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

Si Wan did hear their conversation.

She had never thought Zhang Qilin would carry the torch for her. But different from Mu Zhishen and Feng Qi, he was like one of her family members.

He was the last person she wanted to hurt. But ambiguity was the most hurtful way of interactions.

She would never allow herself to make such a mistake and continue hurting Zhang Qilin.

Even if she left Gong Siming, she could be with any man other than Zhang Qilin.

Not to mention, as Gong Siming’s close friend, Zhang Qilin was already in a difficult situation. How could she make it harder to him?

In Si Wan’s opinion, nobody was as kind as Zhang Qilin.

Wiping away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, she sounded hoarse.

“Don’t worry, mother.”

After that, she turned to looked out the window.

Brother Lin, you were wrong about one thing. How would Gong Siming love me? He hated me for taking away everything from Feng Ling.

He was just selfishly possessive. If he really loved me, how could he hurt me?

It seemed that Si Wan had forgotten what Mr. Ma had told her about Gong Siming’s expression of love, namely devastative possession.

Perhaps, something should be ended now. Si Wan warned herself secretly.

Since so many things had happened and Si Wan returned home late, she was granted a day off.

Nightmares were haunting Si Wan throughout the night.

In her dream, she was trapped in a cave, and the scarred Zhang Qilin went to her rescue.

Pestered by Feng Qi, she acted on impulse, seriously wounded him and sent him into a coma.

Gong Siming simmered with rage and forced her to hurt Mu Zhishen.

She felt unprecedented fear in her dreams. She wanted to wake up but couldn’t open her eyes.

Tears ran down her delicate cheeks, and the pain behind her knitted brows was arrestive. Low wails of sorrow filled up the entire room.

Rat-tat, there was a fit of rapid and intense knocks on the door. It sounded like the death drum of Yama, which echoed in her ears.

After a fierce and painful struggle, Si Wan finally opened her eyes with sweat all over her face.

She dragged her exhausted body to the door.

“Ma’am, the junior master is expecting you to call back!”

As soon as the door was opened, the servant spoke anxiously. The sweat on her forehead and moisture in her eyes indicated an emergency.

Deep down, Si Wan knew the reason but was surprised that Gong Siming’s punishment came so late, which made her feel a little taken aback.

Men like Gong Siming were very possessive.

“I see, you may leave now.”

Her voice sounded lethargic and a little hoarse.

“Please make the call immediately.”

At the sight of the panic-stricken servant, Si Wan smiled helplessly but still replied patiently.

“Close the door, I’ll call him right away.”

The servant hurriedly closed the door.

Why did Gong Siming always make it hard for others, couldn’t he reach me directly?

When Si Wan held up her phone, she realized the fact. Gong Siming did reach her, but she missed his successive calls because her phone was on mute.

It seemed he was really anxious.

Taking a deep breath, she was ready to make the call when the screen suddenly lit up.

Video call?

What was coming came eventually. It was only a matter of time, but the result was the same.

Grudgingly, she picked it up.

A face fuming with rage appeared, and she could feel his scalding fury from the screen.

In a state of utter exhaustion, she leaned against the wall and projected the video.

Now the face of Gong Siming was enlarged, and he was staring at her with a complicated gaze.

A devilishly deep and resentful voice slowly rang.

“Were you so anxious? During my banquet, how dare you? You were so bold.”

He was like a volcano building up its energy, and Si Wan’s response was the energy he needed.

There was a positive correlation between his dissatisfaction with her behavior and the scope of the damage.

He fixed his eyes on Si Wan, hoping to see a trace of sorrow on her face or hear her anxious explanation.

But what awaited him was nothing but disappointment. Si Wan disguised her emotion well, especially when she was in front of him.

All of her grief and pain were concealed tracelessly.

This was what annoyed Gong Siming the most. No matter what he did, she could always remain indifferent.

And the more indifferent she remained, the more anxiously he wanted to challenge her and see her discomfited or nervous look.

In a word, he did what she feared the most.

“It seems you just won’t behave. But I think you should know that I can easily ruin an insignificant model.”

When it came to Feng Qi, Si Wan felt guilty. After all, she hurt him and owed him one thing.

“It was a mistake, believe it or not.”

This photo was taken by Fu Gongyan. How could a hug be a mistake?

“I don’t believe what you said.”

His cold eyes made his glamorous face intimidating.

Anyway, she couldn’t affect Gong Siming’s decision. The only things that could touch him were either Feng Ling or Gong’s Family.

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Like an erupted volcano, Gong Siming kicked away his chair. Then, the sound of collision between the chair and wall rang along with his roar of rage.

“Si Wan, how dare you threaten me!”

Her friendly warning was regarded as a threat by Gong Siming.

She didn’t know where Gong Siming’s unreasonable thought came from.

“President Gong, I maintain contact with Feng Qi purely for job-related reasons. No other factors are involved.”

As usual, she gave a standard answer.

“Anyhow, you are free to do whatever you like, but I hope what you intend to do won’t affect our company.”

“Do you mean I would disregard the interests of Gong’s Family for the sake of your scandal?”

With a sneer, he sarcastically stared at Si Wan in the screen.

“Si Wan, you are overestimating yourself.”

“Well then, if there’s nothing else President Gong needs to discuss with me, I should get back to work.”

Replied Si Wan calmly. There was not the slightest hint of dissatisfaction or depression in her tone.

“How dare you! Si Wan, remember your identity. Even if you want a divorce, don’t forget one thing. As long as I don’t agree, you won’t get it.”

Sadness had flooded her heart, and her heart had bled a river.

But she had to remain composed.

“Remember who you are. Moreover, I’m the only one who has the right to hang up the phone.”

Like a victor, Gong Siming gave an evil but glamorous smile and slowly hung up the phone.

As soon as the line was off, Si Wan couldn’t stop her tears from gushing out.

She took pains to choke back her tears, burying her head in her knees. She was lost in sorrow.

An inner voice was mumbling, Gong Siming, did you know how much I loved you? And did you know I much you hurt me?

In your eyes, was I just a doll at your mercy?

You felt justified to hurt me just because I loved you.

After Gong Siming hung up, he fiercely smashed the phone.

The room was in a mess and looked like a murder scene.

Gong Siming, standing by the window, panted heavily like a furious lion after a fierce battle.

“Huaer, return home now!”