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

Following his words, Gong Yiyuan ignored the poor Feng Ling and turned away with Gong Siming.

Mr. Ma drove the car while Gong Siming and Gong Yiyuan sat in the backseats. Showing a sullen face, Gong Siming kept silent. The air in the car was so depressing that people couldn’t breathe easily.

With disappointment, Gong Yiyuan looked at his grandson. Suppressing his anger, he threw a stack of photos at Gong Siming, “Look what you’ve done!”

Following Gong Yiyuan’s cold snarl, Gong Siming picked up the photos that scattered in the car and widened his eyes at the sight of the person in them. In disbelief, he looked at his grandfather.

“Don’t look at me, look what you’ve done!” Simmering with rage, Gong Yiyuan snapped.

“Impossible, Feng Ling told me that Si Wan was just slightly injured. How could it be? How could she be hospitalized?” The fierceness within him had been long gone, and now the man was like a coward caught in a dilemma.

The photos in his hand recorded Si Wan’s recent condition. Yue took and sent them to Gong Yiyuan every day. Si Wan had been in a coma for three days with no signs of revival. During the period, Gong Siming didn’t return home, and Gong’s family members were ashamed to face the sick woman and her grandpa in the hospital.

If it wasn’t for his great concern for Si Wan’s condition, Gong Yiyuan wouldn’t have come to Gong Siming in person. Now he was determined to go hard with his grandson.

As the successor of Gong’s Group and marshal of the army in the imperial capital, how could he be so ill-advised and imperceptive?

Before irrefutable evidence, he still excused himself. “Could the blood from any small wound stain a long path? You’ve never been on a battlefield? Can’t you tell her condition from the amount of blood loss?” Gong Yiyuan became more and more agitated.

Gong Siming wanted to say something but was interrupted, “Don’t tell me that you didn’t see the bloodstain from the ward to the outside of the sanatorium. Are you blind?”

Ever since Gong Siming was little, Gong Yiyuan had never been so mad at him. In his mind, his grandson was a sagacious elite who didn’t need much guidance.

But in terms of romance, Gong Siming acted like an ignoramus and even an idiot.

Gong Yiyuan’s scolding made him sad, and he started to blame himself. When he slowl

“You still have the nerve to see her?” Gong Yiyuan scolded him but still clung to a glimmer of hope.

Now Gong Siming volunteered to visit Si Wan, which proved his feelings for her. Especially when he saw the pictures, the agony on his face was real.

In fact, the car was bound for the hospital. “Listen up, when we reach the hospital, I don’t care what methods you’ll use, you wake up Si Wan, otherwise, you no longer belong to Gong’s Family!”

As soon as Gong Yiyuan finished his words, he looked away. Gong Siming’s presence alone made him angry. He couldn’t understand why such a smart man should be manipulated by a woman.

In the ward of the city hospital,

Si Wan already woke up but suffered from depression. She wouldn’t eat, drink, or speak but just stared blankly at the ceiling.

Si Huating and Yue were on tenterhooks. Under such a condition, how were they supposed to tell her about the pregnancy! If she was agitated, the fetus would be more unstable.

No one could take in so many events in such a short period of time.

While they were seized by anxiety, Gong Yiyuan led Gong Siming to the ward.

The presence of the man ignited Si Huating’s anger, and he wouldn’t allow Gong Siming to get in. In contrast, Yue was calm enough to notice Si Wan’s response to his arrival. Maybe Gong Siming could help her.

Yue hurriedly checked Si Huating and asked the kid to pacify him.

Then she walked to Gong Siming with a sneer, “Gong Siming, you’d better be a help. If anything happens to Si Wan, I will hunt you down before the Ever Sun does!”

With a gloomy face, Gong Siming nodded his head. When Gong Yiyuan just tried to strike up a conversation with Si Huating, the latter directly walked away with the kid.

Gong Siming walked to Si Wan so anxiously as that he didn’t know where to lay his hands. Neither did he know how to interact with her. At the end of his wits, he sat by her side and watched her quietly.

As time went by, the couple remained in silence. Touched by their looks and gazes, everyone shed tears.

Apparently, he loved her deeply, but why couldn’t he be honest with himself and stop hurting her?

When everyone believed Gong Siming was not helpful and was ready to give up, Si Wan’s feeble voice came out of her dry throat.

“Just go, I’ll sign the divorce agreement.”

Saddened by her words, Gong Siming shed a tear, “Wan…”

Si Wan turned her head away and closed her eyes, “I’m tired, you can go now.”

Before Gong Siming could persist, Yue intervened and dragged him out.

Only Si Huating and the kid were left to guard Si Wan in the ward.

When they came out, Gong Yiyuan led Gong Siming to the doctor’s office while others stayed outside the ward.

Noticing their arrival, Dr. Lu stood up, did a military salute, and then took out several X-ray photographs for the explanation.

“Senior cadre, marshal, please take a look. This is Miss Feng’s wound. About 1. 5 centimeters, not deep. Judging from the wound, I believe the weapon should be a military dagger.”

“The point is, if a person really tried to kill someone with a military dagger, the wound shouldn’t have been so shallow unless something blocked it.”

“I’ve consulted Miss Feng Ling. According to her, there was no obstruction.”

At that moment, a flash of fluster crossed Gong Siming’s face.

Dr. Lu continued, “I have a bold assumption. If it was not an object that blocked the thrust, someone should have grabbed the blade with her hand.”All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“I’ve examined Miss Feng Ling’s injury. It was not her.”

Even without Doctor Lu’s explanation, veteran soldiers like Gong Yiyuan and Gong Siming knew how dangerous it was to catch a blade bare-handed.

Then Dr. Lu took out another X-ray photograph, “This is the film of young mistress’s wounded hand. After comparison, I found a match between her wound and the scenario of catching the blade bare-handed. On top of that, the incision and Miss Feng Ling’s wound were absolutely caused by the same dagger.”

With the remote control, Dr. Lu turned on the big screen of the computer, “My verbal explanation may not be clear, so I’ve recreated the scene, please take a look.”

As the demo was played, Gong Siming turned dreadfully pale and could no longer deceive himself.

It was a show directed and played by Feng Ling. Si Wan was injured when she tried to save her.

How ironic! Feng Ling risked her life to frame Si Wan. Si Wan, however, was willing to be framed for the sake of rescue.

Now it was clear who the bad person was.