Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 476 - Chapter 476 Chapter 474 He Intends to Leave

Chapter 476: Chapter 474: He Intends to Leave Chapter 476: Chapter 474: He Intends to Leave Looking at Jing Hang’s tensed face, fierce as a vengeful deity, Jiang Yan’s long eyelashes fluttered, “Alright, I promise you, I won’t give up on my life easily…” Jiang Yan coughed a few times, her complexion growing even paler, “In the future, can you let go of our grudges and stop hating me…”

Jing Hang closed his bloodshot eyes, for he had hated this woman for nearly five years since Jing Zhao’s accident.

Because the hate was bone-deep, her image had always been etched deep in his heart.

He dared not forget her for even a moment.

But now, she was asking him to let go of his hatred!

Seeing the fresh blood welling up from her chest, Jing Hang said in a hoarse voice, “As long as you can survive, I promise you.”

Hearing this, a faint, fragile smile appeared on Jiang Yan’s face.

“Jing Hang, I was young and ignorant, and I truly regret hurting you and your brother.”

Jing Hang’s grip tightened around Jiang Yan’s arm.

He lowered his head to look at the woman’s pale face and said in a husky voice, “Jiang Yan, have you ever liked me? Have you always seen me as just a substitute from the beginning to the end?”

Jiang Yan did not answer Jing Hang; she only felt her eyelids getting heavier and her consciousness growing increasingly blurry.

Had she ever liked him?

Her memories seemed to take her back to when she was sixteen.

To provide her with better knowledge and skills, her father sent her to a boys’ school in the United States.

There, she met Jing Hang.

The first time she saw him, he was riding a skateboard, whizzing past her.

That handsome and enchanting face was startlingly stunning.

He bore some resemblance to her first love, but he was even more handsome and refined.

Like someone who had stepped out of a painting.

She was assigned to the same dormitory as him, and because she had to conceal her identity, she acted very low-key, with a reserved nature, never initiating conversation with them.

Perhaps because their grades were neck and neck, he took notice of her.

Once, a few African-American classmates were bullying her, and he stood up to defend her.

From that time, they started to get to know each other.

They ate together and went to school together, and were almost inseparable even in the showers.

He often joked about her, saying she acted like a woman, stealthily showering only after everyone in the dorm had gone to bed, as if she was terrified someone would see her.

Her skin was pale, and she never seemed to tan no matter how much sunlight she got.

Once after training, he saw her face, flushed with a pale radiance, and couldn’t help but pinch it, teasing her that she looked more and more like a woman.

She still remembers the first time they skipped class, nearly getting caught by the dean, and the image of him grabbing her hand and running wildly.

The two of them jumped the wall to escape the school grounds, then looked at each other and laughed.

The sunlight draped over him, coating him in a golden halo; his devilishly charming smile radiated from his handsome face.

At that moment, her heart was beating fast, very fast.

She didn’t dare to delve into the strange feelings in her heart, as she thought she would only ever fancy her first love and never feel anything for any other man.

After skipping classes, they ran to an internet cafe, surfing the web and eating instant noodles together.

Those youthful days were simple and beautiful.

When did she realize that his feelings for her were different?

Once, a girl from a nearby girls’ school confessed to her, sending her flowers and a love letter. In front of that girl, he tore up the love letter and threw away the flowers, leaving the girl in tears.

Seeing the girl cry so sorrowfully, she got mad at him for the first time, accusing him of lacking tenderness to women, and then went to comfort the girl.

After that, he started to ignore her, and she felt bewildered.

It was not until the girl who had sent the love letter muttered, “Does he like you or what? He’s so possessive!”

That’s when she finally realized that Jing Hang’s feelings for her were no longer purely platonic.

At that moment, she was panicked and confused.

Not wanting him to fall deeper, she had to stop him in time.

So when her best friend came to see her, she said that she wanted to be friends with him only because he resembled her first love.

After that, he stopped paying attention to her, and they became strangers.

She thought she would never see him again, only to be played by fate, he turned out to be Jing Zhao’s brother.

Thinking of the past, a hot tear slowly fell from the corner of Jiang Yan’s eyes.

…

Jiang Yan was wheeled into the makeshift operating room set up by Ming Yao.

The bullet was only two to three centimeters from her heart.

The injury was very serious.

It took Ming Yao and several doctors brought by Gu Siting nearly 12 hours to save Jiang Yan from the brink of death at Ghost Gate.

Jing Hang, Gu Siting, and others waited outside the whole time.

It wasn’t until Ming Yao came out of the operating room and told them that Jiang Yan was out of life-threatening danger that Jing Hang’s tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

But the next second, a sweet taste surged in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Gu Siting quickly steadied Jing Hang as he collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Yan was in a critical condition, and Ming Yao and Gu Siting both knew the immense pressure Jing Hang was under.

Ming Yao took Jing Hang’s pulse and administered an acupuncture treatment before telling Gu Siting, “He’s not seriously harmed; he’s just been holding himself too tightly.”

Gu Siting took Ming Yao by the hand and walked out of the room.

As soon as they left, he swept her up into his arms.

“What are you doing?”

Looking at Ming Yao, a faint shadow forming in his gaze, Gu Siting’s eyes filled with distress, “Carrying you to rest.”

Seeing Jiang Yan covered in blood, Gu Siting was also frightened afterward.

He really couldn’t bear the thought of what he would do if Ming Yao had been hurt.

Along with the fear, he also felt regret that he should have personally escorted her back.

The high-intensity surgery required complete concentration, and Ming Yao was indeed very tired.

She nestled in Gu Siting’s arms, allowing him to carry her without struggle.

Gu Siting placed her in the room, kissed her forehead, and said, “Sleep! Once you’re awake, I’ll fly you back personally in the helicopter!”

Ming Yao nodded, “Okay.”

Perhaps because she was so tired, Ming Yao slept for almost a whole night without dreaming or waking.

The next day when she woke up, she hurried to see Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan had already awakened and showed gratitude in her eyes upon seeing Ming Yao.

“Miss Ming, I owe my life to you,” she said.

Ming Yao shook her head, “You took that bullet for my junior brother, so actually, I should be thanking you.”

Speaking of Jing Hang, Jiang Yan lowered her long eyelashes, a shade of gloom flashing in her eyes.

It seemed Jing Hang had come by in the morning, but he only reached the door and did not enter.

Jiang Yan was very clear in her heart that there was a deep-seated hatred between them.

Even if she took the bullet for him, it wouldn’t truly erase the hate he felt towards her.

The death of Jing Zhao lay between them; even if he would not seek revenge anymore, they would not become friends again!

After leaving Jiang Yan’s room, Ming Yao saw Jing Hang smoking in the yard and walked over to pat his shoulder, “Aren’t you going to see her?”

Jing Hang shook his head, “No need, let the grudges between her and me end here. Senior sister, I’ve been feeling down lately, I plan to return to Tang Sect and stop working for you for now.”