Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 525 - Chapter 525 Chapter 523 He Pulled Her into His Embrace

Chapter 525: Chapter 523: He Pulled Her into His Embrace Chapter 525: Chapter 523: He Pulled Her into His Embrace Ming Yao looked at Little Orange in her arms and gently stroked her long hair, “Do you like Uncle Si Ye?”

Little Orange nodded, “I do, I like anyone who is good to Mommy.”

Ming Yao lowered her eyes, fell silent for a moment, then said, “I will seriously consider it.”

It wasn’t that she was narcissistic, she could feel that Gu Siting still had feelings for her.

He was a married man, and moreover, the towering Mr. President.

Four years ago, he couldn’t be with her, but now, four years later, could he?

Even though he held great power, if the other people at the Presidential Residence didn’t accept her, wouldn’t being with him be just as fraught with difficulty?

Besides, the First Lady was Princess Dai Na.

If she showed the slightest hesitation and it was discovered, she would be condemned by thousands.

She didn’t want to fall into an abyss!

“Mommy, if you don’t want to stay here anymore, then after I say goodbye to Beautiful Grandma and Great-Grandma tomorrow, I’ll go back to the island with you!”

Looking at the sensible and well-behaved Little Orange, Ming Yao’s face revealed a relieved smile.

“Mommy will have you stay there for a few more days, and after I finish up with work, I’ll come to get you.”

“Okay.”

Ming Yao told Little Orange a story, and not long after, the little girl was overcome by sleepiness and fell asleep.

Looking at the little girl’s soft, tender cheeks, Ming Yao’s heart melted into water.

No matter how much she disliked the current Gu Siting, at least he had once contributed two little tadpoles, allowing her to have both a little cotton-padded jacket and a leather jacket at the same time.

After Little Orange fell asleep, Ming Yao went to take a shower.

After the shower, thinking of Gu Siting, she went out to take a look.

The living room lights were off, and it was very quiet.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright lights of thousands of homes and the clear moonlight shone in, faintly revealing the outline of the living room.

On the sofa, it seemed there lay a tall figure.

Ming Yao walked a few steps forward, and the figure on the sofa became clearer.

The man in a white shirt and black trousers was resting on the sofa. It wasn’t clear if he was asleep, one long palm resting over his eyes, the whole person quiet and still, with the light casting a faint halo over him, as if coated with a thin layer.

Even if he was asleep, he still exuded a noble and aloof aura.

Ming Yao was a little annoyed; hadn’t she told him to leave? What was he doing sleeping in her apartment’s living room in the middle of the night?

Ming Yao bit her teeth, wishing she could kick him awake.

It took a good while before Ming Yao went back to her room.

Lying in bed, holding Little Orange, she soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Ming Yao was awakened by the sound of thunder.

She opened her eyes and looked out the window.

It had started to rain.

The night was a bit chilly, and Ming Yao thought of the man in the living room; she wondered if he had woken up from the cold.

With that thought, she slapped her head hard; even if he did wake up from the cold, so what?

Couldn’t he just go back to the next-door apartment?

She and he no longer had any relationship, so why should she care about him?

Ming Yao forced herself to try to go back to sleep.

But tossing and turning, she was unable to fall asleep again.

Ming Yao took a blanket from the closet, and as if possessed by a ghost, she found herself in the living room.

The man on the sofa hadn’t left; he remained in the same position she saw him in before she had gone back to her room, the only difference being he had removed the large hand that was resting on his eyes.

Ming Yao observed him carefully.

Compared to four years ago, the man’s features seemed even more chiseled, his thin crimson lips tightly pursed, carrying an edge and chill that warned strangers to stay away.

Even in sleep, he radiated an aura that kept others at bay with its icy coldness.

Seeing him, Ming Yao involuntarily thought of Xiao Yiyi.

Xiao Yiyi really resembled Gu Siting; at such a young age, with his heroic eyebrows and starry eyes, he was incredibly handsome.

Ming Yao walked to the edge of the sofa, and she bent down to cover the man with the blanket in her hand.

As she straightened up, intending to leave, her wrist was suddenly seized by the man’s large palm.

His palm was warm and dry, clasping her wrist tightly. The touch of his roughness against her smooth skin gave her goosebumps.

The man’s eyes were open unbeknownst to her, intently watching her without blinking.

Before Ming Yao could react, the strength in the man’s grip around her wrist suddenly tightened, and she was pulled into his broad and solid chest.

Being too close, she was engulfed by the faint scent of tobacco and the smell of fir emanating from him, a mix of familiar and strange that sent shivers through her heart.

His gaze on her was cold like ice in the dead of winter.

Facing his sharp and frosty scrutiny, Ming Yao instinctively tried to stand up from his embrace.

But instead of releasing her wrist, his grip only tightened with her struggles.

“Gu Siting, what are you trying to do?”

Gu Siting’s thin lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile, his expression mischievous, “You still care about me.”

His statement was definitive.

Ming Yao scoffed a bit, “Mr. President, don’t you think you’re being too narcissistic? Even if it was just some cat or dog freezing out there, I would still lend a helping hand!”

Upon being compared to a cat or dog, Gu Siting’s heroic brows furrowed deeply, “Ming Yao, there’s no need to provoke me with those words. In fact, you’ve always been in my heart.”

Ming Yao placed her hands against the man’s chest, feeling through the thin layer of his shirt the tense muscles that were hard as stone.

She was no longer a naive girl; having once shared a passionate romance with him, she knew what he wanted.

All men have an ingrained bad trait; her repeated rejections since their reunion possibly ignited his desire to conquer.

Ming Yao’s lips turned up in a mocking smile, “Are you suggesting I become your mistress?”

Gu Siting’s jawline tightened, “I will divorce Dai Na soon…”

Ming Yao cut off his unfinished words, “What makes you think I would want a thrice-married man?”

Gu Siting’s eyes darkened, and his lips formed a straight line of stern displeasure.

“Si Ye is much better than you; he’s handsome and composed, hasn’t been married even once, and though he isn’t the President, at least he won’t bring me any danger. All these years, he’s been considerate towards me. I think he is my… Mmh!”

The rest of her words were silenced by his lips pressing against hers.

The strange yet familiar scent filled her nostrils, and Ming Yao’s mind went blank.

Her eyes widened in disbelief at the man who was just a breath away.

With one hand cradling the back of her head and the other still gripping her wrist, the pressure of his kiss was somewhat forceful.

It was a kiss but also not quite one, carrying an undertone of irritation and venting from being provoked.

Inside the man’s eyes, there was a stark coldness.

He had always been domineering and assertive; unable to free herself, Ming Yao felt both ashamed and annoyed.

After an uncertain length of time, a soft and coquettish voice suddenly broke the silence of the air, “Mommy, Mommy, where did you go?”

Hearing Little Orange’s voice, Ming Yao’s heart leaped, seeming to rise to her throat in an instant.

Little Orange woke up?

If she saw this scene, Ming Yao truly didn’t know how to explain it!

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