C10

At the banquet, Si Wan was naturally seated beside Gong Siming. Separated by an arm, the two of them were extremely close, her every breath was filled with his cool and pleasant scent, causing people to feel dizzy.

The table was filled with dishes, none of them could compare to Gong Siming.

After marriage for more than a year, it was the first time Si Wan was so close to Gong Siming.

The Old Master Gong suddenly spoke out, "Wanwan, that stinky brat with the carp soup likes it. Bring him some soup."

Si Wan was stunned as she turned her head to look at the man beside him. Gong Siming's expression was stiff and cold, as if someone owed him money or something.

Si Wan held her hand tightly, not wanting her grandfather to worry. She carefully stood up to scoop up the soup, doing her best to be as quiet as possible, and not make a sound because she was feeling a little nervous and trembling.

As she was carrying it over, Si Wan glanced at the man's gloomy expression and became absent-minded for a moment. She accidentally touched Gong Siming, "Ah … "I'm sorry."

All of the scalding soup fell onto Si Wan's arms. Gong Siming's brows twitched as he glanced at her without batting an eyelid.

Si Wan clenched her teeth and endured. She hurriedly wiped the table with her other hand and said, "My apologies, I will scoop another bowl."

The servant hurriedly came over to clean up before leaving. The old man was the first to speak, "It's nothing, just spilled some soup. It's fine as long as it doesn't burn anyone."

No one saw that Si Wan was scalded, so Si Wan quietly sat down and hid her left hand behind her back, enduring the pain while keeping a low profile, cold sweat gradually seeping out of her forehead.

Gong Siming glanced at her coldly, and naturally caught sight of the red scar on Si Wan's arm. He moved his forehead slightly, and slightly moved his body away from Si Wan's body, seeing the frown on Si Wan's forehead, he quietly straightened her body.

Since she liked to endure, so be it.

After dinner, the servants started to pack up. The adults sat and chatted while Si Wan sat by the side to listen. Recently, she had been busy with matters of the company and had not had a good rest.

Hearing such a topic that she couldn't understand, Si Wan started to feel sleepy. However, she tried her best to hold it in, and with her head lowered little by little, Gong Siming looked at him from the opposite and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in disgust.

"It's getting late, Old Si. We'll be leaving first." Old Master Gong stood up and bid farewell to Grandpa Si Wan.

Hearing that she was about to leave, Si Wan suddenly shuddered, and as the drowsiness left her body, she hurriedly stood up, "Grandfather, it's been a long time since I've talked to my grandfather. I'll be at home with him during the weekend."

But Grandpa Si Wan shook his head, she glanced at the calm and collected Gong Siming, and shook his head as she rejected, "I don't need you to accompany me, I've invited someone over for tea this weekend. "You can follow Siming back."

The old man was well aware of the tense atmosphere between her granddaughter and grandson-in-law. However, Si Wan had chosen this route, so he couldn't interfere either.

Si Wan pursed her lips, Gong Siming had already taken the initiative to stand by her side, and with a respectful voice, she said, "Grandfather, we will visit you another time."

When Si Wan came, sshe was riding in a car with her parents, but when the old man saw that Gong Siming had also driven in, he stopped him from getting in his car and told Gong Siming, "We will squeeze on the car, you can bring Wanwan home."

Such a big car, how could it be crowded?

Si Wan's movements when she was about to get on the carriage became stiff, "Grandfather …"

The Master Gong walked her to Gong Siming's side and comforted her, "Wanwan, this brat has a steady car, you can still sleep for a while."

Gong Siming did not refuse, and neither did he agree. He turned around and got into his own car, and angrily angered the old man, "This stinking brat."

"Grandfather, it's alright. Please get on the carriage first."

To prevent her grandfather from continuing to be angry, Si Wan had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow along. She looked at Gong Siming who was in front of her with a cold expression, and then sat down on the back of the car.

Only Gong Siming and Si Wan were left in the car, she opened her mouth, wanting to explain, "I …"

Gong Siming suddenly stepped on the throttle, causing Si Wan to stumble. Seeing the speed of the car gradually increase, her face turned white, she quietly shut her mouth, and did not say a word.

Gong Family and the Si Family were rather far apart, the two of them did not speak, and the atmosphere was a little tense and stiff. Si Wan was already sleepy, but when no one spoke, she became even sleepier, nodding her head as she dozed off.

Gong Siming watched Si Wan doze through the rearview mirror. The corner of his mouth moved but could not be seen, suddenly braking at the corner of the mirror.

"Ah …" Si Wan accidentally crashed into the door, and immediately cried out in pain as he looked outside. The road ahead was flat, so why did he suddenly brake?

Si Wan swallowed her curses, she stared at Gong Siming helplessly, but she did not say a word, and continued to nap.

That look was filled with anger and displeasure, just like a drowsy cat being provoked. It looked somewhat cute.

The corner of Gong Siming's mouth had a faint smile, as he lightly retracted his gaze.

Gong Siming drove rather fast, and arrived at the villa earlier than his royal father, which meant that he had long since lost consciousness.

"Young master …" The butler came out and saw that Si Wan was already asleep. He had originally thought that Gong Siming would not hold Si Wan anyway and was prepared to wake him up, "Young Madem …"

Gong Siming stepped forward, separating them, "Don't talk."

Under the butler's surprised gaze, Gong Siming leaned over and carried Si Wan back to the bedroom.

After placing his on the bed, Gong Siming thought of the burn wounds on Si Wan's body, and lifted the clothes on her arms. Seeing her frowning uneasily in her sleep, he softened his movements and carefully applied the medicine.

Si Wan felt a chill, and murmured comfortably.

Gong Siming stared at it for a while, then suddenly recalled the conversation between Si Wan and himself yesterday — My heart is filled with Gong Siming …

Did she really like him that much?

Gong Siming looked at her closely. He was inexplicably happy, and for the first time, he realized that Si Wan was extremely good-looking.

When they were in university, Si Wan had always been the school's beauty, and was slightly more beautiful than Feng Ling …

Feng Ling...

Gong Siming's face changed, as though he had been electrocuted, he retreated a step and questioned himself in a low voice: "Gong Siming, what are you doing? This is the murderer who harmed Feng Ling, are you crazy? "

As though something was sprouting inside his heart, it quietly broke out from the soil. Gong Siming clenched his teeth and quickly denied his thoughts, and muttered to himself, "She is the murderer, the murderer!"

The man cast a cold glance at the woman on the bed before turning around and leaving the bedroom mercilessly …

Behind him, Si Wan opened her eyes.

Si Wan buried her head between the blankets and asked softly, "Si Wan, what are you hoping for? Didn't you know long ago? He will never forgive you, the murderer. "

She sobbed with sobs, unable to suppress the pain she had endured for many years in her heart, as she carefully broke through the soil and spread it throughout her limbs and bones. "I thought there would be a miracle … As we get married, and as time passes, Gong Siming will also develop feelings for me … "Hehe, I've always been daydreaming …"

Gong Siming had long hated her to the bone!