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

Seeing Gong Siming looking around, Yan Xiuya was even surer that the two were in an ambiguous relationship, and she couldn’t help feeling a little relieved.

“Don’t look for it, there are some problems with the company’s project, and Si Wan hasn’t come back yet.” Yan Xiuya coughed lightly, but there was a rare smile in her voice.

“I didn’t look for her again. Do you have anything to explain? I still have things to do after that.” Gong Siming froze for a while, his expression a little stiff.

Yan Xiuya didn’t point it out, as usual, she asked Gong Siming some company affairs.

“Recently, I think you’re making good progress, but girls, you still like to show affection more clearly. Your approach is too subtle, so it’s no wonder Si Wan hasn’t noticed.”

After Yan Xiuya asked about the company, she turned her head and mentioned this lightly, Gong Siming’s eyes widened, and a hint of mockery appeared on her stiff face.

“Mom, are you too busy? When did you see that Si Wan and I were progressing well?” Gong Siming turned his head to the side awkwardly, Yan Xiuya raised her eyebrows slightly, and held up the coffee cup on the table.

“Oh, I thought you’d finally come to your senses by circling around Si Wan every day.” Yan Xiuya pushed back, Gong Siming’s face pulled long slightly, “What’s the circling? With my dad, worrying too much will make you grow old.” Gong Siming sneered, but Yan Xiuya didn’t get mad or what, she took out a few business cards and handed them over.

“These are the shops that girls prefer. If you have time to take Si Wan around, it’s much more useful than trying to find faults on purpose.” Yan Xiuya got up, Gong Siming sneered, and swept the business cards into the trash can.

“I said, I don’t need to show her goodwill, mom, you’d better take it easy.”

Watching Gong Siming leaving, Yan Xiuya couldn’t help sighing. Do I think it the wrong way?

The next day, Gong Siming looked at the document in his hand, and the words of his mother echoed in his ears. Was his expression very subtle, and Si Wan really didn’t realize his existence?

It was rare that he had some interest in Si Wan, but Si Wan kept ignoring him. A resentment rose in Gong Siming’s chest, and he couldn’t bear to read the documents in his hand.

Feeling so irritated that he dropped the document, Gong Siming was stunned. What was the way to make Si Wan notice him, and what was the obvious way?

The knuckled hand tapped lightly on the table, and suddenly, Gong Siming saw a flash of light from the computer on the table.

“What girls like…” Gong Siming was so pious that he typed a few words into the search box, and a bunch of red keywords popped up.

Gong Siming rested his cheek with one hand and slid the mouse with the other, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, “What kind of answer is this? Is’t it the same as no answer?”

The angry Gong Siming turned off the computer, that’s all, let’s give flowers. Although it is said on the Internet that it is very common, but some people say that women like flowers, Gong Siming thought for a while, and dialed the internal number.

“Order me a bouquet of roses, not a few more…”

The intention of Rose’s words was obvious enough, Gong Siming’s mouth curved, he really wanted to see what Si Wan looked like when he receives the flowers. Should be very interesting.

Si Wan, who was busy, didn’t know anything until there was a commotion outside the company.

“Wow, roses, so romantic.”

“I don’t know who it was given to, it’s such a big deal.”

The chattering voices kept pouring into Si Wan’s ears, making her annoyed, “Xiaoyu, what’s going on outside?”

Si Wan raised her voice, but no one responded.

Just curious, Xiaoyu’s hasty footsteps sounded, “Director, Director, this…”

Xiaoyu opened the door excitedly, and just as Si Wan was about to speak, she saw Xiaoyu let the door open, and several people who looked like courier brothers walked in with a large bouquet of roses in their hands.

“Is it the director of the company?” The courier brother smiled as brightly as a rose. “There are 199 roses sent to you. Please sign for them.”

The bright roses were all brought to Si Wan, Si Wan couldn’t resist, “Who sent this?”

The courier brother kept his mouth shut, but a figure popped up in Si Wan’s mind, “Okay, I get it, Xiaoyu, you can put it wherever you can.”

Xiaoyu looked excited, but Si Wan’s temple was aching. She said that she would not accept it. I didn’t expect him to send her so many roses. It was really a headache.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Si Wan asked Xiaoyu to put the roses in place, but the noise outside became louder.

“It turned out to be for the Director of the Division, Che, definitely not from the President of the Palace.”

“That’s right, Mr. Gong hates her so much. How could she give her flowers? Could it be that she hooked up with some wild man again?”

Many people outside the door were talking about it. Do you really think she couldn’t hear? Si Wan smiled bitterly. It seemed that she, the wife of the president, was really a failure.

“Director, don’t worry about encounters, but with so many flowers and such a big hand, who is the messenger who protects the flowers? It can’t be President Gong.”

Xiaoyu instructed them to put the flowers away, and held another bunch in front of Si Wan, winking and teasing her. Si Wan smiled and pushed away the flowers that Xiaoyu handed in front of him, and scolded, “Don’t think so much, go quickly. Work.”

Xiaoyu smiled and put the flower in his hand into the vase, “Oh, why no one gave me so many roses, our director is really charming.”

“Try me again, don’t even think about getting off work today.” Si Wan tapped on the table, making Xiaoyu stick out his tongue with a sullen face, and obediently returned to his post.

Si Wan finally calmed down, the aroma of roses lingered on the tip of her nose, and there was a sweet smell. It seemed that she had to make it clear to Zhishen that he couldn’t let him spend so much money.

However, if this flower was given by Gong Siming, Si Wan gently stroked the petals of the rose, leaving a lingering fragrance on her fingertips.

However, if Gong Siming wanted to send flowers to himself, or roses would be more difficult than going to the sky, Si Wan chuckled lightly, a touch of sourness climbed to the tip of his heart, and a tingling pain came from his fingertips. The thorn was not cleaned, a thin thorn stabbed her fingertip when she was not paying attention, and blood came out like teardrops.

“I really don’t know why Mr. Bai will marry her. A woman who is in the midst of happiness and does not know how to be happy is still cheating on the outside without the knowledge of the palace…”

Across the wall, the harsh and foul language could still reach Si Wan’s side, Si Wan’s face became serious and dialed the inside line.

“Xiaoyu, tell those people outside, if you don’t want to go home and eat yourself, then work hard for me, Gong Shi has no shortage of rice worms.”

Hanging up the phone, Si Wan was satisfied that her office had returned to peace.

After picking up the thick stack of documents on the table, Si Wan’s men were busy again. After a while, they were immersed in their work, and even the delivery of flowers gradually forgot.