《Remember Self-Control: Bossy Husband Loves Me Deep to Soul》C3. The Charity Party
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Villa of the Gong Family
Si Wan keeps turning over in bed and pulling her hair, and the words in her message box are repeatedly written out and deleted.
Suddenly Yan Xiuya’s text message arrives: “Have you informed Ming of the charity party?”
Receiving the message, Si Wan’s heart gives a violent bound and she thinks of her mother-in-law's always serious and cold eyes. With a nevous heart, her ambivalence and struggle are pressed back into a dark corner.
Quickly getting up from bed, she sends a message to Gong Siming: “There's a charity party tomorrow night. Mother wants us to go together.”
After waiting for a long time, the blank screen still has no message on it: Gong Siming does not reply.
Si Wan knows that Gong Siming must have read the text message. A bitter smile curves her lips and she falls down to the bed. After a moment of dizziness, she then sends Gong Siming the address and time. “I'll wait for you at the gate of the party at seven o’clock tomorrow.”
In the end, she whispers cautiously, “I won’t leave until I see you.”
But she does not have the courage to send the last sentence to Gong Siming.
The Bar.
The prompt tone sounds again. Gong Siming looks at the cell phone with a blank face, and then ignores it. Throwing the cell phone aside, he closes his eyes indifferently.
When Zhang Qilin sees the contents on the lock screen, he then knows that it is something about tomorrow evening’s charity party. So he asks Gong Siming in a low voice, “Hey, are you going there?”
Without raising his eyelids, Gong Siming puts one of his arms over eyes and gives a cold hum. ……
The next day, in terms of the charity party, Xiaoyu makes an appointment with the stylist for Si Wan. The styling begins at 9 a.m. and not until 6 p.m. does Si Wan finally finish everything, after which she hurries to the charity party.
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Xiaoyu glances at the beautiful woman beside her who wears a red haute couture gown with a defined waist which makes her elegant and solemn; her skin now looks whiter than ice and snow and her face shines brighter than stars.
Si Wan always wears light make-up at work, which looks beautiful and clean. And today, she can be considered as impeccable with delicate make-up covering every of her pore. Her perfect oval face is vividly displayed: distant mountains-shaped eyebrows show the air of gentility and tranquility; and the corner of her eyes, with the decoration of eye make-up, now seems like elegant phoenix tail.
Looking at Si Wan, Xiaoyu is obsessed with her beauty: “Director, although I’m used to your light make-up, now I really want to say that you look so glamorous.”
Xiaoyu feels it a pity that Gong Siming always humiliates Si Wanin that way. Such a beautiful and elegant woman should have been better treasured by the world.
Si Wan smiles and does not respond. When arriving at the charity party, she tells Xiaoyu to go first and she herself will wait for Gong Siming at the gate.
She looks at her wrist watch frequently, feeling upset only for that one person.
Dressed in radiant clothes, Si Wan waits for Gong Siming alone at the gate of the charity party. People who pass by look at her with different faces, and some acquaintances are even deliberately whispering something, which is little more than ironies intolerable to the ear.
Si Wan pretends not to hear the rumors and just lowers her eyes to the cell phone.
She comes here relatively early and has been waiting for Gong Siming for more than an hour. Xiaoyu has already told her on the phone that the charity party is about to begin.
“Why hasn't he come yet?” She's very upset: the auction is about to start, if he doesn't come...
Grasping her dress unconsciously, Si Wan’s heart is beating fast, and the anxiety on her face is clearly revealed.
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A Maybach stops slowly in front of her, and the servant rushes over to open the door.
Being long in coming, Gong Siming wears a royal-blue suit which tightly covers his fierce aura and makes him look coldly elegant and deadly seductive.
“Here you are.” Si Wan steps forward but dares not approach him; she lowers her head and hides the joy in her eyes.
Gong Siming glances at the woman in front of him and satirizes: “This dress is ruined by you.”
But no one sees the flash of amazement in his eyes. When Si Wan gets disappointed, the man has left her and entered the gate alone.
Behind him Si Wan keeps silent, but quickly runs a few steps forward, making sure that she’s following him.
The charity auction just begins. Although they sit together, Gong Siming ignores Si Wan apparently; but for Si Wan, simply sitting quietly beside him already makes her heart beat like a drum.……
Although he is the CEO of Gongshi Group, Gong Siming seldom appears on such a formal occasion. Even if he comes tonight, he will just do it as a mere formality and turn a deaf ear to the charity party.
Si Wan buys several antiques for a charity donation. After the auction, there is a cocktail party that everyone is looking forward to. As the junior successor of the Gong Family, Gong Siming seldom attends such party, and there are a lot of people who want to get in touch with him. Si Wan follows Gong Siming all the time, smiling with dignity and generosity but without talking to others
Even if Gong Siming turns a blind eye to her, there are many women who envy Si Wan a lot at the party.
Han Jingjing has been invited to the party, but she doesn’t expect that Gong Siming would appear on such an occasion and would be followed by the abominable Si Wan.
She crowds over, twisting her waist, and then half leans on Gong Siming’s body; with a tender smile on her face, she smiles, “Boss Gong, what a coincidence.”
Being pushed aside, Si Wan clenches her fists. Seeing that Gong Siming puts his arm around Han Jingjing’s waist in public, which is to deliberately make her embarrassed, Si Wan bites her lip and turns around awkwardly: out of sight, out of mind.
“Si Wan?” Suddenly someone pats her shoulder, and a unique warm voice leads her to turn around, and Si Wan’s eyebrows are raised because of surprise: “Boss Mu.”
Mu Zhishen once cooperated with Si Wan and showed love to her, but was refused.
Now meeting again, there is no embarrassment on his warm and handsome face, andhe is still as kind as before: “I didn't expect such a coincidence. Director Si, would you like to have a drink with me?”
He hands over a glass of champagne, looking modest and courteous.
Smiling in return, Si Wan agrees: “Sure.”
They have a lot of common topics of conversation as they both do business, which makes their communication quite pleasant.
Not far away, Gong Siming notices the obvious attentions of Mu Zhishen. Feeling disdain, his eyebrows knit in a frown, and his aura of aggressiveness somehow gets not as strong as before.
Right after he starts to move, he sees that Xiaoyu suddenly comes to Si Wan and whispers, “Director, Manager Zhang is over there, he’s the partner of our repluse bay joint project which is under negotiating...”
Giving Mu Zhishen an apologizing look, Si Wan says: “Boss Mu, see you next time.”
She raises her glass and drinks it all.
Mu Zhishen gives her a soft smile, like a warm jade in the fields, “See you.”
After saying goodbye to Mu Zhishen, Si Wan is just to walk over but is suddenly stopped by Gong Siming: “What’s your relationship with that flirting man?”
Don’t Play Dead and more ahead on Flying Lines.
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