Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: He Came for Her

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Madam Gu saw that Ming Yao wouldn’t yield unless under extreme pressure, so she gave her henchmen a meaningful glance, “Grab her!”

As one of the henchmen lunged at Ming Yao, she slipped off her high heels, spinning to the side and landing a fierce kick on the chest of the attacker.

Both fierce and accurate.

The towering henchman stumbled back several steps.

Madam Gu, Madam Zhou, and Zhou Zhiyan were all stunned.

No one had expected Ming Yao to have such impressive martial skills.

Moreover, when she kicked the henchman, the radiant smile on her face vanished, replaced by a wild, aggressive look of contempt, as if she held her adversary in no regard whatsoever.

The henchman she had kicked was secretly terrified.

Only he knew how skilled this woman was; a kick from her felt like it shattered his internal organs.

Madam Gu snapped back to reality, her face turning pale, “What are you waiting for, seize her for me!”

The other henchmen swarmed towards Ming Yao.

Ming Yao didn’t counterattack this time, her slender body unsteadily hitting the tea table.

Seeing Ming Yao weakened so quickly, Madam Gu’s lips curled into a cold smirk.

She thought she was really capable, but it was just a facade!

Ming Yao’s body fell near where Madam Gu had placed her teacup, and, while unnoticed, her fingertip subtly flicked something.

An imperceptible powder drifted into Madam Gu’s teacup.

Meanwhile, the henchmen had subdued Ming Yao.

Ming Yao stopped struggling as they bound her.

“Take her to the room in the Bamboo Pavilion Courtyard!”

The Bamboo Pavilion Courtyard had been the room where Gu Siting once stayed; after taking over Gu Corporation, he moved to the Imperial Garden and rarely returned there.

But the Bamboo Pavilion Courtyard was where he and Ming Yao had married, and where he had lived since he was young. If Ming Yao were caught having an affair with another man there, he would surely divorce her upon finding out, wouldn’t he?

Ming Yao was escorted into the Bamboo Pavilion Courtyard; several henchmen tied her up thoroughly to an armchair.

Only when they saw she couldn’t move did they leave the room.

Shortly after, a figure with a slight limp emerged from behind the room’s screen.

The man wore a flashy shirt, his hair slicked back, in his twenties, fairly handsome but looking quite sleazy.

Ming Yao did remember this man.

His name was Song Chuan, a director who liked to make art films but always seemed to include scandalous scenes, claiming it was a sacrifice for art.

Ming Yao had been invited by him to play a female revolutionary in the period of the Republic of China, involving full nudity and being violated by enemy soldiers.

She had refused, and ever since, he had harbored a grudge, badmouthing her in the industry.

Tyrant Gu’s mother’s surname was Song, and this man also bore the surname Song; he must be a relative of Madam Gu!

No wonder he was so brazen, even with a limp—it must be the family backing!

However—

Was he now so audacious that he dared covet Tyrant Gu’s wife?

Song Chuan approached Ming Yao closely, unable to help swallowing at the sight of her strikingly bold and vibrant face, dazzling with life.

Bound, the rope accentuated her flowing curves, leaving nothing to the imagination; her red dress against her pale skin, the contrast with her dark hair, vivid colors that assaulted the senses.

Beautiful, so very beautiful!

Enchanting, incredibly enchanting!

Lustrous, absurdly lustrous!

As a director, Song Chuan had seen countless beautiful women, but such a naturally exquisite beauty was rare to encounter.

Song Chuan rubbed his hands together, eager to taste her flavor!

Although he reckoned she might have been spoiled by others, he didn’t mind—

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Song Chuan walked up to Ming Yao, his finger tapping her delicate, rosy face, “Ming Yao, after all the running in circles, you’ve still ended up in my hands!”

The man’s fingers were ice-cold, like a sinister snake slithering across her face.

Ming Yao looked at the man who seemed eager to devour her then and there, her luscious red lips curving slightly, “Song Chuan, this is Gu Siting’s room, and I am his wife. Aren’t you afraid he’ll find out?”

Song Chuan showed not the slightest fear as he burst into loud laughter, “You and Gu Siting have not shied away from wearing the green hat, so why put on this act of purity? Besides, you were the one who seduced me first. I’m a victim, too, aren’t I?”

Song Chuan’s laugh was quite lewd.

He grabbed her chin tightly and stuffed a white medicine pill into her mouth.

“Beauty Ming, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you, I promise you unforgettable memories…”

Song Chuan bent down towards Ming Yao’s red lips and kissed her.

Madam Gu, Zhou Zhiyan, and Madam Zhou were outside the Bamboo Pavilion Courtyard.

Upon hearing a sudden ‘ah’ coming from inside, the three exchanged glances.

It had worked!

Ming Yao was now beneath Song Chuan, engaged in intimate pleasures.

As long as they had a hold on Ming Yao, she would surely initiate the divorce herself!

Madam Gu’s lips curved up, “Let’s go, we’ll continue drinking tea in the living room.”

Her lame nephew was very picky with his eye for women, uninterested in any of the virtuous and honest women the family chose for him.

Although Ming Yao’s reputation was tainted and she had no notable talents or skills, she was beautiful enough to win Song Chuan’s heart.

If she were to bear Song Chuan’s child, the Song family would have an heir at last!

Ming Yao should be thankful to her. Without her, how could she have borne the child of the Song family?

The three of them reached the living room, where Madam Gu picked up her teacup and sipped her tea, clearly in a good mood.

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In the center of Li City’s guild hall.

Gu Siting had attended a government tender event, and Gu Corporation had emerged utterly victorious, securing the biggest plot of land.

Gu Siting exited from the center of the guild hall. The temperatures in Li City had been dropping steadily and breath turned to a layer of white vapor.

Gu Siting, dressed in a three-piece suit, impeccable and meticulous, draped a black business coat over his shoulders, exuding a cold and unapproachable aristocratic air.

Waiting for him outside, Lu Zhou saw him approaching and hurriedly opened the rear door of the Bentley.

Lu Zhou took the driver’s seat, his voice laced with a hint of urgency, “Fourth Master, the wife has sent you a message!”

The message had been sent an hour ago. Lu Zhou had used Fourth Master’s private phone to call Ming Yao back, but it went straight to voicemail.

Lu Zhou had a sinking feeling in his heart.

Madam Gu’s relationship with Fourth Master was strained, and it seemed to be even worse with the wife!

If she had called her to the Gu Residence, could something terrible have happened?

After shedding his coat, Gu Siting lifted his eyelids and cast a glance at Lu Zhou, “She sent a message, what are you so anxious about?”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, signaling Lu Zhou to hand him the phone.

Gu Siting took the phone and looked at the message Ming Yao had sent.

[Husband, your mom asked me to return to the Gu Residence and I’m a bit scared. What should I do?]

Gu Siting’s eyebrows instantly furrowed tightly.

What had she called him when she got out of the car yesterday?

Mr. Gu.

Now she was calling him husband again?

This woman, always sweet-talking and charming whenever she needed his help!

Gu Siting rubbed his temples, his voice cold, “Head to the Gu Residence.”

Lu Zhou had already anticipated that Fourth Master wouldn’t neglect his wife. He stepped on the accelerator and immediately headed towards the Gu Residence.