Doting too much on his wife: The CEO is too double-standard

She will be out of the hospital soon, and she will leave here too, so it's time for the dream to wake up...

Lan Shuyu sat motionless on the bed, as if lost in deep thought.

She lowered her eyes quietly, her gaze stopped on her injured arm, and her thick eyelashes cast a thin shadow on the lower eyelid.

She sat like this for an unknown amount of time, and when she raised her eyelids again, there was a bit of unshakable determination in those clear and calm eyes, as if she had made up her mind to make a choice.

In the dean's office.

As soon as Fang Siqi stepped in, before his butt was warm, the door was pushed open with great force.

When he looked up and saw Long Songyao walking in with a cold body, he couldn't help being startled.

Fang Siqi thought that after the warmth in the ward was suddenly interrupted by him just now, the two of them would feel regretful, so they might need to continue, but he didn't expect Long Songyao to come so soon.

"You guys finished it so soon?" he asked subconsciously, looking a little surprised.

"..." Fang Siqi quickly covered his mouth after asking the question, and at the same time greeted himself with 'beautiful language' in his heart.

He didn't mention that he didn't die so fast at first, but he raised his mouth, and Long Songyao directly narrowed his purple eyes that had stored ice, revealing the bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes.

It's strange, the air conditioner is turned on so low, why is it still so hot...

Fang Siqi unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not daring to look into his eyes at all.

Long Songyao didn't say a word, just walked to the sofa and sat down, resting his elbow on the edge of the sofa and resting his forehead with one hand, tightly pinching the temples on both sides with his slender fingers.

Seeing that something was wrong, Fang Siqi quickly stood up and walked towards the sofa area, but he didn't dare to get too close to Long Songyao, so he could only say anxiously:

"It turns out that you have been holding back your emotions just now. I thought you really controlled it. Could it be that the medicine I gave you last time didn't work for you?"

The man didn't answer, but just opened his eyes and glanced at him coldly, the answer was self-evident.

Just now Long Songyao acted so calmly in the ward, Fang Siqi thought that his condition had improved, but he didn't expect that all this was just an illusion he forcibly endured.

And he can bear it for so long, Fang Siqi really admires his perverted and amazing willpower.

Seeing his reticence, Fang Siqi opened the door of the office and walked out, stopping at the door of the room diagonally opposite the office.

He entered the password skillfully to open the door and walked in.

This is a large and well-equipped laboratory. He skillfully walked to a cabinet, opened one of the small cabinets, and took out a box of medicine.

Fang Siqi returned to the ward soon, and he found that the glass coffee table in front of the sofa had been broken all over the floor, the ground was full of glass shards and sundries, and there were a few eye-catching drops of blood on it.

The man on the sofa looked like Satan coming into the world, with his long legs bent and knees apart, his elbows resting on his knees, sitting there with his head bowed, exuding a vicious and decisive aura.

His wrists drooped naturally, and the hands hanging in the air were bleeding crimson blood. The blood slowly slid down along his slender fingers with well-defined joints, condensed together at his fingertips, and then fell drop by drop on the on the messy floor.

Fang Siqi quickly took out two pills, poured a glass of water and handed it to him tremblingly.

"Ah Yao, take the medicine first."

The man kept bowing his head unresponsively, as if he couldn't hear him.

Fang Siqi held the water glass in one hand and the medicine in the other, so he couldn't free his hands at all, so he could only lightly touch his arm with his elbow.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Long Songyao suddenly raised his head, his bloodthirsty eyes were full of murderous intent, and the bloody hand was bent into a claw shape, and stretched straight towards him, savagely took hold of his neck.

With his powerful and terrifying hand strength, he can easily break Fang Siqi's neck with just a slight twist.

Fang Siqi's eyes widened, he didn't dare to struggle for a moment, he could only look at him hopelessly, but when he saw Long Songyao's irrational deep purple eyes, his eyes were full of hopeless fear.

"Ah Yao, wake up, I'm Aqi!" He begged and shouted, hoping to wake up his rationality.

Long Songyao heard a familiar voice, and his frozen purple pupil seemed to loosen a bit.

He closed his eyes, cupped his other hand on his temple, and shook his head violently before opening them again.

When he saw that Fang Siqi was about to be strangled to death by himself, a trace of confusion flashed in his pupils, and then he let go of his hand like an electric shock.

His face was always flushed from trying to bear it, and the veins on his forehead continued to bulge. It felt like his whole body was about to explode. A trace of unspeakable pain crossed his handsome face, as well as a trace of imperceptible sadness...

As soon as Fang Siqi got relief, he hurried over and put the medicine into his mouth without caring about taking his time, and then put the water glass near his mouth for him to swallow the medicine.

Fortunately, Long Songyao, who regained some sanity, took the medicine cooperatively.

In less than 2 minutes, the eyelids of the man on the sofa sank and he fell asleep.

Fang Siqi helped him to lie down on the sofa, and then sat on the sofa beside him to relax for a while, then stood up and looked at the sleeping man and the terribly messy floor with a complicated face.

He sighed, took out the medical tools and bandaged the wound on his hand, and then silently cleaned up the mess on the ground.

After finishing these things, almost half an hour has passed. He returned to his desk and sat down exhausted. Just as he wanted to take a rest, the man on the sofa had slowly woken up.

sin...

Fang Siqi groaned sadly in his heart.

Long Songyao sat up from the sofa and sat still. He glanced down at the wound on his hand before he remembered what happened just now.

He frowned tightly, looking a little annoyed.

Fang Siqi found that his pupils had returned to the dark black they used to be, so he walked over with confidence, and sat down on the sofa opposite him, "How is it? You won't feel uncomfortable now, will you?"

"Ah."

"It's been a long time since your last attack, and nothing major has happened recently, why are you suddenly stimulated again?" Fang Siqi clasped his hands and propped his chin, asking a little puzzled.

Long Songyao stared at him expressionlessly, and didn't intend to answer his question, so the words 'Don't mind your own business' were written on his face.

Thinking of the scene he saw in the ward just now, Fang Siqi continued without any discernment: "Oh... I see, it must be that girl again, right? No wonder, I just said why you suddenly lost your temper.

It seems that this little girl is really capable, she easily made our young master Long so angry that he became sick, but what I didn't expect was that you were afraid to frighten her, not only did not dare to attack her, but also forced her to Put up with everything.Do you know that you almost broke yourself just now?

Is it really worthwhile for you to hurt your body just to take care of her emotions?But don't regret it until you get angry and aggravate your symptoms. "

Looking at Fang Siqi, who was smart and kept chattering in front of him, Long Songyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold and impatient tone: "I just know, I regret that I didn't unscrew your neck just now, That way your mouth can stop for a while."