Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love

Chapter 170: Chapter 169: The Damn Charm of Tyrant Gu

Jing Hang was dressed in trendy attire, sporting a diamond earring in his left ear, his handsome and charming features accentuated by a pair of peach blossom eyes that were enchanting and seductive.

He got out of the car and chatted briefly with a familiar young master. The young master asked him, “Jing, got yourself a new sports car? This little saucy pink is pretty hard to come by!”

Jing Hang quirked an eyebrow, “Of course, it’s my baby’s.”

Yan Youling was utterly flabbergasted.

This little saucy pink was clearly the one she had ordered half a year ago.

The only one in Li City.

Stolen by Brother Ting before she had a chance to claim it!

And now he had given it away to a young, good-looking guy!

The tears in Yan Youling’s eyes were about to fall, as she tugged at Jing Hang’s sleeve, “Brother, could the rumors be true? Could Brother Ting really be gay?”

Could it be because of Sister Shi Ying’s death that he was so stricken with grief?

But he couldn’t be into men, right?

Even though the man driving the little saucy pink was so handsome it was breathtaking.

A twitch formed at the corner of Yanxi’s mouth, “I can guarantee that Fourth Brother is straight as an arrow.” Didn’t he sleep with his wife just a while ago?

But Yanxi also couldn’t figure out why Fourth Brother had snatched away the little saucy pink and then given it to a man?

…

Ming Wan received a screenshot.

A Miss from the socialite circle had sent her a screenshot of Sister Yao’s WeChat Moments, obtained from who knows where.

“Wanwan, look at your sister showing off. She actually got a Lamborghini limited edition. Could it have been from Fourth Master?”

How could it be from Fourth Master?

Sister Yao had been with the Gu Family for two years, and Fourth Master had never even accompanied her back to her parental home, let alone give her gifts.

Fourth Master’s feelings for Sister Yao were nothing but disgust, alright?

But who had given Sister Yao the Lamborghini limited edition?

Seeing the bright and beautiful smile on Sister Yao in the screenshot, Ming Wan almost ground her teeth to dust.

Sister Yao must have found a sugar daddy behind Fourth Brother’s back. She had suspected it yesterday at the mall when she saw Sister Yao take out a Gold Card!

She had to find evidence of Sister Yao’s betrayal of Fourth Brother!

But right now, what was most important was to expose Sister Yao’s plagiarism of Starburst designs.

Ming Wan received an email that Henry, the Chief Designer of Starburst Headquarters, would soon arrive in Li City.

Thinking of how soon Sister Yao would carry the name of a plagiarist, Ming Wan smiled coldly.

A few days later, it was the day Autumn Water Studio and Gu Corporation’s SY Media were to sign their collaboration contract.

Sister Yao hadn’t returned to Imperial Garden yet because she knew that once she went back, she might not be able to escape Tyrant Gu’s clutches anymore.

After all, even a marriage of convenience was still a marriage; if he demanded she fulfill her duties as a wife, it wasn’t as if she could keep refusing him over and over.

For now, she could delay it one more day.

Fortunately, Tyrant Gu hadn’t pressed her to return. Almost every day, he would personally come to the small courtyard and dutifully sleep in the guest room.

His behavior had been quite good lately.

Waking up in the morning, Sister Yao selected a set of professional attire from her wardrobe.

She had to dress formally for the upcoming contract signing at SY Media.

After changing into her clothes and applying her makeup, Sister Yao left her room.

The man had a daily habit of exercising, heading out for a run at the crack of dawn.

As Sister Yao emerged from her room, the man had just finished his run and was returning.

He was wearing a black striped polo shirt and a pair of dark casual pants, the stray hairs on his forehead damp with sweat, giving his facial contours a hint of sexiness.

The two bumped into each other in the living room.

Seeing Sister Yao dressed up, Gu Siting was forcefully reminded of the time she had sent a photo to his phone of her in a suit.

Sister Yao wore a white chiffon blouse with an A-line skirt, her waist slender and her legs long and lean.

Seeing the man’s dark eyes fall upon her, Sister Yao looked down at herself, “Is this outfit appropriate for the contract signing?”

Gu Siting’s Adam’s apple moved, “The last time you were dressed like this, the company executives saw the photo.”

“???”

Gu Siting briefly explained the situation.

Ming Yao, “…” Could she simply not sign the contract? It was just too embarrassing!

It was rare to see a woman blush, and the man seemed pleased, a low chuckle emitting from his throat.

Ming Yao realized that the man was laughing at her, and she chased after him.

When he entered the guest room, he had already taken off his clothes.

His chest was muscular and firm, with clearly defined abs and sensual lines stretching down toward the waistband…

Every inch of his body was lean and strong, without an ounce of excess fat.

Ming Yao inexplicably swallowed her saliva.

Gu Siting caught Ming Yao standing at the doorway, staring at his body, and his brows twitched.

“Mrs. Gu, do you like what you see?”

The man’s tall frame approached her.

Ming Yao’s heart pounded furiously, but unwilling to show weakness to his teasing, she huffed, “What’s there to look at? Just a few abs?”

“Nothing worth looking at?” His dark eyes were inscrutable, hinting at danger.

He stepped up to her, the stark contrast between his tall and imposing figure and her delicate frame.

He stared at her for a few seconds, then abruptly grabbed her hand and placed it firmly against his strong chest.

Ming Yao struggled a bit but couldn’t break free.

Dominant and assertive.

He leaned in close to her ear, his voice low and husky, tinged with arrogance and pride, “After you’ve seen me, you won’t think another man’s any good.”

He let her feel his strong chest muscles.

The handsome face so close to her, his breath mingling with his scent— a light sweat mixed with a hint of cold fir, not unpleasant, distinctly masculine, and quite enchanting.

For the first time, Ming Yao felt an urge to shy away from his gaze.

She had to admit that this man could be like poison wrapped in honey, dangerously irresistible despite the known risks.

Her fingertips on his muscular chest involuntarily tensed, and with all her might, she pushed against him, breaking free the moment his grip loosened, and ran out.

As she fled, a subtle and cold fragrance lingered in the air.

Elegant and natural, not the scent of artificial perfume.

For some reason, he recalled the morning scene when he emerged from the bathroom to find her sitting dumbfounded on the bed, the silk blanket sliding off her body.

A fleeting glimpse, yet every curve of her was etched into his mind.

Fair skin, exquisitely sculpted.

The bulge in his throat slid up and down slightly, and a primal heat and darkness brewed deep within his eyes.

His tongue touched his right cheek, and suddenly a tooth in his jaw tingled.

…

Ming Yao headed to SY Media along with Ding Jie and Zhong Ling.

Ding Jie was now promoted by Ming Yao to the head of the design department at Autumn Water Studio, taking over Sister Tong’s position.

SY Media occupied several floors from the thirtieth to the thirty-eighth of the Gu Corporation Building.

The staff led the three of them to a spacious and bright conference room.

After a short wait, Gu Siting and Mu Chengjin arrived.

Seeing the elegantly suited, proud and aloof Tyrant Gu, Ming Yao thought back to the morning scene of him bare-chested, inviting her to touch his chest and abs, and four words flashed in her mind: A wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Sister Yao, why do you keep staring at Fourth Master’s chest?” Zhong Ling softly reminded Ming Yao.

Ming Yao coughed and quickly withdrew her gaze, saying more formally, “Bring out the agreement for President Gu and them to see!”

After Gu Siting and Mu Chengjin reviewed the agreement and found no issues, they were about to sign the contract when the door to the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

“This contract, cannot be signed!”