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

Huaer, standing outside the door, couldn’t help frowning at the sound of the battle inside.

Right when he rejoiced at the silence, he heard a sudden roar of Gong Siming.

Without further ado, he informed the private jet to stand by.

Pushing open the door, he saw Gong Siming standing still by the window.

“President Gong, it’s all set, we are good to go.”

Following Gong Siming from behind, Huaer saw broken pieces of furniture and his cellphone, curious about how Gong Siming came out of the battle ruins miraculously free from dust.

This man was so destructive. He warned himself to be cautious from now on.

Someday President Gong might be seized by a whim and lock him up with these ruins.

Merely the thought of that sent shivers down his spine.

Along the way, Gong Siming, fuming with anger, kept a straight face. As long as he didn’t utter a sound, people all around would be too scared to breathe.

At the Mystery Bar.

The heavy metal, as loud as bombers, dizzied people.

Nevertheless, people came here just for such fantastic stimuli.

Be it disappointing romance, troublesome work or annoying family issues.

Troubles like these would be dispelled from their minds by deafening music, voluptuous beauties, and handsome boys.

In the booths, all kinds of carnal scenes were on. Under the catalysis of alcohol and drugs, people all played different roles from their usual ones.

No matter if you were nobody, a celebrity or a businessperson, as long as you were rich, you would become the god of the place.

Only one booth was utterly different from the flashy outside world.

Three men sat on a luxurious sofa in their own comfortable ways.

The wine in their goblets rippled with external vibration.

They only had one thing in common. Their faces were filled with anxiety.

“Hua’er called and said that Junior Master Gong would arrive soon.”

Zhuo Ni, sitting on the left side of the sofa, broke the silence.

The anxiety on the faces of the other two men, especially Fu Gongyan, became more intense.

“For this, he even postponed his business abroad. It appears he is really angry this time.”

After that, Fu Gongyan tossed off the wine in his goblet.

“Junior Master Lin, how do you think I should explain this?”

With an anxious look, he took a glance at Zhang Qilin who was sprawling on the sofa with his eyes closed.

“Tell him the truth!”

He restored his usual composure and gave a faint smile.

Since he cared about Wan so much, why would he cruelly hurt her?

“Tell you what, I heard Junior Master Gong destroyed his house at the sight of that photo!”

He had thought Gong Siming didn’t love Si Wan and thus intended to tease him.

The trouble he had caused was far beyond his expectation.

To Fu Gongyan, Gong Siming could do nothing. But he didn’t want to jeopardize Gong Siming’s romance.

This was purely out of his brotherly love rather than the cooperation between their families.

Their friendship lasted for so long. Family ties were only one factor, what mattered the most was their sworn brotherhood.

What the four men had experienced together was incomparable.

He had to admit he had gone too far this time!

“Don’t worry, now he has flown into a temper, which is a good sign.”

Hearing this, Zhang Qilin was much relieved.

“What about you?”

Fu Gongyan just wouldn’t change his troublemaker quality.

“I told him the truth.”

Glancing at Zhang Qilin with admiration, Fu Gongyan gave him a thumbs-up.

“I’m impressed! Aren’t you afraid Junior Master Gong might force you to join the army?”

Shooting a fierce glance, Zhang Qilin picked up a goblet, pretending to hit him.

The victim reflexively blocked it with his arm.

The three men laughed at the same time.

The door was banged open.

The menacing arrival of Gong Siming muted these three men.

“Junior Master Gong, I paid for that door!”

Said Zhuo Ni with a helpless look.

“The three of you seem quite delighted. What is it? Fill me in and cheer me up.”

While speaking, he fixed his eyes on Fu Gongyan.

He didn’t show any interest in a joke but was extracting confession by mental torturing.

“We are celebrating your being single again hereafter!”

Was he fanning the flames with these words?

Turning around, Gong Siming shoot a fierce glare at Zhang Qilin.

“You are welcome, the photo we sent you was hard to get!”

Said Zhang Qilin with a smile, facing Gong Siming without the slightest fear of the menace in his eyes.

Finally seizing an opportunity to explain, Fu Gongyan would not miss it.

“Yeah, you didn’t see Si Wan’s neat overarm throw. If I hadn’t turned on burst mode, I would never have captured that second.”

Since Gong Siming didn’t speak, Fu Gongyan added.

“Picked out from hundreds of photos, that one features the best angle and definition. But I deleted the others lest they might affect your divorce with Si Wan.”

From his words, Gong Siming was smart enough to imagine the scene.

He secretly set his mind at ease, but his facial expression remained cynical.

He acted in the way they used to joke.

“Shut up! Lin, you met Si Wan!”

He scolded Fu Gongyan without turning around. Staring at Zhang Qilin, he asked.

“Yes, I did.”

Said Zhang Qilin imperturbably as always, swirling the wine glass in his hand.

He acted like seeing her made no difference.

“Don’t you have anything on your mind?”

He then gave a mysterious smile.

Zhang Qilin turned around with a gentle look and spoke imperturbably.

“What do you think?”

His implication was clear. What I said didn’t matter, what you thought did.

“I think we’re brothers.”

Said Gong Siming affirmatively.

After pouring a glass of wine, he passed it to Gong Siming. They toasted and tossed off their wine.

“Still conscientious, aren’t you?”

The four men laughed as if nothing had happened just now.

The relationship among brothers were just like this. They absolutely trusted each other.

On the battlefields, they used to count on each other for survival.

They were still willing to trust each other with their lives right here, right now.

Even so, Zhang Qilin knew it clearly that love allowed no doubt.

So, there were things in which he still needed to lend a hand.

“Ming, I still have one question for you.”

Zhang Qilin had always been like this. Although he grew up in the army, he had a gentle and noble temperament.

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The main reason why he joined the army was to toughen himself and be as strong as Gong Siming so that he could protect the one he cared about.

And he was invincible in one aspect. He could maintain absolute sanity no matter when.

Whatever the situation was, he could always come up with the best solution quickly.

Moreover, he also knew how to get the information he needed from others.