throw her weight around.”

“It looks like Feng Ling is very important to President Gong!”

“Totally agreed, we should be cautious and not offending Feng Ling!”

Si Wan remained straight-faced and ignored the discussion from the employees. Xiaoyu, however, couldn’t stand it, “If you like gossip, go home. The company keeps no idlers!”

Everyone froze there. Anyhow, they were newcomers and shouldn’t cause any trouble. Obediently they went back to their posts.

Such a chance to humiliate Si Wan was so great that Liu Qing wouldn’t let it slip, “Director Si, if you are not happy about it. I can give President Gong a call and asks him to take Miss Feng back!”

Taking her back?

Didn’t that mean Gong Siming brought Feng Ling here?

Si Wan knew not how to contain her emotions. Her nails dug deep into the flesh of her palms, and the pain constantly reminded her to keep calm.

Si Wan turned back gracefully and smiled nonchalantly, “Miss Feng, work is not playing. If you want to play, there are many amusement parks out there. Deputy Director Liu, I believe you should know that no companies keep idlers, right?”

Liu Qing wanted to argue but spotted Gong Siming behind Si Wan when she just turned her head.

Gong Siming was surprised to see those people. Losing no time, Feng Ling rushed up to hold the man.

Feng Ling pushed past Si Wan who turned and saw them hugging.

“Wan,” As soon Gong Siming spoke, Feng Ling cut in.

“Ming, I knew you would come for me. Let’s go home. I won’t fool around!”

Gong Siming looked at the woman in his arms, his face full of surprise, frustration, and anger.

Gong Siming certainly understood that Feng Ling was trying to make Si Wan misunderstand again.

He looked up at Si Wan, anxious to explain, but Si Wan looked all indifferent as if she didn’t really care that he was holding another woman.

“President Gong, I hope you won’t bring your private affairs to the company again. You may not care about reputation, but the company does.”

Following her words, Si Wan walked past Gong Siming without looking back.

No one had expected Si Wan to be so calm. The employees further confirmed their thoughts that Si Wan and Gong Siming’s marriage was purely based on interests while Feng Ling was his true love.

Before this, Gong Siming was in the army. Yue suddenly called and asked him to guard Si Wan against potential attacks from the Ever Sun.

In Country C, they arrested some assassins from the Ever Sun who unexpectedly possessed Si Wan’s photos. And Gong Siming’s accident in Country D was also related to the mafia.

Upon hearing the news, Gong Siming hurried back to the company and unexpectedly found Feng Ling there.

Si Wan misunderstood him and turned away. Unable to free himself from Feng Ling’s tight hug, he had to watch Si Wan walk away.

As Gong Siming watched the disappearing figure, the air about him was so cold that the tearful woman in his arms was frightened. In a daze, she let go of the man.

Now the man showed a stern face and gloomy eyes like the Devil in Hell. His tall figure and graceful temperament, however, was like that of the God of War in Heaven.

Keeping their heads low, no one dared to glance at him.

“Hua Er, take Miss Feng back to the sanatorium for a rest!” Gong Siming sounded solemn.

Surprised by Gong Siming’s words, Feng Ling disguised her anger and said pitifully, “Ming, I know you are mad, but I was in a coma for two years, and my study is not finished. I’m just trying to fit in as soon as I can…”

Feng Ling sounded increasingly pitiful, which softened Gong Siming’s heart. As soon as he showed signs of reluctance, Feng Ling seized the chance and plunged into his arms. The man was in a dilemma about whether to push her away.

By their side, Hua Er couldn’t help frowning.