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

Proofread by He Li

Obviously, when Si Wan gets drunk, she becomes mad, clingy and coquettish; what’s more, her fighting capacity also gets greatly improved, which unexpectedly makes the famous Boss Gong at his wit’s end.

Gong Siming could only call his assistant to drive to the hotel and pick Si Wan up.

Ward is the right-hand man of Gong Siming; when finding Gong’s mood not good, he thinks that something wrong possibly happened, so he hurries to the party after the call.

Also in a suit, Ward impresses people with his delicate look as he is thinner than Gong Siming who is strong and stern, “Boss Gong, I…”

Standing at the gate, Ward gapes at the scene: his young hostess is holding tightly the legs of Boss Gong who is wearing a dark face now despite his usual domineering momentum; besides, his royal-blue suit and white shirt are all pulled out……at this moment his host is just like a gigolo who has been abused.

Even in face of kidnapping and assassination, Boss Gong has never been in such an awkward position, has he? At least, if as for the enemy, he will do his best to resist; but when he confronts the woman in his arms, it is probably for Boss Gong to …A timeless truth is: A bed of roses, a tomb of heroes.

When Gong Siming sees Ward touching his chin, smiling filthily at the gate but remains unmoved, he immediately shows his anger: “What are you waiting for?”

Ward expresses his amazement with teasing: “Boss, isn’t it the first time that young hostess has been so intense? Hmm, absolutely hot.”

The blue veins on Gong Siming’s forehead jump fiercely, and a heat in his brain surges up. Raising his head, Gong Siming shouts at his assistant: “If you dare to say one more word, I will throw you to Africa to feed the leopards.”

Being stunned, Ward’s pretty face changes a little, then he tries to keep the smile off of his face: “Boss, please don’t worry. I promise I did not see anything.”NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Gong Siming grits his teeth: “Shut up.”

Si Wan has already fallen asleep in Gong Siming’s arms. Because of feeling at ease, she even snorts slightly. Infected by alcohol or by the breath of Gong Siming, she is red on the face, but the smile hanging on her lips is like an eyesore to Gong Siming.

It takes Ward great effort to tidy up Gong Siming’s messy clothes. After that he brightly provides cover for the couple and escorts them to the car: “Boss, shall I drive to the villa or…”

Gong Siming sulks: “What do you think?

Si Wan is still holding tightly the neck of Gong Siming, her head lying beside his neck. Being fast asleep, she seems to be disturbed and starts to groan: “So noisy.”

Soon afterwards, she turns over impatiently, with her red lips facing the Adam’s apple of Gong Siming, and continues to fall asleep with peace again.

Every time she breathes, Gong Siming’s throat will roll up and down.

Gong Siming closes his eyes for a while, and the blue veins on his forehead keep jumping: “Back to the villa.”

“Got it, Boss.” When Ward sees the scene from the rearview mirror, suddenly he nearly fails to keep his laughter. If it isn’t for the bad complexion of Boss Gong, he really wants to bend over the steering wheel and laugh for a year.

Although Ward’s breath is suppressed, Gong Siming will not be unaware of it. However at the moment, the drunken woman sleeping in his arms upsets him the most, so he has no energy to spare. Staring at Si Wan in his arms, he really wants to throw her out, but his big hands fail to do so finally.

The atmosphere in the car freezes for a short while. Ward tries to steal a glance at the awkward Boss Gong, which is perceived by the latter. Gong Siming then kicks on the driver’s seat: “Drive your car, or you will lose your eyes.”

Alas, so cruel.

The assistant curls his lip. Anyway, he dares not to be rash, so he drives the car safely to the villa of the Gong Family.

When the butler sees Gong Siming’s car, he is overwhelmed by surprise. He then rushes to receive the young host, faster than a dog which sees a bone. Meanwhile, in his heart he considers secretly: What will the young host do this time? He finally comes back but the young hostess hasn’t. If the young hostess knows that he comes back, she must be very happy, since she looks forward to his return every day.

While he is thinking, Gong Siming has already come out, but his actions seem a little bit stiff. Looking up along the long legs, the butler turns stunned.

Si Wan who hangs on Gong Siming’s body is now sleeping soundly, without knowing that her saliva has already gotten on Gong Siming’s suit. The man is grim-faced, but he hasn’t thrown the person out, which is very rare.

The old butler and other servants all feel very surprised: “Young host, this… young hostess…”

“She’s drunken.” Gong Siming pulls Si Wan’s hand impatiently, but his hands are pressed back by her. She holds Gong Siming’s hands in her arms seriously, perhaps regarding them as a pillow, and growls towards him: “Don’t move.”

Ignoring the shocked sight from others, Gong Siming grits his teeth: “Si Wan, we will wait and see.”

Holding Si Wan in his arms, he goes back to her room. After trying for several times, he fails to get rid of this clingy woman, which forces Gong Siming to take her to his own room.

The butler says to the maid: “Go to get young hostess washed and her clothes changed.”

Because of anger, Gong Siming keeps silent. After the maid gets Si Wan into the bathroom, Gong Siming starts to resentfully take off his clothes and throws them away.

It is the first time for Ward to see Gong Siming acting like this, but he has to keep his laughter; it is also the first time for him to see Si Wan being so zealous, so he feels amazed: “Boss, what happened tonight?”

Gong Siming has put on pajamas, which still can’t eliminate the smell of alcohol, so he frowns: “Don’t ask when you shouldn’t.”

Ward responds him with a smile: “Yes, boss, I promise I will keep my mouth shut as that of a jar. I will not ask anything, or say anything.”

After a pause, he glances at the direction of the inner room and suddenly whispers, “Boss, in fact, you and young hostess are well matched.”

Gong Siming remembers the way Si Wan holds him tonight; her shameless and spoiled manner has already made him unable to calm down. Now Ward’s smiling face makes him even angrier, so he gives him a kick: “Get out if there is nothing important.”

But Ward’s expression becomes serious this time, and he whispers to Gong Siming again: “Boss, last time you told me to check something, and I have gotten the results. It is true that we have a mole in our company, but the force behind him…”

He hesitates for a moment: “…comes from the military.”

Gong Siming’s face turns stern: “I see. Watch him. Don’t let him ruin our business.”