My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Yes, I am angry!
 

The man with the ramrod straight posture passed by her, carrying his unique scent in the air, “Mm.”

Rong Yan didn’t even have time to react before she saw him brushing past her.

“I’m going to take a shower.”

The distinguished man placed a bag on the table and finally gave her a glance, “These are cold medicines, see which one you’d like to take.”

He just glanced at Rong Yan, then looked away and headed for the bedroom.

His anger was so obvious, even if he was trying to contain it. Yanyan wasn’t blind; she could tell.

She took a deep breath and saw the man who had finally returned heading to the bedroom. Steeling her heart, she followed him.

“Li Shengxiao,” Rong Yan pushed open the door with one hand and upon entering, she saw him undressing.

He had already half-removed his black thin sweater, revealing his seemingly slender but actually firm and strong waist and the eye-catching merman lines even more so.

Her sudden intrusion did not panic him. He calmly finished taking off his shirt, grabbed a bathrobe nearby, and draped it over his body. His noble features betrayed no emotions, “Is there something?”

Rong Yan forced her gaze away from his merman lines, adjusted her breathing, looked up, and met his dark pupils, “I have something.”

Fearing he would leave and even more that he would refuse to communicate, she boldly walked over and grabbed his wrist, then continued, “You bought me cold medicine, which means you saw the message I sent you.”

Shengxiao’s eagle-like eyes shifted from his wrist, his deep gaze seemingly bottomless as if waiting for her to continue, unmoved from his spot.

“Why didn’t you reply to my message?” Rong Yan bit her lip, resolved to speak, “Li Shengxiao, are you angry with me?”

Angry? Li Shengxiao’s eyes gradually darkened, his gaze roaming over her face before he finally spoke, “Do you want to hear that I’m angry or not angry?”

“I want to hear the truth.” Rong Yan’s bright eyes looked at him, “I want to know your real feelings.”

“Real feelings?” Li Shengxiao narrowed his eyes and looked down at her intently, as though he wanted to devour her, “Are you sure you want to know my real feelings?”

His eyes seemed to hold a flicker of fire within them, enough to make Rong Yan’s heart race. Yet she still nodded firmly, “Yes. I want to know.”

The next second, her wrist was gripped in return, and before Yanyan could react, she was pinned down on the large bed. The imposing man leaning over her still bore a faint scent of alcohol, and under the light, his handsome face was like Apollo, exuding an overpowering presence as he closed in, “Yes! I am angry, I am angry, so what are you going to do, Yanyan?”

The words ‘Yanyan’ were laced with the restrained and controlled tension of an impending storm.

Even after admitting his anger and expressing his real emotions, he was still restraining the possessiveness that was a natural part of him.

Rong Yan was taken aback for a moment, her beautiful eyes reflecting his image.

“Didn’t you want me to admit that I’m angry? I’m angry because you crossed the bottom line of what I ask from you! I’m angry, and I even feel like I might lose control of myself.”

He had no demands of her, his only demand had always been for her to stay safe, away from harm! Yet she had gone and done something dangerous. So of course, he’s angry—fiercely angry—to the point of wanting to confine her, to keep her under his protective hold!