Closing the door, Gong Siming takes off his coat and throws it aside in disgust. The pungent perfume even makes him frown.

“What the hell did that woman spray on herself?” Walking into the bathroom, Gong Siming remembers Si Wan whose smell is much better. She’s got a faint fragrance that makes people much more comfortable.

While thinking, Gong Siming suddenly gets in a bad mood. Why did he call to mind Si Wan? Last night was the same. Being in the sulks, he went to the nightclub where he happened to meet Han Jingjing. But at that time he was obsessed with Si Wan, so he only chatted with Han Jingjing all the night. Now, thinking about what he did last night, he really feels that he was crazy.

Today, when confronted with Si Wan, he unexpectedly felt kind of guilty; he thought that she would question him, but as she seemed so indifferent, now it’s his turn to have a mixed feeling.

“You said you like me, but after seeing these, you are not angry at all. Which is your real self?” Feeling being unfairly treated, Gong Siming is seized with a restlessness he cannot account for.

Does she really have a new lover? This idea makes him suffocated, “I will see how long you can tolerate.”

Without finding that his mood is now under the influence of Si Wan, Gong Siming tries to figure out how to improve his significance to her; meanwhile he is kind of looking forward to her angry look.

The twilight falls slowly. Today once again, Gong Siming didn’t return home on time. Standing by the window, Si Wan gives a slight sigh and walks away.

He is Gong Siming, after all. What is she looking forward to? Suddenly a squawk of honk makes her heart beat violently, and a dazzling light falls on her face.

“He finally comes back?” A slight smile flickers over her face. Although he has broken her heart, his figure still makes her heart thump wildly.

“Gong Siming…” Si Wan walks outside to meet him, but Gong Siming passes her by as if he didn’t see her.

“You’re back.” The smile becomes frozen on her face. Her voice is also lowered slowly at the moment when he passes by Si Wan who smells the familiar perfume which leads to her heartache.

Once again, he’s with other women… Slightly closing her eyes, Si Wan holds back the bitterness in her heart and returns to her expressionless look.

“Grandfather is upstairs. Don’t let him see you.” Si Wan holds tightly her arms, with her fists gradually clenched in her elbows, “Gong Siming, please behave yourself when you’re at home, after all, this is your house and your family.”

Si Wan turns away without giving him a look. She’s afraid that if she takes a second look, she won’t help questioning whether he has respect for his wife.

With slow and heavy steps, Si Wan walks away. A smoldering anger emerges in Gong Siming’s eyes: doesn’t she want to ask where he has gone, what he has done, and why he has the smell of alcohol and perfume?

Gong Siming gives a snort, and goes upstairs in a fit of pique. The noise he intentionally makes also hurts Si Wan who has turned away.

“Hey, fetch me a change of clothes. I’m going to the bathroom.” Standing upstairs gives Gong Siming a commanding view. He looks Si Wan in the eye arrogantly, after which Si Wan’s eyebrows have knitted together in a little frown.

There are servants, why ask them to help? “Shall I find someone for you?”

“No, I mean you.” Gong Siming intentionally stresses the word “you”, and the teasing expression in his eyes clearly shows up in front of Si Wan; before Si Wan retorts upon him, Gong Siming continues:

“Aren’t you my wife? Won’t you even do me a small favor? Even if we are divorced, it doesn’t mean you won’t do a favor for other men.”

Gong Siming leans on the banister lazily. After his words, Si Wan lowers her head and goes to his room silently.

Gong Siming feels a little unpleasant as Si Wan chooses to tolerate again. He has mentioned divorce, but Si Wan has no reaction. Apparently, she has fallen in love with someone else. Loosing his neckband, Gong Siming gives a snort and turns away.

Si Wan wants to ask a servant for help, but what Gong Siming said just now makes a little sense to her. As his wife, sometimes it’s her duty to do something for him, although she will leave him soon.

Si Wan rummages through Gong Siming’s wardrobe as she never touched his underclothes before. After a long while, she finally finds them somewhere in the wardrobe.

“What on earth is he thinking?” Blushing with shame, Si Wan remembers that she has never touched the underclothes of a male.

Putting the change of clothes outside the bathroom, Si Wan can hear the sound of water inside it, and she feels her face kind of burning.

“Just some clothes, you are overreacted.” Patting on her burning face, Si Wan tries to calm down.

“I put your clothes outside.” Si Wan says aloud. She is about to leave, but the sound of water in the bathroom stops suddenly.

With a click, the door of the bathroom opens and Gong Siming who is only in a bath towel appears in front of her. His strong body in great shape is suddenly enlarged before her eyes, to which Si Wan lets out a little cry.

“What are you doing? You’ve got nothing on…” Finding Si Wan’s face flushing, Gong Siming frowns: who will wear clothes while taking a bath?

However, she looks quite lovely when she flushes. Gong Siming unexpectedly becomes a little pleasant, approaching her like making mischief, he asks: “What if I don't wear anything?”

He whispers like a demon, which makes the tips of her ears burning as well, “Nobody cares, have it your way.”

Si Wan hurries to leave the room as if she were escaping, but she keeps her calm look as usual. Gong Siming laughs in a low voice, and his whole body trembles slightly because of joy.

Entering her own room, Si Wan angrily shuts the door, after which she takes a breath of relief and throws herself on the bed; her violently beating heart gradually becomes normal again.

“You are so disappointing. This is nothing but you…” Taking a deep breath, Si Wan knows that it is such a casual contact with him that makes her hesitant to leave, “Don’t forget that he will never love you.”

Si Wan falls asleep with disappointment. Only in dreams can she get rid of the curse named Gong Siming.

For several days, Gong Siming has returned home with the smell of alcohol, and every time he would absolutely show up before Si Wan. Si Wan considers this as his intentional humiliation to her because of Feng Ling; but Gong Siming’s mother, as an outsider, has understood everything clearly.

Yan Xiuya knows her son better than anyone else. Gong Siming is seemingly trying to draw Si Wan’s attention, but in such a strange way he will never achieve what he wants. And to some

Observing the two in silence, Yan Xiuya feels more and more worried.

“Gong Siming, come with me.”

Yan Xiuya has no patience any more. She finally decides to give some hints to her foolish son who is shrewd in dealing with the corporate affairs, but becomes surprisingly dumb when it comes to emotional problems. As his mother, she can’t be an outsider any longer.

The Roses