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

Getting out of Yan Xiuya’s office, Gong Siming didn’t return to the army but quietly watched Si Wan from his office.

“What is she reading?”

Gong Siming muttered as he saw a file in Si Wan’s hand through the surveillance.

As the camera zoomed in, two large characters on the document appeared before Gong Siming’s eyes.

“Divorce agreement! Is she going to sign it?”

Gong Siming didn’t believe Si Wan would sign the divorce agreement so indiscreetly!

He got up and rushed to the door, but his hand on the knob wouldn’t turn.

“Mom is correct. How can I compel Si Wan to suffer unfairly again!” Gong Siming gave a bitter smile on his glamorous face, and the incongruity accentuated his pain.

Lying quietly on the sofa in his office, Gong Siming remotely observed Si Wan’s every action.

“How could she be so calm!”

His voice was so hoarse, and his words didn’t sound like something from a vigorous man. But undoubtedly that was his voice.

He might be powerful but was still a mortal in front of true love.

In the past few days, Gong Siming had been wrestling with a question. Did he love Si Wan or Feng Ling?

For several days in a row, Feng Ling hadn’t seen Gong Siming. What angered her, even more, was that Hua Er sent his men to watch her and prevent her from getting out of the sanatorium.

Thinking that Gong Siming might be staying with Si Wan, she couldn’t contain her anger.

Standing in front of the window, Feng Ling watched the guards outside with vicious eyes, “Si Wan, do you think I can’t deal with you without going out? Two years ago, I could make Gong Siming hate you. Now, I can make him abandon you!”

It was hard to imagine that Feng Ling should be so scheming under her innocent appearance.

“I’ve worked so hard and endured so much pain all these years. How could I let you win so easily! Si Wan, wait and see!”

Feng Ling’s fierce tone and contorted look indicated how badly she hated the woman in a distance.

Following that, Feng Ling took out her mobile phone, gave an eerie smile, and dialed Si Wan’s phone number.

In fact, Feng Ling was a smart and capable woman. If she was willing to work hard on the right path, she could achieve something great in four, five years.

However, some people, such as Han Jingjing and Feng Ling, preferred shortcuts.

But those rising to the top through shortcuts tended to fell hard. After all, castles in the air could not last.

Si Wan answered the call fluently and professionally as the identity of the caller was unknown. If it was a business partner, she wouldn’t have to lose face for her improper way of communication.

“Hello, advertising director of Gong’s Group, Si Wan, speaking, who is this?” Si Wan turned on the speaker and answered while sorting out files.

Feng Ling felt uncomfortable with her formal and rigid tone yet replied calmly, “Si Wan, we should talk!”

Si Wan would never fail to recognize Feng Ling’s voice but didn’t want any contact with her.

“Sorry, miss, who is this? For business issues, please contact my assistant, Xiaoyu.”

To Feng Ling’s surprise, Si Wan pretended that she didn’t recognize her voice. Then, Feng Ling replied hurriedly, “Si Wan, it’s me, Feng Ling. Ming has something to tell you but feels embarrassed, so I’m asked to do it on his behalf. Do you have time to come to the sanatorium? I believe you won’t make it too hard for Ming, right?”

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Feng Ling heard Si Wan’s heavy breathing and knew that her words worked.

As expected, Si Wan agreed to her request.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ling glanced at those soldiers outside with a smirk.

“Si Wan, you won’t escape this time!”

Following her words, Feng Ling lay in bed, quietly waiting for her prey.

“This time, I promise I won’t let you go easily!” Following her words, Feng Ling closed her eyes, with a faint smile lingering at the corners of her mouth.

It was not long before Si Wan drove alone to the gate of the sanatorium.

She came only to relieve her guilty conscience. After all, she was the one who caused Feng Ling’s coma for two years.

Whatever the reason was, she felt it necessary to figure it out through a face-to-face talk since escape could fix nothing.

Quite smoothly, Si Wan got into the sanitarium. After all, Feng Ling was not the only patient, and the soldiers were only instructed to prevent Feng Ling from going out. Visitors, however, were not restricted.

Moreover, few of these soldiers had seen Si Wan before.

As Si Wan saw so many soldiers, her heart sank even deeper.

Gong Siming cared about Feng Ling so much that he had the entire sanatorium heavily guarded, which almost equaled to the privilege of a mayor.

When Si Wan almost reached Feng Ling’s ward, two soldiers guarding at the door saluted her respectfully, “Greetings, Mrs. Gong!”

Both Si Wan outside and Feng Ling in the ward were stunned to hear the greetings. It fueled Feng Ling’s hatred towards Si Wan.

This time, Feng Ling was determined to make Gong Siming give Si Wan up completely.

Si Wan was a little upset that someone should recognize her. On a second thought, she believed that a clean hand wanted no washing. Instead of causing trouble, she was here to solve it.

Si Wan smiled politely at them and then entered Feng Ling’s ward.

As soon as the woman got in, Feng Ling concealed her viciousness and feigned an innocent look.

“Si Wan, I really don’t intend to take Ming from you, but he has been taking care of me in the past two years. Ever since I woke up, he has been keeping me company, and I can’t fail him for the sake of his affection. So, please forgive him and let us go!”

Feng Ling sniveled so sadly that an outsider would feel distressed.

But Si Wan was no outsider, “Tell Gong Siming to talk to me in person. As long as he asks me to leave, I certainly will not make a fuss. As for you, you are not in a rightful position to ask anything from me!”

It looked like she underestimated Si Wan, and her cry became increasingly louder, “Si Wan, I can beg Ming not to hold you accountable for my injury two years ago, and we call it even. Is that okay?”

Her beautiful brows slightly furrowing, Si Wan felt Feng Ling was stalling her with those words.

As soon as Si Wan snapped out of the trance, Feng Ling rushed over with a dagger. Before Si Wan could react, Feng Ling unexpectedly thrust the dagger to herself.

At that critical moment, Si Wan grabbed the blade with bare hand but still couldn’t prevent it from being driven into Feng Ling’s shoulder.