Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love

Ming Yao really didn't want to go through the pain of being tormented to death by insomnia again!

That helpless and worse-than-death feeling was still like a dagger in her heart when she thought about it.

It was like someone was slowly stabbing her body with a sharp knife, blood oozing out slowly.

It wasn't swift and direct, but a torturous linger between life and death, unable to live or die.

Compared to that torment, she thought she could tolerate this man's bad temper!

But things didn't seem as simple as she thought. This man's disgust for Ming Yao had reached a pinnacle.

He walked over to her, his large palm clutching her jaw as if examining a vile object, "Ming Yao, I've said it, don't challenge my patience and bottom line!"

"Just sign the divorce agreement obediently, and stop playing tricks!"

The grip on her jaw was strong, as if intending to crush her bones.

Ming Yao forcefully suppressed the urge to kick him away, her beautiful face bearing a strained smile, "It was all a misunderstanding previously, I assure that I will behave from now on and be your good Mrs. Gu..."

Her words were cut off as the man forcefully pushed her away.

She staggered backward, her head hitting against the hard wall with a crisp bang.

Ming Yao saw stars from the impact.

This goddamn man!

Her fists clenched, knuckles producing a faint sound.

What to do, she really felt like hitting someone!

Taking a deep breath, she told herself, endure, she must endure!

Seeing the man turn and head toward the dressing room, she quickly followed him.

Boldly, she hooked his hand.

Gu Siting was momentarily stunned as he turned back to look at the hand that had hooked his.

White and delicate, flawless, like a scallion's tip, but wrapped with a hint of coldness.

A weird feeling swept through Gu Siting's heart.

It wasn't as repulsive as he had imagined.

However, he quickly brushed her hand away rudely.

His force was considerable; Ming Yao, thrown off balance, was about to fall over and instinctively reached out to him.

Her fingertips accidentally caught his towel at the waist.

As she stumbled back, the towel also fell from his waist into her hands.

A typical girl witnessing this scene would scream shyly, or cover her eyes and turn away.

But not Ming Yao; she looked calmly at his abdomen.

He was wearing underwear.

But it was still... quite heart-racing.

The next second, the towel was back around the man's waist.

Ming Yao raised her hands, "Sorry, I didn't mean to, you don't have to worry, only men with bad bodies would mind, and you have a pretty good body."

It was more than just good; if a person were more infatuated, they might even get a nosebleed.

Gu Siting's face was so dark with gloom it seemed a layer of frost could be scraped off. This woman was truly shameless; how many times had she seen a man undressed to be so calm!

He, Gu Siting, must have accumulated eight lifetimes of bad luck to marry her!

Unwilling to stay with her a second longer, he said coldly, "Get out now, or I will make sure you come in standing but leave horizontally!"

With that, he entered the dressing room and slammed the door shut behind him.

Ming Yao's once straight shoulders sagged slightly.

Dammit, with Tyrant Gu's current level of disgust for her, wanting to stay by his side was as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Ming Yao glanced at the tightly closed door of the dressing room.

That damn miser, the last one who dared to treat her like this ended up incapable of holding himself up!

If it weren't for needing something from him, she really wanted to—

Forget it, forget it, one must bend under the eaves of the house, better think of another plan!

Ming Yao left feeling somewhat dejected.

As she descended the stairs, she overheard a servant speaking to Steward Zhong:

"Steward, my mother is sick and needs my care, so I need to ask for at least half a year's leave! If that's not possible, I'll have to resign!"

The one speaking to Steward Zhong was the Organizer of Imperial Garden, who specialized in arranging Gu Siting's clothing.

After several changes of Organizers, Gu Siting had been dissatisfied with all of them. This one had finally met his approval, but now she also had to leave.

"I approve your leave, but during your absence, we need someone to fill your position. Do you know any Organizers of similar caliber?"

"I will keep an eye out, and if I find someone, I'll introduce them to you!"

Ming Yao's eyes narrowed as she listened to their conversation.

An idea quietly emerged in her mind.

Heh.

She now had a chance to get close to that bastard!

Ming Yao walked out of the villa in a better mood, but as soon as she stepped out, a vicious slap flew towards her face.