Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 572 - 569: His Relentless Approach

Chapter 572: Chapter 569: His Relentless Approach

Ming Yao lowered her head and glanced at her nightgown.

She had to admit, he was right.

If it had been any other man, she probably wouldn’t have come to the door dressed like this.

This was probably the trust she subconsciously placed in him.

But in reality, he was the most dangerous of men!

Ming Yao was encircled in the man’s arms, her long eyelashes trembling twice, "You’re really too full of yourself. If Si Ye came over, I might dress even more provocatively... Mmm!"

Her unfinished words were directly sealed by his thin lips.

Ming Yao’s eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief.

A mischievous smile flashed in his dark eyes as his large hand grasped the back of her head, making a bold advance.

Ming Yao’s head felt as if it was about to explode.

What is he doing?

This is the hallway!

Although Senior Brother bought the apartment opposite and the neighbor’s apartment also belonged to him, there were surveillance cameras in the hallway. The property management staff could see them at any time.

Ming Yao placed her hands against the man’s chest and pushed hard, "Gu Siting, have you completely disregarded your image now?"

"Even if someone finds out, who dares to leak it?" The man squinted his eyes faintly red with bloodshot, his smile half mocking, "But I could send it to Si Ye to have a look."

Shameless, bastard!

Ming Yao was fuming with anger.

She couldn’t break free from his embrace, and in irritation, she asked, "What on earth do you want?"

"Open the door."

Of course, Ming Yao wouldn’t open the door.

If he was so bold in the hallway, what would he do inside the house?

"Stop it, Little Orange is inside!"

Gu Siting laughed lowly in his throat, "I am her daddy, without me, where would she come from?"

Rage sparked in Ming Yao’s beautiful eyes, "When did you become so shameless?"

The man’s thin lips neared the edge of her ear, his hot breath sprayed in, filled with boundless seduction and danger, "Yaoyao, you’ve stolen something of mine."

Ming Yao’s body froze.

She stole something from him?

"What nonsense are you talking about? What have I stolen from you?"

The man narrowed his eyes, looking at her bright and charming face, his rough fingertips stroked over it, and his deep, inky eyes fixated on her, "A black shirt."

Hearing his words, Ming Yao’s heartbeat sped up sharply.

Indeed, she had taken one of his shirts.

But that happened several years ago in Li City.

Back then, she suffered from insomnia and could only fall asleep by smelling his scent.

Once, she took one of his shirts and never returned it to him.

Even after their divorce and breakup, she never returned it.

He had so many shirts, missing one or two, she thought he wouldn’t know.

In fact, he indeed didn’t know.

She had always kept that shirt at the bottom of her chest, and not even Little Orange or Xiao Yiyi knew about it.

How could he know?

Ming Yao quickly remembered the night he came to pick up food for Aunt Lhan, and Si Ye’s visit when she hid him in her room.

He must have looked through her wardrobe, rummaged through her suitcase.

Thinking that he had pried into her privacy, Ming Yao felt both ashamed and embarrassed.

Her radiant face instantly tensed, and her beautiful eyes nearly shot out flames, "Gu Siting, it’s very impolite to go through other people’s belongings. Do you have no shame in admitting it?"

Far from ashamed, Gu Siting’s thin lips curved into a low chuckle, "If I didn’t look, how would I know that deep inside you still hold a place for me?"

Ming Yao wanted to deny that the shirt wasn’t his, but all his clothes were custom-made and could be looked up in the system.

"If you want it, I can go get it for you right now."

Gu Siting raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn’t say anything.

Ming Yao pushed him hard, and this time, he didn’t stand unmoving; instead, he was pushed away by her.

That she could push him away meant he allowed himself to be pushed away. If he hadn’t wanted to, all her strength would have been in vain!

Ming Yao opened the door to the apartment, walked in, and was about to close the door when the man followed her inside.

"Wait for me in the living room."

Ming Yao headed towards the bedroom.

Her face still felt a burning sensation.

After all, hiding someone’s shirt, and carrying it around, wasn’t exactly a good habit; it was something to be ashamed of!

It would have been fine if he hadn’t found out, but now that he had, and even exposed her, it was like rubbing her face on the ground.

Ming Yao ransacked the closet and quickly found the black shirt.

Just as she was about to stand up, a pair of long arms suddenly reached around her from behind, and the man’s firm and muscular chest pressed against her back.

The warmth of his breath brushed near her ear and cheek.

Ming Yao’s heart gave a hard thump.

Little Orange was still sleeping on the bed; she didn’t want to make any noise, so she turned back and glared fiercely at the man.

If he were considerate, he would let go of her, but not only was the man oblivious, he directly picked her up.

Ming Yao’s hand holding the shirt swung towards his face.

The man lowered his voice and warned, "If you wake up our daughter, you’ll be responsible."

Ming Yao had no choice but to stop struggling and let him carry her to the sofa in the living room.

His tall figure pressed down on her.

Ming Yao clenched her teeth, "Take your shirt and get out!"

Gu Siting looked down at her with his eyes slightly narrowed, his sexy thin lips pressed together, and he didn’t speak.

His gaze was oppressive, and in the quiet space, the only sound was their uneven breathing.

After what seemed like a long time, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Yaoyao, if you’re willing, I can announce to the entire country tomorrow that you are the First Lady."

Surprise flashed through Ming Yao’s beautiful eyes, "You’re drunk..."

Gu Siting lifted Ming Yao’s hand and pressed it against his firm and muscular chest, "I’m not drunk. Do you know? It beats only for you."

A wave of unprecedented turmoil rose from the depths of Ming Yao’s heart.

Four years later, his relentless pursuit and aggressive attacks had begun to ripple through the calm lake of her heart.

She had to admit, her heart was once again perturbed by him.

As she lifted her trembling lashes, she was about to say something to him when suddenly her body felt heavy, and the man’s face buried into her delicate neck.

She pushed him, only to find he had stopped moving.

Ming Yao struggled out from under him and looked at the man who was now motionless and asleep on the sofa, her mouth twitching involuntarily.

So, were all those words spoken in a drunken stupor?

Ming Yao stared at him for a long while, and eventually, she still brought a blanket from the room and covered him with it.

He had disturbed a pool of spring water and then deeply fell asleep, leaving her behind, wide awake and alone.

Ming Yao put on a coat and walked out to the balcony to feel the cold wind.

Her heart was in chaos.

Her mind, too.

His relentless pressure had thrown her off rhythm.

Even if she denied it with her words, deep inside her heart, she had a place for him.

She couldn’t deceive herself or others any longer.

She had to find time to make things clear with Si Ye otherwise, it wouldn’t be fair to him!