In the Gong Group.

A timid head shrank back from the door and exclaimed, "The director is here."

Si Wan was wearing a high-cut dress decorated with fashionable flowers, elegant and beautiful, with a graceful smile on the corner of her mouth.

As soon as she entered the company, she noticed that the atmosphere in the company was very tense today. She looked around slightly. Everyone's eyes were full of sarcasm, as if they were watching a good show, as if she was playing with a monkey in a zoo.

"Director." Seeing that Si Wan's expression was slightly gloomy, secretary Xiaoyu quickly stepped forward and spoke to Si Wan, "Director... Mr. Gong is here. He's in your office."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd sneered and said, "Childe Gong, you're here. There's going to be a good show."

Si Wan married the most powerful man in the Capital. Her husband was the CEO of the Gong Group.

The Old Master of the Gong family was full of military exploits. His father was the mayor, and his mother was the chairman of the Gong Group. Gong Siming quickly secured the position of president of the Gong Group with her sharp business skills. The Gong Group had a wide range of experience and played an important role in the business world.

Therefore, the Gong family was an emperor-like existence in the capital. Gong Siming, who was admired by tens of thousands of people and had an evil appearance, was the husband and ideal lover of all the women in the capital.

However, Si Wan wasn't superior to the company because of this.

This was because—Gong Siming hated her wife very much. This was a secret that everyone knew.

"Got it." Hearing the whispers of the crowd, Si Wan's eyes narrowed as usual. The smile on the corners of her lips disappeared a little as she said in a low voice, "If there's nothing else, let's all go back to work."

Xiaoyu carefully followed behind Si Wan and reminded her in a low voice, "Director... Han Ji is inside as well."

Si Wan's gaze froze for a moment, her face expressionless. "Mm."

Xiaoyu pursed his lips and lowered his eyes to hide the pity in his eyes. Then, he cleverly retreated.

Si Wan's face froze for a moment. She took a deep breath and calmly walked into the office. Reaching out her hand to the handle of the door, she paused for a moment before finally opening the door slightly.

"Well... Marshal... don't..." Before she entered the office, she heard the woman call him ' Marshal Gong' in a charming voice. The man's evil voice was mixed with ambiguous breathing and rose and fell. "Call out loudly, okay?"

Si Wan's little hand was completely frozen on the handle of the door. The veins on the back of her fair and slender hand bulged out one by one. Under the surface of her skin, it was dangerous. Her heart was pounding. The ' Gong Shuai' that that woman was talking about was her husband who had been married for a year, but she had never touched a finger of hers. Now she was openly and warmly in her office...

He shouted loudly. Who did he want to hear? Who did he want to embarrass?

Si Wan bit her lips and took a deep breath. The knuckles on her fingertips turned white, and her sexy collarbone rose and fell several times under the unstable breathing of her chest.

With a 'clang' sound, Si Wan slowly opened the door and entered. Only then did the sounds inside come to an abrupt halt. Her lips were pale, but her face was almost calm.

On the sofa of Si Wan's office, the man leaned back lazily. His legs were straight and slightly bent. A seductive and sexy woman was sitting on Gong Siming's lap.

The man's black suit jacket was thrown on the desk in a mess. All the buttons of his white shirt were untied, and his muscular body was well-defined. His eight abdominal muscles were full of enthusiasm, and his bronze skin was sexy and charming.

The woman twisted her body and leaned over to lean against his chest. Her exquisite armor was hidden in the depths of his chest, which made people's imagination run wild. "Commander-in-chief..."

Si Wan acted as if she didn't notice. She picked up a document pressed under the computer without looking sideways. Her heart was cold and she shivered, but she pretended to be calm. She turned to look at Gong Siming and said, "If you don't have the money to get a room, I can give it to you."

She stopped in front of them and said in a cold tone, "Don't do this in my office. I think it's dirty."

"It's that damn face with a thousand-year-old iceberg again!"

Gong Siming hated seeing Si Wan, who was as numb as rotten wood...

"Siwan..." Gong Siming's thin lips moved and his deep voice flowed out like a gorgeous piano tune. He pushed away the woman on top of him and leaned forward. His tall and straight figure pressed down on the top of her head, covering the sky with a fierce aura that made it hard for Si Wan to breathe.

She raised her head slightly and looked into Gong Siming's eyes, which were as cold as ice. He warned her, "Who allowed you to talk to me like this? Well, don't forget your identity!"

Si Wan smiled wryly in her heart. Who was she?

"The nominal wife of the Eldest Young Master of the Gong family?"

The murderer who killed Gong Siming's first love?

"The Young Madam who has no status in the Gong family?"

Or was it a joke that everyone in the imperial capital knew?

She just loved a person. She was so low that she was like dust. She was a poor person.

"I'm sorry, I went too far." Si Wan's eyes were in a trance, but she calmly apologized.

However, Si Wan's obedience angered Gong Siming even more. His fierce eyes suddenly darkened a little. "You just need to apologize with your mouth? You have to show some sincerity."

Through the table, Gong Siming poked her slender body and looked at Si Wan's chest with mocking eyes. Her meaning was obvious.

Subconsciously, Si Wan raised her hand to cover the clothes on her chest. She looked up in horror and stared at Gong Siming in a daze. Gong Siming's mysterious face seemed to come from the depths of the creator's heart. Her sharp and smooth lines showed the arrogance of a soldier. Her pale and thin lips curled into a mocking smile, adding a hint of superiority to her.

Gong Siming sneered. With a lazy smile, she grabbed Si Wan's arm and pulled her into her embrace. "Si Wan, what are you trying to do? Hmm? You tried all means to marry me back then, but now you're pretending to be pure and innocent. Who are you trying to show off to?"

Si Wan struggled desperately and didn't want to be humiliated like this in front of other women. She said bitterly, "Gong Siming, let go of me..."

Han Qiu, who had been ignored, became angry when she saw this. She squeezed her way in like a spoiled child and said, "Commander-in-chief, don't pay attention to such an ignorant woman."

She had put in so much effort to climb up to such a rich man. She had just seduced him, so she couldn't let him run away like this.

Gong Siming suddenly threw her hand away coldly. "If you don't want to be unlucky, get out of here!"

It was true that Han Ji did not dare to provoke Gong Siming. She glared hatefully at the pale-faced Si Wan and pursed her lips as she rolled away.

Shocked by his cold aura, Si Wan's heart skipped a beat. She lifted her leg and tried to run, but Gong Siming was tall and had long legs. She took a small step forward and easily held Si Wan in her arms. She dragged her forcefully onto the bed in the lounge. Without any control over her strength, Si Wan slammed a big hole in the soft bed and jumped up in embarrassment.

"Ha!" Gong Siming sneered. She took off her white shirt with one hand, revealing her strong and strong body, and pressed toward Si Wan.

Si Wan was on guard. Feeling angry and powerless at his insulting posture, she struggled desperately. "Gong Siming, let go of me first. What are you doing? This is the company, you can't..."

Gong Siming pressed down the corner of her lips and bit her hard. "Si Wan, you're my legitimate wife. Why can't I?"

The tip of her nose smelled like a woman's pungent perfume. Thinking of Gong Siming and that woman just now...

Blue veins stood out on Si Wan's forehead and her eyes were red with grievance. She couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "Gong Siming, you're disgusting. You have a strong taste. I just finished it with someone else, and now..."

Gong Siming's big hand froze. "Disgusting? You're really disgusting. Even if I have a strong taste, I'm not interested in your disgusting look."

After saying that, Gong Siming glanced at her coldly and directly slammed the door and left.