Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 344 - Chapter 344 Chapter 343 He Wrapped His Arms Around Her Waist

Chapter 344: Chapter 343: He Wrapped His Arms Around Her Waist Chapter 344: Chapter 343: He Wrapped His Arms Around Her Waist As the saying goes, “Families disgrace, must not be publicized,” Nangong Heng, though seemingly frivolous on the surface, still upheld his family’s reputation.

He didn’t like it when Nangong Xuan always mentioned the past affairs of Ming Yao’s deceased mother.

The dead are gone, why bother provoking Ming Yao?

Ming Yao glanced at Nangong Xuan, silent from start to finish.

After being slapped by Nangong Heng, Nangong Xuan cried all the way home.

Once she got back, she was definitely going to complain to Grandpa.

Ming Yao and her mother were the same, just shameless vixens.

Not only did she get the man she fancied to speak up for her, but now even her third brother was bewitched by her!

Since childhood, her third brother had never hit her.

As soon as she returned to the Nangong Family residence, Nangong Xuan ran out of the car.

As she passed by Ming Yao, she glared at her with red eyes, “You just wait!”

Ming Yao curled her lips into a smile, saying nothing.

When Nangong Xuan rushed into Old Master Nangong’s room intending to accuse Ming Yao, she opened her mouth only to discover she couldn’t speak.

Panic flashed in her eyes.

Opening her mouth, she could only produce some whining noises.

Ah! Her throat!

Why couldn’t she speak?

Seeing Nangong Xuan opening her mouth as if to say something but unable to utter a word, Old Master Nangong frowned with concern and asked, “Xiao Xuan, what’s wrong with you?”

Panic-stricken tears welled up in Nangong Xuan’s eyes.

Why suddenly couldn’t she speak?

Could it be Ming Yao?

No, that couldn’t be. After getting out of the car, she had spoken a sentence to Ming Yao, and besides, Ming Yao didn’t have the power to make her suddenly become speechless–

Nangong Xuan’s muteness indeed was a trick played by Ming Yao.

After getting out of the car, when Nangong Xuan uttered that ‘you wait’ to her, Ming Yao conveniently sprinkled some colorless and tasteless powder.

As long as Nangong Xuan inhaled it, she would lose her voice for a short period.

Even if she went to the hospital, they wouldn’t find anything.

Although this muteness wouldn’t cause her any physical harm, and she would automatically recover after three days, it was a double test of one’s spirit and psyche.

Especially when no illness could be found, and she was unable to speak, who wouldn’t feel fear and torment?

This was also a small punishment Ming Yao gave to Nangong Xuan, simply because her mouth was too annoying!

Seeing that Nangong Xuan couldn’t speak, Old Master Nangong immediately called the family doctor.

The Nangong Family had research into medical matters, but faced with Nangong Xuan’s condition, they found no explanation.

Old Master Nangong immediately took Nangong Xuan to the hospital.

Ming Yao returned to her room and saw the rain outside getting heavier; concerns for Uncle Hua suddenly arose within her.

Ming Yao, holding an umbrella, stepped out of the front door.

She took out her cellphone, planning to book a ride-hailing service.

But on this stormy night, no one was taking orders.

Ming Yao walked out of the villa area, thinking to check if she could hail a taxi on the road.

But she didn’t see a single one.

After all, this was a villa area, where the homeowners all drove private cars.

Jing Hang was in Li City and wouldn’t be able to make it in a short time.

It looked like she’d have to buy a car around here tomorrow.

Just as Ming Yao was deliberating whether to ask Wen Yuci for help, she suddenly spotted an SUV parked diagonally across from her.

Was that Gu Siting’s car?

He hadn’t left yet?

Gu Siting indeed hadn’t left yet, he parked his car at the roadside and lit a cigarette.

In the swirling smoke, his profile was deep and unreadable.

The company gradually stabilized its footing in Li City, yet he couldn’t find a sense of belonging.

His heart felt hollow, as if something was missing.

He slightly tilted his head back, his thin lips slowly exhaling a puff of smoke.

After finishing the cigarette, he was about to start the engine to leave when someone suddenly knocked on his window.

A slender and tall figure stood outside the car window, holding an umbrella.

The woman wore a black leather jacket, tight-fitting black trousers, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, topped with a black peaked cap. Under the dim yellow streetlight, her skin was snow-white, her lips a fiery red.

Gu Siting only glanced at Ming Yao once before his gaze returned, his profile cold and detached, “What’s the matter?”

His voice was like a chunk of ice in the dead of winter, cold to the extreme.

After taking a deep breath, Ming Yao said, “Would it bother you to act as a driver and take me to a place?”

Ming Yao thought the man would flatly refuse, but after a moment, two words slipped from his thin lips, “Get in.”

Ming Yao was about to pull open the back door when the next second, the man’s cold voice came through, “I’m not your driver.”

So, Ming Yao had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat.

“I thought this place was reserved exclusively for Nangong Xuan.” As she spoke and was about to fasten her seatbelt, the car suddenly sped up, throwing Ming Yao forward uncontrollably, her forehead smashing against the car window glass, causing a piercing pain.

She gritted her teeth and fastened the seatbelt properly.

Turning her head, she glared at the man with a sharply defined and cold profile.

She suspected it was deliberate!

But she couldn’t afford to get angry at him, after all, she needed his help for something.

She gave him Uncle Hua’s address.

Hearing that she was going to the outskirts again at night, Gu Siting’s thin lips curled into a mocking cold arc, “Going to the outskirts at night with a man, aren’t you afraid of any accidents, Miss Ming?”

“I trust you’re not that kind of person.”

Gu Siting’s lips pressed into a sexy, crimson line and he didn’t speak.

The atmosphere inside the car was tense and chilled to the point of oppression.

It wasn’t until the SUV pulled up in front of Uncle Hua’s house.

Due to the heavy rain, the roof on the east side of the house had collapsed from the downpour.

The house was pitch-dark as the fuses were blown out, and Ming Yao used her phone to light the way, going to check on Uncle Hua in his room.

Fortunately, Uncle Hua’s room didn’t leak.

Ming Yao took out some tools from her bag and went to the circuit breaker, climbing up the ladder to check the wiring.

Gu Siting stayed in the car without getting out, he had just lit a cigarette when he saw Ming Yao climb the ladder to the circuit breaker.

Any other woman in this situation would ask for a man’s help, yet she seemed capable of anything–

After changing the fuses, the lights in the house instantly turned on.

Ming Yao climbed down the ladder, but as she was taking the final few steps, a thunderclap suddenly burst overhead from the sky.

Ming Yao, who was mortally afraid of thunderstorms, got so scared she stumbled, her foot slipped, and she plunged towards the ground.

Just when she thought she would fall flat on her face, a large hand reached out to her.

Her slender waist was firmly encircled by the man.

She fell into his solid, broad chest.

The clean scent laced with a hint of tobacco filled her nose, swiftly overwhelming her senses.

Ming Yao’s hands pressed against the man’s strong chest, and through a layer of shirt fabric, she could distinctly feel the well-defined pectoral muscles underneath, rigid, exuding a strong masculine presence.

Ming Yao lifted her long lashes, her expression slightly panicked as she looked up at him.

“Thank you.”

She attempted to pull away from his chest, but the next second, she felt her waist tighten.

The large hand clasped at her waist did not let go.

Ming Yao could once again feel the power stored beneath his shirt, her fingertips seemed scorched, which made the tips of her ears, hidden by her long hair, redden.

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