Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: A pair of slender arms encircled his neck

Countless cells and nerves within Ming Yao’s body were frantically clamoring.

Reason ebbed away, little by little.

She knew about the side effects of the Hundred Sepal Flower, and when she decided to use it, she had already thought of an escape route.

Tyrant Gu was the husband of this body, so why couldn’t she seek him as the antidote?

Having already died once, Ming Yao did not want to die again!

However, she was well aware that getting Tyrant Gu to serve as the antidote was not going to be easy!

But she could not just stand by and watch Old Madam Ming die of poisoning—

So, she was willing to take that risk!

Looking at Jing Hang, who was stunned, Ming Yao glared at him irritably, “Aren’t you going to take me there?”

At this moment, the hunk that Jing Hang had found for Ming Yao just happened to come over.

The hunk was handsome with a good physique, but when compared to Gu Siting, he was still more than a notch inferior.

Jing Hang seemed to realize why Ming Yao was seeking out her husband in name; after all, aside from Senior Brother, which man could compare to her husband in name?

Senior Brother would never come to act as the antidote for his fellow disciple, and even if he wanted to, she probably wouldn’t be willing anymore.

Jing Hang looked at the hunk who was staring at his disciple sister with laser focus, waved his hand dismissively, “We don’t need you here, you can go!”

The hunk gazed at the woman leaning on Jing Hang’s chest; her long hair draped over her shoulders, her eyes lined like silk, with a soft blush at her teardrops, as vivid as a peach blossom in March. Beneath her noble, high-bridged nose, her red lips were slightly parted as she exhaled a scent as delicate as orchids.

The hunk swallowed his saliva, “Young Master Jing, I can do it for free—”

“Get lost, you’re not worthy!” Jing Hang cursed and then directly helped Ming Yao into the car.

Ming Yao sat in the back seat, her strikingly beautiful little face pressed against the car window, her breath coming out a little hurried and heavy.

Jing Hang drove, not daring to look at Ming Yao in her current state.

He knew all too well how unmatched his disciple sister’s beauty was.

Without immense willpower, it would be very difficult for a man to control himself.

After all, under the influence of the drug, his disciple sister was like a tempting water sprite, enchanting and bewitching.

Her husband in name, unless he wasn’t a man, would have no reason not to act as her antidote, right?

Jing Hang, watching his disciple sister suffer yet refrain, couldn’t help but speed up.

…

Yonghe Pavilion.

Gu Siting received the information that Lu Zhou had investigated about Gu Fuzhen.

She was an orphan, and all her information from childhood was available.

Nothing seemed amiss.

But the completeness of the data paradoxically revealed a hint of abnormality.

He fell into silence, his slender palm picking up a glass of wine from the table and downing it in one gulp.

Yanxi, who was just about to hand that glass to another Young Master, looked surprised when he saw Gu Siting drink it.

“Fourth Brother, is it good?”

Gu Siting hummed lowly, “Not bad, pour me another.”@@novelbin@@

“Are you sure, Fourth Brother?”

Gu Siting lifted his eyelids, “What, you’re reluctant to give me a glass of wine?”

“Of course not.”

Yanxi poured another glass of wine for Gu Siting.

At a little past eight in the evening, after having a few drinks, Gu Siting left Yonghe Pavilion and returned to Imperial Garden.

The living room had only an orange floor lamp left on, with no sign of the Little Maid, and even Little Snowball was nowhere to be found.

Gu Siting unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt and strode upstairs with long legs.

Pushing open the bedroom door and just entering, his neck suddenly felt heavy as a pair of snake-like slender arms wrapped around it.

A faint fragrance entered his nose, not unpleasant but rather making his breath deepen.

In the room lit by wall lamps with soft yellow light, he saw a breathtakingly beautiful face flushed with red.

Ming Yao!