Novel 543
Chapter 103: She Needs Care
She could never forget that Gong Siming hated her for two years after receiving a call from this very woman.
That was Feng Ling’s voice. She came to herself. Recently, Gong Siming had been going out early and returning home late not for work at all. He had been staying with Feng Ling.
What about Si Wan? Every day she foolishly waited for and cared about him, but he was having fun with another woman.
Too shocked, Si Wan collapsed to the ground, and Xiaoyu was taken aback.
Just now, the director was happily calling President Gong. Why did she come to this? Did anything happen to President Gong? Xiaoyu was puzzled.
Given Gong Siming’s capability and power, who dared to act against him? What would happen to the rebel?
Perplexed by her unstoppable tears, Xiaoyu knew not how to comfort the woman.
She had to sound her out with the unlikely speculation, “Director, anything happened to President Gong?”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
Xiaoyu mulled it over and hurriedly consoled her in case of an accident, “Director, take it easy. President Gong is all-powerful and should be fine!”
As a response, Si Wan tried her best to contain her sadness.
She wiped the tear stains off her face, restoring her usual calmness and indifference. But some of her spirit was gone.
Si Wan stood up as if nothing happened. As usual, she said nonchalantly, “Alright, I’m just too tired these days. Let’s go for lunch.”
Xiaoyu wanted to say something but was pulled to the dining hall.
As soon as Xiaoyu saw the hearty meal, her nature as a foodie was exposed, and she completely forgot about the displeasure.
Si Wan watched the edacious meat lover and suddenly found it easy to get satisfied. One simple meal could cheer one up and make her forget about unhappy things.
What about Si Wan? Could she let go of everything, forget about Gong Siming’s recent kindness and live her own life?
After lunch, Si Wan was calm on the surface but agitated underneath. Xiaoyu was sent back to the company with an excuse of work.
Lying alone on the king-size bed, Si Wan looked around the familiar ambiance and could even smell Gong Siming’s unique, fresh scent from the pillow.
Recent events kept replaying in Si Wan’s mind. The purple marks of love on her body were reduced to ruthless ridicule.
Si Wan fought back her tears, reminding herself to keep cool.
But the pain in her heart was real. What was she in Gong Siming’s mind? Sex partner?
As Gong Siming’s lawful wife, she was treated worse than a lover. Since when was she so humble as dirt?
As a tenacious woman, Si Wan didn’t shed a tear over the matter.
Closing her strained eyes, Si Wan soon fell asleep.
His face bathed in sweat, Gong Siming rushed into the bedroom anxiously, only to find Si Wan sleeping.
He instantly rested his mind at ease.
This noon, as soon as he returned to the ward from the bathroom, he saw Feng Ling talking over his cell phone.
Gong Siming strode up, took back his phone, and saw Si Wan’s number. Anxious to explain, he found the phone had been hung up.
While he was simmering with rage, Feng Ling showed an innocent look and glanced at him with tearful eyes, “Ming, your phone rang for a long time. I called you, but you didn’t answer. Then, I picked it up and asked him. He said nothing…”
Hearing Feng Ling out, Gong Siming rushed off without further ado.
Who would see Feng Ling’s angry and ferocious face after Gong Siming stormed out of the room?
He had never been so upset. The butterflies in his stomach were killing him.
Along the way, Gong Siming drove crazily fast as if a missile was after him.
At top speed, Gong Siming drove back to Gong’s villa. When he saw Si Wan sleeping in bed, his heart became all peaceful.
He walked to Si Wan’s bed and smoothed her drooping hair with his slender fingers.
Si Wan smelt a familiar scent, abruptly opened her eyes and gazed at the man who was staring at her with affection.
For a moment, a glimmer of hope sparkled in Si Wan’s heart. That might be a mistake. Maybe it was his secretary who answered the call.
The ardency in Gong Siming’s eyes looked sincere.
“Wan, you are awake!” Gong Siming whimpered a little.
How she wished they could continue to be a loving couple! But the woman’s voice still echoed in her mind, and she couldn’t act as if nothing happened.
“Where did you go?” Si Wan asked a little anxiously.
When a hint of nervousness flashed across Gong Siming’s face, Si Wan’s heart sank.
With an ironic smile, Si Wan mocked herself, “Feng Ling woke up, right? You’ve been with her all these days, right?”
His surprised look further confirmed her speculation. It was indeed Feng Ling who answered her call.
She considered herself a total fool. What was she in his mind?
Since Feng Ling already woke up, why did Gong Siming do that with her last night?
How could he stay with Feng Ling during the day and sleep with her during the night?
While Gong Siming bowed his head in silence, Si Wan’s face was filled with agony, ridicule, and helplessness. The naturally bossy, glamorous, and autocratic man was unprecedentedly left speechless.
“Gong Siming, in your heart, what am I? How could you visit Feng Ling and sleep with me as if nothing happened?”
To Si Wan’s question, Gong Siming wanted to explain but know not where to start.
“What am I? Answer me! In your eyes, am I that stupid and nasty?” Si Wan shouted painfully.
Gong Siming held Si Wan tightly and said firmly, “Wan, no, it’s not like that!”
Si Wan pushed Gong Siming away, her eyes full of sorrow, “Not like that? Gong Siming, tell me what you mean!”
“Do you want to have a wife while keeping a mistress?”
“Gong Siming, I tell you what. Although I love you, it doesn’t mean I can share my husband with others!”
Si Wan’s speech became increasingly harsher, which made Gong Siming both a little angry and delighted.
Gong Siming made no reply, and Si Wan’s heart sank deeper.
Hesitant in his speech, Gong Siming spoke in the end, “Now Feng Ling needs care!”