Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 593 - 590: She Takes the Initiative

Chapter 593: Chapter 590: She Takes the Initiative

Looking at the suddenly appearing Ming Yao, Le Shanshan was somewhat astonished.

Le Shanshan scrutinized Ming Yao from head to toe.

Ming Yao was dressed in an apricot-colored knit dress, her slightly curled long hair cascading over her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbones. Her face bore a beautifully applied light makeup, her features were bright and glamorous, her long and charming eyes were adorned with a faint mole at the outer corners, and as her eyebrows slightly raised, she exuded a captivating, timeless elegance.

The first impression Ming Yao gave was one of beauty, a radiant and untouchable beauty.

Le Shanshan had always been quite confident in her own looks, but upon seeing Ming Yao, she felt as if she had been overshadowed.

"Brother Siting, who is she?" Le Shanshan moved closer to Gu Siting.

Gu Siting looked towards Ming Yao, his narrow black eyes as deep as the midnight sky, unfathomably profound. Every contour of his face was tightly drawn, chiseled as if with a knife and axe, harsh and stark.

He stared at Ming Yao, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and he did not speak for a long while.

Le Shanshan gripped the man’s arm and shook it coquettishly, "Brother Siting, who is she really?"

The man’s thin lips moved slightly, and he coldly spit out two words, "A servant."

The word "servant" seemed to please Le Shanshan.

Pointing at the dishes on the table, Le Shanshan said, "So she’s just a servant. No wonder the food is so well prepared."

With that, she glanced at Ming Yao with a slightly provocative look.

Expecting Ming Yao to show an embarrassed expression, she was surprised when Ming Yao instead curled her lips into a smile, "A servant, is it?"

Ming Yao walked into the kitchen and brought out a trash can.

She picked up the dishes from the table, dumping them one after the other straight into the trash can.

Le Shanshan’s eyes widened in shock at Ming Yao’s actions.

"How dare you be so bold? This is the Presidential Residence, and the man before you is Mr. President. How dare you act out in front of him?"

After dumping all the dishes into the trash can, Ming Yao walked up to the man, raised her hands, and grabbed hold of his collar.

She pulled him close to herself, their noses nearly touching, their breath intertwining.

She looked into the eyes of the man familiar yet strange to her, her smile lazy and provocatively cold as she spoke, "A servant? Then why don’t you tell her who your ex-wife is? Who is the woman who has borne your daughter? And who is the woman you’ve been with countless times?"

After Ming Yao asked, she released him, dusted off her hands, and left without looking back.

Le Shanshan was left dumbfounded.

She pointed in the direction Ming Yao had left, "Brother Ting, she, she is your ex-wife? The mother of your daughter? The woman you’ve been with countless times?"

Gu Siting did not respond to Le Shanshan, but it seemed to Le Shanshan that she saw a faint smile beginning to form on his cold and stern face.

She closed her eyes, then opened them again to look at him, but found his face devoid of any expression.

The smile she thought she saw must have been her imagination, right?

...

Old Lady Gong learned that Le Shanshan had come to the Presidential Residence and specifically requested her presence.

Old Lady Gong held Le Shanshan’s hand, inquiring about her recent interactions with Gu Siting.

Upon learning that everything was well, except for encountering a woman named Ming Yao that evening, Old Lady Gong frowned slightly in displeasure.

After giving Le Shanshan a few instructions, Old Lady Gong had someone take her to Gu Siting.

Old Lady Gong called Gong Xiao, "Ever since Siting returned, he has indeed become more agreeable than before. I told him to spend more time with Le Shanshan, and he didn’t resist."

"However, Shanshan told me that Ming Yao visited the Presidential Residence today!" Mentioning Ming Yao, Old Lady Gong’s eyes were filled with disgust, "As a woman, how can she not know to be reserved? Last time I intentionally let the media expose her, I don’t believe she didn’t see the news. Even if she didn’t, she saw Shanshan at the Presidential Residence today yet she still didn’t avoid suspicion!"

"Do you think... while Siting has forgotten about her, we should take the opportunity to—"

Gong Xiao quickly waved his hands to stop Old Lady Gong’s extreme thoughts.

"Mother, Ming Yao is Little Orange’s mommy. We can’t touch her. You just need to bring Siting and Miss Le Shanshan together during this period. There’s no need to hurt Ming Yao."

...

When Le Shanshan returned to Mr. President’s chamber, she found that Ming Yao hadn’t left. Instead, she was making cat food with a cat, which made her frown.

She went to the study to find Gu Siting, "Brother Siting, why hasn’t that woman left yet?"

"Which woman?"

"The one who dumped all the food into the trash can."

Gu Siting’s lips moved slightly, about to say something when a knock on the door suddenly interrupted him.

"Come in."

Ming Yao came in. She pushed open the door to the study, looked at the two people inside, and said with a lazy smile, "Mr. President, last time you stayed at my apartment, you left some underwear behind. When will you have time to come and pick up your personal items?"

Hearing Ming Yao’s words, Le Shanshan’s eyes widened involuntarily, "Have you no shame, saying such things?"

Ming Yao arched an eyebrow, "If he can do it, why can’t I say it?"

Le Shanshan looked at Gu Siting, "Brother Siting, did you really spend the night at her place?"

Gu Siting lifted a finger to his temple, "Have you finished? If you’re done, then get out, both of you!"

Le Shanshan left the study huffily.

After Le Shanshan left, Ming Yao didn’t go either. She leaned lazily against the doorframe, her beautiful eyes mocking, "I thought your new love could handle a lot more."

The man put down the documents in his hand and leaned back in his chair, squinting his deep-set eyes at Ming Yao.

"Is this amusing to you?"

His features were sharp and handsome: when they softened, they radiated a touch of gentleness, but when they turned fierce and cold, his entire aura became repelling and icy.

At this moment, his cold gaze gave off a chill like falling into icy water.

"Little Orange’s school is holding a parents’ sports day, and she really hopes you could go."

Hearing her words, the man took out a cigarette from his case and put it between his thin lips, his brow furrowed with slight annoyance as he took a couple of drags, "Ming Yao, don’t bother me with such trivial matters."

Her heart was struck as if by thunder at his words.

He actually called attending Little Orange’s parents’ sports day a trivial matter?

Ming Yao stared at him without saying a word.

The man felt annoyed by her stare and got up from his chair, preparing to leave the study.

Ming Yao grabbed his wrist in one swift move. At the moment she touched his wrist, she felt something was off but before she could fully realize what it was, her hand was forcefully thrown off by the man.

"Don’t lay a hand on me until I fully remember you," the man warned with a deep and stern voice.

Ming Yao watched the man’s chiseled profile, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity like she had never known him before.

...