Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: What? He’s Eating Cat Food?!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Siting’s handsome and profound features suddenly tensed.

“I want a person alive or a corpse in death!”

Ming Yao looked at the man whose every move was filled with arrogance and domineering authority and couldn’t help snorting softly in her heart.

With that attitude of yours, even if fox were still alive, he wouldn’t help you.

Ming Yao walked toward the exit of the restaurant.

A figure seated in a wheelchair just happened to appear at the entrance of the restaurant.

Ming Yao almost collided with the man in the wheelchair.

Ming Yao glanced at the man.

The man was extraordinarily handsome, with clear and fresh eyes, a high and straight nose, and lips that were thin and pinkish-red, moist. His slender features were delicate and picturesque, like a cold and stunning young noble who had stepped out of a comic book.

Ming Yao gasped in admiration.

The men accompanying Tyrant Gu, each and every one of them had incredibly good looks!

Having heard rumors of his preference for men, she guessed they must be true.

Mu Chengjin in the wheelchair nodded at Ming Yao and greeted her politely, “Hello.”

His clear and gentle voice was soothing to the ears.

Ming Yao had a good impression of the man.

However, he looked somewhat familiar—

It didn’t take long for Ming Yao to remember seeing him seven years ago at the International Chopin Piano Competition.

At the time, he was a contestant, her third senior brother was a judge, and she had snagged a ticket to watch the competition from below the stage.

She remembered him from that time, his eyes shining like stars in the dead of night, bright and clear.

But now, his eyes bore a faint layer of melancholic color.

Ming Yao glanced at his legs and quickly understood the reason.

The once spirited young man now relied on a wheelchair for mobility, which must be a blow no one could accept easily!

“Chengjin is here!” Yanxi saw Mu Chengjin and hurriedly pushed him into the restaurant.

After greeting Yanxi, Mu Chengjin looked toward Gu Siting, “Fourth Brother.”

Gu Siting glanced at Mu Chengjin’s legs and then at his wrist.

If it were just a problem with his legs, Chengjin wouldn’t have been so disheartened.

The real issue was that his hands—used for playing the piano—were also injured while saving him, Gu Siting.

For the Piano Prince Mu Chengjin, it was undoubtedly a fatal blow.

That was why Gu Siting was willing to pay a high price to find fox!

Gu Siting stepped forward and patted Mu Chengjin’s shoulder, “Has the Mu Family been troubling you lately?”

Mu Chengjin lowered his gaze, hiding his emotions, and shook his head, “Don’t worry, Fourth Brother. With your protection, the Mu Family wouldn’t dare do anything to me.”

While speaking, Mu Chengjin noticed that there was only a small portion of cat food left on the dining table, “Eh, did Fourth Brother personally make this for Little Snowball?”

Gu Siting and Yanxi were both taken aback.

Standing at the entrance of the restaurant, Ming Yao’s eyelids twitched, and she suddenly had an ominous feeling.

Gu Siting’s brows furrowed slightly, “Why do you ask that, Chengjin?”

“I follow a food blogger who is very good at cooking, and I’ve seen her share a cat food recipe like this one.”

There was silence in the air for a few seconds.

Until Yanxi burst out with a “Damn it!”

“Am I just surprised that cat food tasted good?” Previously delighted, Yanxi now felt disgustingly sick.

He clutched his throat and rushed to the restroom, where he started to retch violently.@@novelbin@@

The expression on Gu Siting’s face also changed in an instant.

Ming Yao wanted to make a run for it, but Gu Siting caught sight of her figure and sternly called out, “Stop right there!”

Ming Yao’s arms broke out in goosebumps.

“Turn around!” the man ordered in a cold voice.

Ming Yao had no choice but to turn around and stiffly face the man whose look was so dark it seemed water could drip from it.

Gu Siting pointed at the plate on the table, “This here is cat food?”