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

“President Gong, Miss Feng is getting much better. There are signs of her revival.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

From the other side of the line came the excited voice of a doctor, but it couldn’t cheer up Gong Siming even a bit!

Was Feng Ling about to wake up? How would he face Si Wan?

Pain, sadness, helplessness, entanglement, confusion… and other emotions were building up within him, but there was no excitement as he had imagined. Simply Gong Siming replied “Okay, I see” and then hung up.

He didn’t even consider whether the doctor had finished his words.

Noticing his change of emotions, Si Wan asked anxiously, “What happened? Anything happened in the army?”

In Si Wan’s mind, the only thing that could upset Gong Siming so much should be related to the army.

For a moment, Gong Siming knew not how to respond to Si Wan’s concern and just nodded his head.

Throughout the lunch, Gong Siming was a little absent-minded. But since it was about the army, Si Wan couldn’t get herself involved. After all, most of the issues were state secrets that she shouldn’t pry into.

Holding Si Wan’s hand, Gong Siming felt terrified. Even when bullets penetrated his body, he was not like this. It felt like a large rock was weighing him down.

Gong Siming knew not how to face his first girlfriend and his wife.

Turning his face, Gong Siming saw Si Wan’s slightly rosy cheeks under the golden sunlight. Under long eyelashes, her eyes looked clear and watery.

All that Gong Siming wanted now was to hold Si Wan’s hand and carry on, “Wan, let’s go for a walk!”

Following his words, Si Wan detected a hint of sadness on Gong Siming’s handsome face and then nodded happily.

Si Wan’s smile was charming and able to cheer up everyone around her. Gong Siming was captivated.

Abruptly he yanked Si Wan into his arms.

Before she could respond, his cool, thin lips had been pressed against her vermilion lips.

Jesus, they were just outside the company, and many employees would walk by. Due to the concern, her cheeks turned rosier.

Under his passionate and gentle kiss, she became powerless to push him away, and her hand landed on Gong Siming’s chest, which fueled his passion.

Those employees happening to see it had to take another path.

Gong Siming’s announcement in the conference room this morning had gone company-wide. People were skeptical about it, but the scene confirmed the rumor.

Director Si must have been given the rightful position. Although she was his lawful wife, there was a huge difference between being favored or not!

Indulging themselves in the embrace and kiss, they ignored everything and everyone else!

They kissed for a long time until Gong Siming’s cell phone suddenly rang. He chose to ignore it, but the ring went on forever.

Fed up with it, Si Wan pushed Gong Siming away and asked him to answer the call. What if there was an emergency in the army!

Gong Siming took out his phone and instantly pulled a long face at the sight of the caller ID.

After a moment of hesitation, he picked it up.

The person on the other side was overjoyed, “President Gong, Miss Feng Ling woke up and wants to see you.”

The news came like a bolt from the blue, and the shock contorted his features.

The patient was on the mend an hour ago and now revived! How was that possible?

“President Gong, please come here soon…” The caller spoke a lot, but Gong Siming only heard the beginning part.

Gong Siming took a glance at Si Wan who had sensibly walked away and waited for him in the distance. Then, he spoke calmly, “I see, I’ll be right there.”

Noticing his indifferent attitude, the caller wanted to continue, but Gong Siming hung up again.

Watching Gong Siming walk up solemnly, Si Wan said considerately, “Ming, go ahead with your business. I can go back by myself.”

She heard the man promising to go and didn’t hope to see his emotion overriding his duty.

Gong Siming grabbed Si Wan’s hand and forced a smile, “It’s okay. I’ll walk you back first.”

Si Wan nodded happily, and the couple headed back to the company.

Gong Siming left grudgingly until he walked Si Wan back to her office. The simple farewell was like parting forever.

Si Wan was a little worried. Could the matter be so dangerous that Gong Siming looked so solemn?

Si Wan pondered and then gave Yue a call. That woman should know about the details.

As soon as the line got through, Si Wan asked hurriedly, “Sister Yue, is your mission very dangerous this time?”

Worried by Si Wan’s anxious tone, Yue couldn’t help frowning. Didn’t they agree on keeping it from Si Wan? Could the issue be too tricky in Gong Siming’s area?

After a few seconds, Yue still didn’t reply, which upset Si Wan even more, “Sister Yue, is it life-threatening?”

Judging from her words, Yue knew it was her pure assumption. Given Gong Siming’s arrogance and power, the Ever Sun was not worth mentioning.

Yue tittered, “Relax, although the issue is a little tricky, Gong Siming will be safe. It has always been him who acts as the executioner. The one who could kill him is yet to be born!”

Such a reply finally relieved Si Wan.

The two sisters chatted for a while, but as soon as Si Wan mentioned Zhang Qilin, Yue found herself an excuse and hung up.

After the call, Si Wan silently looked out of the window. If it was not about the army, what else could make Gong Siming look like that?

In prosperity, people tended to be blind, confused, and heedless of hidden crises.

Never had Si Wan expected that her hard-won normal life would be disturbed again.

Per Gong Siming’s instruction, Hua Er drove very slowly. Somehow the man was unwilling to accept Feng Ling’s revival.

Hua Er also heard the news. Since Gong Siming didn’t answer any call, the staff in the sanatorium called Hua Er.

Hua Er knew it clearly that with Feng Ling waking up, Gong Siming would be caught in a dilemma.

Feng Ling woke up at the wrong time. If she did it later, Gong Siming wouldn’t have been in such a predicament. By then, Gong Siming might already have a child!

However slowly the car ran, it would reach its destination.

The car pulled off at the entrance of the sanatorium. Gong Siming’s anxiety brought a layer of gloom to his naturally frosty face, and no one could see through his real thoughts.