Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love-Chapter 195 - 194: Husband, You Are So Charming!

Chapter 195: Chapter 194: Husband, You Are So Charming!

The man’s brisk pine scent mixed with a faint trace of tobacco hit her nose, blending into a uniquely enchanting aura that she couldn’t get enough of.

She sniffed, like a little dog, taking in his scent.

Seeing her actions, a light, thin smile spread across the man’s deep and profound eyes.

“That smells good?”

Ming Yao yawned, “So good that I feel like sleeping.”

The man’s face changed suddenly.

His fingertips touched her stunning face, and his black eyes grew dangerous, “It seems my charm isn’t enough.”

How could she think about sleeping in such a situation, if not for a lack of charm?

Just as Ming Yao was about to say something, the man grabbed her chin and kissed her fiercely.

On the bedroom carpet, buttons from the man’s black shirt were scattered everywhere.

In her muddled thoughts, Ming Yao was slightly annoyed.

She shouldn’t have said that his scent made her want to sleep!

Now she wanted to sleep, but there was no chance for that.

…

Ming Yao didn’t go out for two days straight.

Meals were brought up to her by Aunt Zhong.

Around noon, Aunt Zhong brought the phone to Ming Yao, who was lying in bed, her voice lazy, “Hello?”

Aunt Zhong looked at the woman wearing a man’s shirt, with the silk quilt slipping to her waist and her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her fair complexion radiating allure, and felt her own face heat up.

Hearing Ming Yao’s slightly hoarse voice, the man’s deep and cool voice unconsciously softened, “Little Yao, have you blocked me?”

His calls didn’t go through, and WeChat notified him that he was not a contact anymore.

Ming Yao felt sore all over; she had hardly slept last night and was still a bit muddled.

“What?”

Gu Siting repeated patiently, “You blocked my phone number and WeChat?”

Only then did Ming Yao remember what had happened.

She huffed lightly, “Whose fault is it for throwing a tantrum in my office last time, and not coming home at night?”

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“Can you let me out of the doghouse now? I have a contract for you to look at,” he said.

Ming Yao yawned, “Just letting you out like this doesn’t quite satisfy me!”

“Tell me, what do you want me to do?”

“I want He Ji’s porridge tonight, and you have to drive there yourself to buy it!”

From Gu Corporation to He Ji, it would take an hour’s drive, and traffic might be even worse during rush hour.

“And the porridge cannot be cold,” Ming Yao added.

Aunt Zhong stood aside, secretly astonished.

Could the Fourth Master, busy with myriad tasks every day, really go himself?

The man on the phone chuckled lowly, “Okay.”

“Fine then, I’ll let you out for now.”

After Ming Yao let Gu Siting out of the doghouse, she received the perfume advertisement contract he sent her.

After looking over the contract, Ming Yao couldn’t help but sigh.

Having a big shot husband isn’t bad after all. If this keeps up, how would she cope with wanting to be a freeloader?

Ming Yao forwarded the contract to Zhong Ling for her to deal with it.

The man offered her a nice endorsement fee in the contract, and after thinking it over, Ming Yao snapped a selfie and sent it to him.

Gu Siting, upon hearing a WeChat notification, opened it to take a look.

And with that look, he was slightly taken aback.

The woman was half-lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes blurry with seductive moisture, her red lips, bitten by her teeth, stunningly attractive. She was looking at the camera with a slightly raised eyebrow, strikingly beautiful and willful. The innocence and desire that seeped from her bones stirred a deep, irresistible urge.

Gu Siting saved the photo she sent, putting it in a private album, not wanting anyone else to see it.

……

Ming Yao didn’t expect that a casual photo she sent to the man would result in her being unable to leave Imperial Garden for three days.

“Do I still have to go to work? Do I still need a job?”

This damn man, doing this every day, doesn’t he ever get tired of it?

The man stroked her head, “Mrs. Gu, has your husband’s skills improved?”

Ming Yao had already learned her lesson.

If she said he hadn’t improved, she guessed her fate would be quite miserable.

She nodded vigorously, “The speed of improvement is like a rocket taking off.”

The man, “…”

“Don’t overthink it, I’m talking about the speed of improvement, not any other speed, ha.”

The man snorted coldly, his gaze seemingly saying: You know what’s good for you.

Ming Yao watched as the man entered the bathroom and let out a long sigh of relief.

This damn man, it seems he’s finally planning to let her go!

After Gu Siting left for work after breakfast, Jing Hang came to find Ming Yao.

Jing Hang had recently been a grumpy petsitter in a rural courtyard.

He came to complain to his senior sister, but when he saw her walking out of the bedroom, he was completely dumbfounded.

“Holy crap, senior sister, have you been busy with work recently, or have you been busy rolling in the sheets with your nominal husband?”

Ming Yao was wearing a nightgown Gu Siting had bought for her, her delicate white neck exposed with noticeable red marks, making her skin appear even fairer and more delicate, like morning dew, pure and beautiful.

Ming Yao led Jing Hang to the living room, where she lazily leaned back on the sofa, her beautiful eyes lifting slightly to look at Jing Hang, “Did you come just to criticize me?”

Ming Yao, already a ravishing beauty, looked completely radiant after being well-cared for, luminous and dazzling to the point of being almost unbearable to look at directly.

Jing Hang coughed twice, “Senior sister, have you looked in a mirror?”

Ming Yao arched an eyebrow, “What’s wrong?”

“The night is short and the day rises high; from now on the king will not hold early court. Are you trying to make your nominal husband into a neglectful king?”

Ming Yao gave Jing Hang a blank look, “Don’t talk nonsense, he goes to the morning court on time every day.”

Jing Hang remembered the reason he had come to see Ming Yao and took a document out of his bag.

“Senior sister, the paternity test results are in.”

The fingertips that Ming Yao was running through her hair paused slightly.

She seemed indifferent, as if she didn’t care, but her densely trembling eyelashes betrayed her inner emotions.

“Hmm, how is it?”

Jing Hang took out the test document and said with a furrowed brow, “It’s a bit complicated.”

Ming Yao picked up the test results and glanced at them.

The results showed that she and Ming Guoan did not have a biological father-daughter relationship, but they were not strangers either; they had some degree of blood relation.

Ming Yao looked at Jing Hang, “Have you asked the people at the test center?”

Jing Hang nodded, “I have, and it looks like even though Ming Guoan is not your biological father, he could possibly be your uncle or something similar.”

The fingertips holding the document tightened slightly.

The doubts in her heart suddenly cleared up a lot.

No wonder Ming Guoan and Jiang Biyun didn’t like her and only doted on Ming Wan; it turned out she was not their biological daughter.

No wonder Old Madam Ming favored her and felt sorry for her; it turned out she was the child of Old Madam Ming’s daughter or another son.

But Ming Yao had never heard about Old Madam Ming having any other children.

There must be some secret she didn’t know about!

“Can you help me look into whether the Old Madam has other children? Why would they hide this from me, making me the daughter of Ming Guoan and Jiang Biyun?”

Jing Hang nodded.

“Oh, senior sister, there’s one more thing, I have to tell you. Senior Brother said something very important when he left that night.”