C44

Long and delicate fingers kept drumming on the surface of the desk. The melody was especially pleasant to hear.

The phone rang, the beat of his fingers still ringing.

A lazy yet inert sound could be heard.

"Speak."

The person on the phone reported respectfully.

"Boss Gong, Director Si has arrived."

"Let her in."

It was a simple language, without the slightest hint of emotion.

"Director Si, you may enter."

After hanging up, the secretary opened Gong Siming's office door for him.

Si Wan nodded and thanked the secretary, then slowly walked in.

"Boss Gong, you were looking for me."

Looking at Gong Siming who was busy with his work, Si Wan asked politely.

Pretending not to hear it, Gong Siming pretended to click on the computer on the table.

He knew that the other party was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't expose him.

Si Wan waited silently.

After over 40 minutes, Si Wan was still distracted.

It was as if she herself was so lowly in front of Gong Siming.

Honestly speaking, whether it was a house, looks, or talents, Si Wan was definitely an outstanding person.

Although her parents had left Si Wan a long time ago, her personality had always been very sunny.

Since young, the number of suitors and admirers by his side had been uncountable.

Amongst them, Zhang Qilin, Mu Zhishen and Feng Qi were the representatives.

If he were to randomly choose any one of them, he would be considered one of the top talents in his family.

Choosing any one of them would definitely cause the women of capital to be extremely envious, and their entire lives would inevitably be spoiled to the extreme.

However, he just had to stubbornly fall in love with Gong Siming, who hated him the most, the worst.

Life is such a ridiculous, blessed do not enjoy, but love to find fault with oneself.

As he thought about it, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Gong Siming, who had been observing Si Wan's every move, suddenly laughed when she saw this woman who ignored him.

"So happy. Thinking about your lover?"

It was filled with mockery.

Si Wan who had her train of thought interrupted, the bitterness in her heart gradually deepened.

This man would forever mock and ridicule her.

Since you think so, why should I go against your wishes?

He swallowed the words at the tip of his tongue.

He said with a calm expression.

"Boss Gong, if you don't have any orders, I'll go back to work first."

And it was always like this, always punching out viciously, hitting softly against cotton.

It caused Gong Siming to not be able to use his strength at all.

"I'll ask you and you'll answer. Why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

His gaze turned fierce, like a lion ready to kill its prey at any moment.

"If you think so, I can't help it."

With a "pa" sound, the cup on the table smashed onto Si Wan's arm.

Clutching her own arm tightly, Si Wan was in so much pain that she was about to cry.

No crying, not even the most basic of cries.

This woman's tenacity caused Gong Siming's heart to twitch, as if something was pulling on her.

"Boss Gong, can I go now?"

Forcefully enduring the pain, Si Wan's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Seeing that Gong Siming did not say anything, Si Wan walked towards the door.

"Halt!"

The muffled sound was suppressed with all his might.

He obediently stopped moving forward and stood still on the spot. He didn't even turn his head back.

"Answer my question!"

Raising his head, he turned his back to Gong Siming.

"I didn't."

So what if I do, so what if I don't? You won't care about me.

"Turn around, look into my eyes and answer me!"

The change in his heart made Gong Siming even more angry.

He had obviously gone to the sanatorium before, but when he mentioned Si Wan again, there were no longer any changes in his emotions.

All of his emotions turned into anger towards Si Wan.

After organizing her emotions, Si Wan slowly turned around and stared into Gong Siming's eyes with a calm expression.

"I didn't."

He was determined to not allow anyone to question his words.

Seeing Si Wan looking at her so calmly, she thought about the complicated change that had occurred to her.

Gong Siming grabbed Si Wan's injured arm.

Looking at Si Wan's face which was gradually distorting due to the pain on her body.

He bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.

Since he wasn't afraid of pain, then he might as well make it worse.

Without any warning, Gong Siming bent over and fiercely kissed Si Wan's lips.

It was faint and sweet, mixed with a faint smell of blood, but it was like a hot poppies blooming, making Gong Siming feel like he was going crazy.

Like a tornado, he wantonly plundered everything in his path, making him wish that he could immediately submerge Si Wan into his own body.

Si Wan, who was forcefully enduring the pain, gradually lost consciousness under Gong Siming's storm-like plundering.

Extreme hypoxia caused beads of cold sweat to appear on his forehead.

He could vaguely feel something flowing out from his body.

Gong Siming's eyes were bloodshot. He looked extremely like a devil, beautiful and brutal.

His restless hands had long since reached into Si Wan's clothes.

With his practiced movements, he instantly unbuckled Si Wan's clothes.

After pushing Si Wan onto the sofa, Gong Siming quickly took off his shirt.

Tight and muscular, a bit too strong, a bit too weak. It was just right for a man to admire and a bit too attractive for a woman.

Si Wan who was struck fiercely recovered a bit of consciousness under the effect of the pain.

He pushed at the man on top of him.

"No, don't!"

His hoarse and weak voice was like a strong aphrodisiac, stimulating Gong Siming's desire to be buried deep within his body.

Without assessing Si Wan's pleas in the slightest, she tore Si Wan's white shirt into pieces.

"You can't, Gong Siming, you can't …"

He begged bitterly as tears flowed down his cheeks.

Both of them did not notice that the sleeves of the white shirt had already been dyed a dazzling bright red. Neither did they notice that Si Wan's lips had gradually lost their color.

After pressing Si Wan's hands behind her back, she buried her head in the middle of Si Wan's neck and forcefully planted her own scars.

Suddenly standing up, Gong Siming looked at Si Wan who was lying motionlessly on the sofa.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead, mixing with the tears at the corners of his eyes. Traces of blood could be seen on his bloodless lips.

Not just her lips, but her body and her hands were covered in fresh blood.

She anxiously carried Si Wan, but discovered that Si Wan's arm was continuously dripping blood.

He searched through the medical kit in a flurry, but could not find it.

Unable to care about anything else, he used his jacket to wrap Si Wan up. With his upper body naked, Gong Siming ran like the wind towards his car.

Hua Er had been anxiously guarding the door ever since Si Wan entered. Upon seeing such a scene, he could not help but be shocked.

She followed closely behind Gong Siming.

He opened the door for Gong Siming and quickly sat in the driver's seat.

The car drove at its fastest speed.

Gong Siming did not say a word, and tightly hugged Si Wan. Her one hand was tightly pressed to the bloody wound, but she did not stop at all.