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

As Zhang Qilin stood there like a lemon, Yue felt so anxious that she leaped straight off the second floor.

The next moment, the dazed man jumped up lightning-fast and caught the falling woman.

Such a height posed no difficulty for Yue, and she didn’t need any help at all.

Although aware of her safety, Zhang Qilin still caught her out of instinct.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Yue also didn’t expect the man to hold her and that his hand happened to land on her firm breast.

Almost instantly, she gave Zhang Qilin a back-handed slap. Taken off guard, he looked blankly at the woman.

Standing there, the others were also shocked by the sudden slap.

Feeling their strange gazes, Yue immediately blushed and buried her head in Zhang Qilin’s arms.

She whispered in a voice only audible to the two of them, “Carry me upstairs! Hurry up!”

There was a tinge of nervousness, shyness, and impatience in her voice.

Following her instruction, Zhang Qilin carried the woman in the safe haven to walk slowly upstairs.

Now Luo Feng’s heart broke into pieces. This was self-inflicted torment.

Shaking his head, he went back to his room.

If Si Wan didn’t witness it with her own eyes, she would never believe that was real.

During the last encounter, they were like bitter enemies, and Zhang Qilin’s sad departure was still fresh in her mind. This time, however, they got along so well after spending just one day together?

That was all owing to the child.

Anyhow, their harmonious relationship was what mattered. Gently stroking her belly, Si Wan gave a faint, bitter smile.

If her baby would someday act like Zhang Sihao when he met his father, what should she do?

As Si Wan thought of Gong Siming, the bitterness in her heart prevailed, and she couldn’t help shedding tears.

In the Army of the Imperial Capital,

Gong Siming was interrogating a mole from the Ever Sun to infiltrate the city. Suddenly, a pang of bitterness struck him. A scene of Si Wan lying on the sickbed with a pale and feeble look crossed his mind.

Unable to concentrate, he stood up and walked out of the interrogation room with a poker face.

Back to his office, Gong Siming stood in front of the window, looking into the infinite dim sky. His voice was a little hoarse, “Wan, where are you now? Are you happy without me?”

In Si’s temporary dwelling in Country C.

Lying on a rocking chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Si Wan was humming a cheerful tune and quietly gazing at the twinkling stars in the sky with a faint smile.

It was a good night’s sleep.

Early in the morning, Si Wan took a stroll in the garden with Zhang Sihao, hand in hand. Although the kid was only two years old, he was a gentleman. From time to time, he would help Si Wan lift the hem of her dress that got caught on flower branches.

Except for his aphasia, Zhang Sihao was excellent in every aspect. Especially in terms of emotional intelligence, he was far ahead of his peers.

Except for mama, he could not speak other words. Despite that, he was action-oriented and quite observant.

If she could give birth to a baby like Zhang Sihao, Si Wan would be more than happy. Now she became more and more expectant of her birth.

Under the mellow sunlight, the breeze blew, and the air was filled with happiness.

In Si Yue’s room, a beam of sunlight slanted through a gap in the curtains and landed on the elegant face of Zhang Qilin.

Stimulated by the light, he slowly opened his eyes and instinctively took a look at Zhang Sihao who hugged him to sleep last night before a swallowing sound came out.

At the sight of the sleeping person in his arms, Zhang Qilin felt parched.

It was Yue rather than Zhang Sihao lying there.

Cautious about his movement, he looked around but found no signs of the kid.

Turning back, he looked at the woman fast asleep. Her skin smooth, her lips roseate, her gentle breaths brushed past his chest like a soft feather tickling his palm and heart.

Zhang Qilin couldn’t help lowering his head to kiss Yue on the lips. The cool sensation resembled an electric shock under the water. It was painful, itchy, and irresistible.

As Yue moved instinctively, he immediately resumed his former posture and closed his eyes tightly like a frightened hare.

Lying in his arms, Yue slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhang Qilin’s smiley face as soon as she raised her head.

Strangely, Yue wasn’t surprised but felt at ease, muttering, “Why didn’t you run away this time?”

Following her words, she got up and went to wash.

After watching Yue enter the bathroom, Zhang Qilin closed his eyes to vow in a low yet firm voice, “No matter what happens, I will not leave you and Sihao. If I break my oath, I shall meet a tragic end.”

Not until Yue finished washing, changed her clothes, and left the bedroom, Zhang Qilin didn’t cautiously open his eyes.

By the time when he washed up, the others already took their seats around the dining table.

Noticing that Zhang Qilin sat next to Zhang Sihao a little awkwardly, Si Huating teased, “Young people should restrain their passion!”

Ashamed by his statement, both Zhang Qilin and Yue blushed. He wanted to explain but notice Yue’s silence. Therefore, he didn’t deny it but have his meal with his head low.

There seemed to be great progress in the relationship between Zhang Qilin and Yue.

Despite his dismay at the scene, Luo Feng said calmly, “Yue, I’ve upgraded the security system here last night. No one is supposed to hack it in the following year.”

“As for that person, I’ve tracked him down. Looks like he already left Country C, and his latest address is in Country R.”

Following Luo Feng’s words, Zhang Qilin asserted, “I believe the attack the day before yesterday should also be related to that organization.”

Yue nodded in agreement. Now that Devil Incarnate, Ghost Mansion, and Luo Feng were all here, the Ever Sun would not dare to attack again.

“Before Wan gives birth, both of you should stay, just in case.” Putting down her chopsticks, Yue said blandly.

Zhang Qilin’s eyes were filled with excitement while a flicker of frustration flashed across Luo Feng’s eyes.

Anyhow, they nodded at the same time.

Despite his dejection, Luo Feng was still so determined to help her. At that, Yue said guiltily, “Luo Feng, thank you!”

To disguise his sadness, Luo Feng put on his wonted childish look, “If you really want to thank me, find me a wife just like you!”

Touched by his words, people now looked at him with new eyes. They showed appreciation, pity, and helplessness.

Deep down, they believed that Luo Feng was a good man. At least, he was a trustworthy friend to Yue.

Si Wan’s health improved with her peaceful life. Yue and Zhang Qilin were on better terms. Luo Feng felt more at home and even became friends with Si Huating.

Apart from Yue, Luo Feng’s only friend was unexpectedly an old man in his sixties. Imagine Gong Siming’s surprise when he heard about it.