Chapter 11: Chapter 11: What wife? He doesn’t have one now!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ming Wan’s delicate and beautiful face showed a look of shyness.
Her pearly teeth lightly bit her lip, appearing hesitant to speak.
She naturally knew which look of hers men found most alluring, and usually, this demeanor would make males involuntarily flustered.
But the man in front of her didn’t even bat an eyelid.
His tone was as cold as frost, “What are you doing here?”
Ming Wan took a deep breath, telling herself not to be discouraged.
Gu Siting was always like this, keeping everyone at a distance.
Ming Wan spoke in a soft and gentle voice, “Brother-in-law, I came to look for my sister. Recently, my father has heard some unsavory rumors about her and has fallen ill from anger.”
Ming Wan’s long lashes quivered as she looked at Gu Siting, “Brother-in-law, my sister has been leading a disordered private life outside. Our parents feel very guilty for not having taken good care of her.”
Originally, when Ming Yao was married off to Gu Siting by Ming Guoan, he was the least favored in the Gu Family.
Ming Guoan and Ming Wan never expected that Gu Siting would take control of great power within just two years.
Now, he had become C country’s fearsome Fourth Master Gu, with power that reached the skies.
Ming Wan almost turned green with regret. If she had been the one to marry Fourth Master Gu back then, she would now be the envied Mrs. Gu.
How could that sack of rice, Ming Yao, be a match for Fourth Master Gu?
Luckily, Fourth Master Gu was about to divorce Ming Yao, and at that time, she would definitely find a way to marry into the family.
She refused to believe that Fourth Master Gu would have not a shred of feeling for her!
Ming Wan stepped several paces closer to Gu Siting, and the strong male hormones emanating from him made her heart rate uncontrollably speed up.
“Brother-in-law, my parents said that once my sister returns, they will surely discipline her properly. They hope you won’t blame the Ming Family. Since my sister grew up in the countryside and was only fetched by the Ming Family later, her temper had already been formed…”
Before Ming Wan could finish, Gu Siting coldly cut in, but not to speak to her. Instead, he addressed the butler Steward Zhong standing outside, “Didn’t I order that irrelevant people shouldn’t be let in easily?”
Steward Zhong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, “Miss Ming is the wife’s sister, I thought…”
“What wife? There is no wife in the Imperial Garden anymore!”
Ming Wan’s face turned pale as she heard Gu Siting ordering Steward Zhong to send her away, but then her heart leaped with joy when she heard Gu Siting say there was no longer a wife in the Imperial Garden.
Just as she had expected, Fourth Master was going to divorce Ming Yao!
Steward Zhong walked to Ming Wan and gestured for her to leave, “Miss Ming, let’s go.”
Ming Wan, gazing at Gu Siting’s strong and sexy chest and his well-defined abs, couldn’t bear to leave easily. Even if she couldn’t become Mrs. Gu right now, if only she could touch—
Ming Wan feigned a loss of balance and fell towards Gu Siting’s chest.
Seeing this, Steward Zhong broke out in a cold sweat once more.
Was Second Miss Ming seeking her own death?
Lying underneath the bed, Ming Yao was completely enjoying the drama unfold like an interested onlooker.
She lay on her side, her delicate white hand propping up her cheek, lazily watching Ming Wan perfect the role of the White Lotus.
Tsk.
She wondered if Tyrant Gu would take the bait?
Her sister’s face was painted with cunning makeup, looking pure and harmless, eliciting pity, wearing a little camisole that was suggestive without revealing too much, stirring the imagination.
Ming Yao was engrossed when suddenly she felt a warmth on the back of her neck.
It was as if something licked her, wet and sticky.
Ming Yao swiftly turned around to see a snow-white Garfield Cat with a round head lying on her back, its deep blue eyes staring unblinkingly at her.
As she looked over, it stuck out its tongue and gave her face a lick.
Ming Yao’s eye twitched; she almost swatted the cat away with a slap.
Just then, a ‘thud’ sounded.
Ming Wan, who was preparing to pretend to fall accidentally into the man’s embrace, was coldly and heartlessly pushed away by him and ended up sitting on the floor.
Her eyes, misty with moisture, suddenly met Ming Yao’s from underneath the bed.