Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 679 - 676: Sweet and Honeyed

Chapter 679: Chapter 676: Sweet and Honeyed

"Life is a subtraction, where each encounter means one less to come."

"Actually, I’m not fond of this saying. I want to change it to, life is an addition, where each encounter adds to the time we spend together. In the future, I want the first thing I see when I wake up to be you, the one I see when I get home from work to be you, the one accompanying me on overseas visits to be you. We have many more things to do, Ming Yao, to become Mrs. Gu again... no, to become my First Lady, okay?"

When Gu Siting said these words, the crowd around them maintained a respectful silence.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected Mr. President to be so romantic, and so passionate.

Ming Yao’s eyes brimmed with a thin layer of mist; she raised her hand to cover her mouth, deeply moved.

Gu Siting had walked up to her, taking a bouquet from the car and kneeling on one knee beside her.

His other large hand took out an exquisite velvet box from his pocket.

The box opened, revealing a dazzling ring inside.

"Yaoyao, marry me, will you?"

His deep black eyes gazed intently at her, as if they were the vast sea, ready to swallow her whole.

Ming Yao’s heart fluttered violently.

Despite all the onlookers, she didn’t care about anything else.

In her eyes, in her heart, was only the man before her.

Moved to tears, she felt them slide from the corners of her eyes.

As they locked eyes, in just a few seconds, she saw the nervousness in his deep gaze.

She slowly reached out her hand to him, a smile playing on her lips and tears sparkling in her eyes.

"I promise you."

All around, cheers and applause erupted.

Others watching the live broadcast of the proposal also stopped to clap spontaneously.

The woman Mr. President proposed to, in both appearance and temperament, was a perfect match for him.

The commoners didn’t concern themselves with the First Lady’s background.

In any case, they thought the First Lady was particularly pleasing to the eyes and very well matched with Mr. President.

Gu Siting held Ming Yao’s slender fingers, slowly sliding the ring onto her delicate finger.

He stood up and pulled Ming Yao tightly into his embrace.

Both of their bodies trembled slightly.

Clearly from excitement and joy.

Others didn’t know what they had been through, but they knew it themselves.

It was particularly hard for them to come back together.

They both had made significant sacrifices.

But they had no regrets. For the rest of their lives, they would hold each other’s hands tightly, always accompanying each other.

In a secluded corner, someone recorded the scene with their phone.

After recording, they sent it to Qi Ye in Nars Island Country.

When Qi Ye saw the video, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

That’s enough, the grudges and grievances of the previous generation have come to an end here.

As long as no one from the Presidential Residence troubles her, as her brother, he would try to accept Gu Siting, his brother-in-law.

...

After Gu Siting’s successful proposal, he couldn’t wait to give Ming Yao a wedding.

He invited the world’s best wedding dress designer.

He also personally went to Tang Sect to bring Xiao Yiyi back.

During the wedding, he planned for the twin boy and girl to be their flower children.

Ming Yao’s outfit and the twins’ outfits were designed together.

Ming Yao herself was a designer, but she wasn’t very familiar with wedding dresses. She left it to the professionals.

However, she took part in the design of the evening gowns.

The toast dress was a red backless gown, perfectly sculpting her figure.

The evening gown was the first to be finished; Ming Yao and Gu Siting visited the design department together.

When Ming Yao emerged in that backless gown, Gu Siting immediately furrowed his brows.

Her entire back, from her shoulder blades to her spine, was exposed.

Although she had birthed two children, her figure was flawless.

Meat where it should be, slim where it should be slim.

Her waist was slender, barely a handful.

Wearing this kind of backless gown, to be honest, was particularly stunning, especially her skin, like a shelled egg, white and delicate.

Gu Siting’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple unconsciously rolling up and down.

"It’s not good-looking," he uttered these three words.

Ming Yao was looking at herself in the mirror, quite satisfied with her reflection, but upon looking up, she saw a man with a dark expression behind her in the mirror.

He stared at her back as if shooting fire from his eyes.

Having known each other for so many years, if she still couldn’t see through his thoughts, her life would really have been lived in vain.

It wasn’t that the gown wasn’t good-looking, but rather his possessiveness was strong, disallowing her to wear such a revealing backless gown.

Naturally, Ming Yao wouldn’t listen to him. During their previous marriage, there was no wedding ceremony, and she never got to wear a wedding gown or dress.

This wedding was the only one in her life, sacred and beautiful.

She wanted to beautifully complete the ceremony.

Moreover, apart from being backless, the gown was quite dignified in the front.

Ming Yao turned around to look at the man, "Siting, everyone wears this style for weddings nowadays, you need to keep up with the trend!"

Gu Siting frowned slightly, "Do you really like it?"

Ming Yao nodded, "Mhm."

The man said no more.

Ming Yao thought he had agreed, but to her surprise, he came out after his shower that night and said to her, "Yaoyao, I want to see you in that gown one more time."

Without thinking too much, Ming Yao went into the dressing room and changed into the gown.

When Ming Yao walked out of the dressing room, she lowered her head to adjust her hair.

Suddenly, she bumped into a solid and broad chest.

Instinctively, she took a couple of steps back.

A long and powerful arm reached out towards her.

Ming Yao was pulled into the man’s embrace.

"Didn’t you want to see my gown?"

Gu Siting looked at Ming Yao with an obscure gaze and said nothing, directly scooping her up horizontally.

Ming Yao was placed on the bed.

She braced her hands against the man’s shoulders, "Wait, the dress will get wrinkled."

The man pulled away her hands, his long fingers caressing her smooth back like jade.

His fingertips carried faint calluses, and wherever they touched, her skin quivered.

"Siting, what are you doing?"

As soon as Ming Yao finished speaking, the sound of fabric being torn suddenly rang in her ears.

Ming Yao’s eyes widened in shock.

"You—"

The man’s thin lips came close to her ear, "Seeing you dressed like that today, I wanted to tear it off."

Before Ming Yao could react, two more ripping sounds followed.

A perfectly good gown was completely ruined.

Ming Yao was so angry that the corners of her eyes began to redden; with her already captivating appearance, her anger made her allure even more irresistible.

Gu Siting pinched her chin and kissed her directly.

"Mm, Gu Siting, you bastard..."

Her muttering voice was entirely muffled by his thin lips.

...

The next day.

When Ming Yao woke up, her body ached all over.

She had hardly slept the previous night.

Looking at the torn gown by the bed, her heart bled.

The bathroom door opened, and the man strode out looking dapper.

"Gu Siting, do you think by destroying one of my gowns, I can’t design another one?"

The man arched an eyebrow, "Hmm, then design one, and I’ll tear one."

Ming Yao, "..."