Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 594 - 591: It turns out, it wasn’t him.

Chapter 594: Chapter 591: It turns out, it wasn’t him.

Ming Yao lowered her head to look at her hands.

She was a doctor and a designer, and she was extremely sensitive to the human skeleton.

Especially to people she was familiar with.

When she had just pinched the man’s wrist, she clearly felt that its thickness differed slightly from that of Gu Siting.

The bones of Gu Siting himself seemed to be a bit more sturdy and solid.

Ming Yao let her long lashes fall, her heart pounding erratically.

Why was she having such strange feelings and thoughts?

Ming Yao lifted her head and looked in the direction the man had left. If he wasn’t the real Gu Siting, then who was he?

The man’s eyebrows, lips, nose, and facial contours; they were identical to Gu Siting’s, down to the last detail, leaving no room for criticism.

If one were to force a difference, it would be that this person appeared leaner, but it was only to be expected for Gu Siting to lose some weight after an incident.

In other areas...

It was just that the feeling Ming Yao got when she had grasped his wrist was different.

Ming Yao bit her lip forcibly, knowing that her thoughts were somewhat absurd.

But since his return, his attitude towards her and some of his behaviors had changed too drastically.

If it were really caused by amnesia, it wouldn’t be to the point of detesting her, would it?

Moreover, she could tell that he was reluctant to have too much intimate contact with her.

Was he afraid to get too close to her, fearing that she would notice something amiss?

If he wasn’t the real Gu Siting, then who was he?

Si Ye?

Ming Yao’s mind suddenly became a mess.

She bit her lip hard, trying to calm herself down first.

There was still a way to confirm whether he was really Gu Siting or not.

Ming Yao went downstairs to find Aunt Zhong.

"Aunt Zhong, there’s something I’d like you to help me with."

"Yaoyao, what are you being polite for? Aunt Zhong will do anything she can to help you," Aunt Zhong said.

Ming Yao whispered a few words into Aunt Zhong’s ear.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhong was somewhat astonished, "Yaoyao, you suspect that the current Fourth Master is not the real Fourth Master?"

Ming Yao quickly made a silencing gesture to Aunt Zhong.

Shock and panic flashed in Aunt Zhong’s eyes.

"That’s hardly possible, is it?" she asked in a lowered voice.

Ming Yao pursed her lips tightly, "I’m not very sure either, just do as I told you tomorrow."

Aunt Zhong nodded.

That evening, Ming Yao paid a visit to the Gu Residence.

Suddenly missing Little Orange terribly, after bathing, she slept with Little Orange in her arms.

"Mommy, I heard all about it."

Looking at the little girl’s furrowed face, Ming Yao couldn’t help but find it amusing, "What do you know?"

"Trashy Dad is going to find a new First Lady."

Ming Yao gently stroked the little girl’s black hair, "Don’t listen to other people talking nonsense, he won’t find another."

"But I saw the news."

"Those are gossip news pieces, you can’t take them seriously."

Little Orange nestled into Ming Yao’s embrace, blinking up at her pretty and charming mommy, "My mommy is so good, Trashy Dad definitely won’t be blind enough to find another girlfriend."

Ming Yao kissed her little girl’s forehead, "You know it, so don’t think too much about it."

Reassured by Ming Yao, Little Orange immediately felt much better.

After Little Orange fell asleep, Ming Yao couldn’t sleep. She got up from the bed and went to the balcony to space out.

Ming Yao stood on the balcony for a long time, not returning to her room to rest until well after midnight.

The next day, as dawn was just breaking, Ming Yao woke up.

With her mind preoccupied, her sleep was particularly light.

How was Aunt Zhong getting on with it?

This was the first time Aunt Zhong was doing something like this, but she trusted Ming Yao. She said there was something off about the current Fourth Master, so there definitely was.

Aunt Zhong had been at Fourth Master’s side for many years, and this time, when Fourth Master returned, she clearly felt that something was amiss.

Even Little Snowball didn’t want to get close to him anymore. You should know that before Ming Yao came over, Little Snowball’s closest master was Fourth Master.

Aunt Zhong prepared breakfast and squeezed a cup of black soy milk to put on the dining table.

After a while, a tall and stern man came down from upstairs.

"Fourth Master, breakfast is ready."

Today, Aunt Zhong made a Chinese-style breakfast. The man glanced at the dining table and sat down to leisurely start eating.

When Aunt Zhong saw him take a few sips of the black soy milk, her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

"Fourth Master, please eat slowly, I will go get some work done."

The man’s face, hard and cold, nodded slightly.

After leaving the dining room, Aunt Zhong hurried back to her room. She took out her mobile phone and called Ming Yao.

"Yaoyao, he drank the black soy milk."

"Okay, I got it."

Ming Yao knew that Mr. President was going to attend an economic forum summit meeting that morning.

After sending Little Orange to kindergarten, she drove her car to the entrance of the economic forum summit.

The sky changed that morning, and a fine drizzle began to fall.

Ming Yao sat in the car and waited for about two hours before Gu Siting finished the meeting and walked out, escorted by a crowd of people.

Ming Yao timed it right and drove her car in front of his.

On the rainy day, traffic was particularly congested here.

Ming Yao deliberately drove very slowly, causing Gu Siting’s driver to honk the horn several times.

After a moment, Ming Yao pretended that her car had broken down. She stopped the car, opened her door, and walked to the window of the following vehicle.

Knock, knock, knock, she rapped on the window.

The rear car window came down, revealing the man’s chiseled, handsome face.

Ming Yao looked at him with a smile in her eyes, "Mr. President, what a coincidence, my car has broken down. Could I catch a ride with you?"

The man looked at the smiling woman for a moment, his thin lips parting slightly to coldly utter two words, "No."

Ming Yao’s beautiful eyes lifted up in dissatisfaction as she gave him a glare, "How heartless."

She stepped back to let his car leave.

The moment his car drove away, Ming Yao returned to her own vehicle, her face turning pale.

She clenched the steering wheel with both hands; all the blood in her body seemed to turn cold.

There were no signs of an allergic reaction on his face or neck.

Aunt Zhong saw with her own eyes that he drank the black soy milk, but he had no reaction whatsoever.

There was no need to verify DNA; she could be certain that he was not the real Gu Siting.

If her guess was correct, he was very likely impersonated by Si Ye.

Where on earth had the real Gu Siting gone?

Having not returned for so long, could he have really encountered some misfortune?

At this thought, Ming Yao’s nose turned sour, and tears welled up in her eyes.

In the afternoon, Ming Yao called Lu Zhou.

"Assistant Lu, I’d like to treat you and Xiao Ling to dinner tonight; you must find time to come, okay?"

Ming Yao decided to host the dinner at her own small apartment.

She and Zhong Ling got off work early to prepare at the apartment.

After finishing his work, Lu Zhou arrived on time.

Ming Yao had not only prepared a table full of dishes but also red wine.

The three of them ate and chatted. Midway through the meal, Ming Yao suddenly asked, "Assistant Lu, you’ve been with Fourth Master for so many years, haven’t you noticed anything odd about this return?"