My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

“Stop the car!”

Li Shengxiao clenched his fists tightly, forcibly suppressing his body’s reaction.

“Squeal!” The Bentley emitted a piercing screech, coming to an abrupt halt at the side of the road.

Gu Ming, who was driving in front, quickly turned his head and asked, “Mr. Li, what’s wrong?”

“Find a hotel!”

“A hotel?”

What for?

Didn’t the Lan Club have suites? If the president didn’t want to go back, he could just stay at the Lan Club.

“Just look for any hotel nearby, I need one right now!” Li Shengxiao didn’t explain the reason; he just gave the order.

Even if Gu Ming didn’t understand what he was up to, he obediently looked for a nearby four-star hotel and booked a room.

That was the only place with stars in the vicinity; the rest were just small inns.

The president couldn’t possibly stay at a small inn, could he?

“Mr. Li.” Once they reached the hotel room, Gu Ming helped open the door, “Here we are, this is the place.”

Li Shengxiao tossed his coat to him and instructed, “Wait for me outside, we’ll leave in half an hour!”

“Uh.”

Gu Ming caught the coat in a fluster, watching him enter the room. Shortly after, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Was Mr. Li here to take a shower?

His face was full of astonishment, hardly believing his own ears.

Clutching the coat and furrowing his brows, he pondered, “Could it be that Mr. Li doesn’t want Miss Rong to smell the alcohol on him?”

Half an hour later, the man, still dripping wet, finally emerged from the bathroom, changed into a fresh set of clothes, and took his coat from Gu Ming’s hands to put it on.

“Let’s go.”

Gu Ming looked at him with concern and said as they walked, “Mr. Li, you don’t look so well, should we go to the hospital first?”

The CEO’s hair was still dripping, his handsome face unnaturally pale, and a penetrating cold seemed to emanate from his entire body—as if he had used ice water for his entire shower.

One couldn’t help but admit he had accidentally guessed right.

Li Shengxiao had indeed taken a cold shower, braved the cold water for half an hour to quell the flames in his lower abdomen somewhat.

“No need!”

“But your complexion doesn’t look good; I’m worried you might catch a cold,” insisted Gu Ming, pushing his luck, “Let me help you dry your hair.”

“I said no need!”

“…Yes.”

After getting into the car, Li Shengxiao shut his eyes tightly and leaned back against the leather seat.

Having taken a cold shower, his body was exposed to the chill, which should have felt very cold. However, inside, there was still an unquenchable fire burning, straining his nerves, even causing his temples to throb.

In this state of contrast between ice and fire, he took out the cell phone he carried with him and opened the contacts list.

The name Rong Yan lay quietly in the only contact slot.

Still no message or call had come in; it was as if she hadn’t realized he was missing at all, with no intent on contacting him whatsoever.

His heart clenched fiercely, that extreme discomfort feeling as if an invisible knife was twisting inside his chest, slashing at the deepest part of his heart until it was bloody.

He had never experienced this feeling before—the urge to possess yet restrain himself. Such feelings had never appeared in his life’s dictionary!

But everything changed after meeting that woman.

To like, to want, to wish to monopolize… none of these desires outweighed the wish for her to reciprocate, for her to like him, for her to never leave!

Yanyan…

What should I do with you?