Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Does this woman want to seduce him again?
Ming Yao’s eyelashes hung down as she sniffled and sobbed.
Neither of the two men had faced such a situation before, and the atmosphere became somewhat stiff, cold, and silent.
At this moment, Little Snowball, who had been sleeping on the sofa, meowed and leaped onto Ming Yao’s body with a whoosh.
Lately, Ming Yao had fed Little Snowball well, fattening it up. After last night’s ‘violence’, her body had not yet recovered. The sudden leap from Little Snowball came with such force that her legs instantly gave way.
Just as she was about to fall, Gu Siting instinctively caught her.
His long palm landed on her waist.
...
But as he steadied her slender waist, he felt a sense of familiarity.
Soft, delicate, barely fitting within his grasp.
Just like the waist of the woman he had held not long ago.
Gu Siting’s gaze became complex as he looked at the little maid before him.
More than once, he had found her similar to that woman.
Why was that woman successful last night?
Beyond the effects of the aphrodisiac in his body, could it be because he thought she resembled this little maid before him?
The moment Ming Yao felt Gu Siting’s large palm on her waist, she stiffened.
His palm carried a burning heat, seeming to penetrate through the layer of fabric, as if seeping deep into her skin.
“Ahem!” Seeing this, Mu Chengjin cleared his throat softly.
Gu Siting immediately withdrew his hand from the woman’s waist, his dark eyes intensely focused on Ming Yao, as if trying to peer into her very soul.
Ming Yao kept her eyelashes lowered, looking as if she dared not meet Gu Siting’s gaze.
“Fourth Master, I may need to ask for another day off tomorrow, I hope you can understand.”
Gu Siting didn’t speak, it was instead Mu Chengjin who said warmly, “I understand, Fujin, you deserve a better man.”
“Thank you for your comfort, Young Master Mu,” Ming Yao said, holding Little Snowball as she headed towards the servant room.
Gu Siting pressed his lips tightly together, his gaze lingering on her receding figure, falling into a long silence.
…
The next day.
Ming Yao returned to the suburban courtyard and received a call from Gu Siting in the afternoon. He told her to meet him at the entrance of a newly opened Western restaurant around five o’clock.
This was the first time Gu Siting had ever called Ming Yao.
Thinking of meeting Old Madam Gu, Ming Yao applied light yet elegant makeup and wore a lake-green Cheongsam.
The Cheongsam was fastened at the collarbone, a half-standing collar encircling her slender and graceful neck, highlighting her full chest and slim waist, with high slits revealing her long, straight legs in glimpses.
As she walked, the occasional flash of skin between her legs was so pale it glowed.
She possessed both the serene and elegant dignity, as well as sensual and bewitching beauty.
These two completely different temperaments were perfectly fused in her!
Ming Yao arrived at the entrance of the Western restaurant around five o’clock, and it wasn’t long before Gu Siting got out of his car.
He was dressed formally, probably just coming from some high-end event.
A black three-piece suit, with a crisp shirt covered by a fitted business vest, a neatly folded pocket square in the breast pocket of his suit, and his dark hair combed upwards, revealing a handsome forehead, making his facial features and face shape appear even more striking.
He immediately spotted Ming Yao standing at the restaurant’s entrance.
The well-tailored Cheongsam perfectly outlined her slender and attractive figure.
She wore black stilettos, her ankle slender, adorned with a delicate anklet, her skin snow-white, creating a striking contrast with the black heels, enchantingly beautiful.
Gu Siting’s brows furrowed.
This woman, dressed up like this, was she trying to seduce him again?