Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Found a Way to Treat Insomnia
The car headed down the mountain.
Sang Yu stood at the school gate, her feet resting on the local specialties that Gu Siting did not take, her eyes brimming with tears as she watched the direction of the departing car.
Ming Yao leaned against the car window, watching the beauty cry, and couldn’t help but sigh.
The man driving in front must have seen Sang Yu’s sad and lost look, but his handsome, indifferent face showed no expression.
Cold-blooded!
Heartless!
...
Decisive!
Ming Yao appreciated his nature of not leaving any hope for others if he did not like them.
But thinking about his attitude towards her, she felt that it was better to have some sympathy for herself first.
This time returning to Li City, it seemed impossible to get close to him again under the guise of the little maid!
Even if she assumed another identity, he would notice.
Having been deceived once, he would not be fooled a second time!
Should she go back and open a laundry shop, then talk business with Aunt Zhong, letting Aunt Zhong bring all his clothes to her dry-cleaning shop?
Probably not.
The bastard must know she relied on his scent to fall asleep, and he certainly wouldn’t let her easily succeed with this business deal!
Being at his mercy was really uncomfortable!
If he were easy to talk to and had feelings for her, that would be another story, but with his constant cold demeanor and displeased look towards her, who could stand it?
Ming Yao glanced at Lu Zhou, the assistant sitting in the passenger seat, finding the fair and delicate little assistant far cuter than him.
Lu Zhou was reading emails when he suddenly felt Ming Yao staring at him, causing a shiver to go down his spine.
What are you looking at, wife?
Ever since that night he gazed at the wife and got lost in his thoughts, Fourth Master had not shown him a good face these past two days.
Wife, please don’t make things hard for me anymore!
“Xiao Zhouzhou, you seem to be suffering from heatiness lately!”
Lu Zhou, with his fair skin, had two pimple bumps on his chin, which were quite noticeable.
Lu Zhou coughed softly, “Yes, a little.”
With Fourth Master not showing him a good face, his heart was a mess, unable to eat or sleep well; how could he not suffer from heatiness?
“Qingxiang Grass and Liriodendron chinense have anti-inflammatory, antibacterial and heat-clearing detoxifying effects. You might want to try them when you get back; it’s a shame to have pimples on such good skin.”
The moment Ming Yao spoke, the temperature in the car dropped several degrees.
Lu Zhou glanced at Gu Siting, who exuded a chill all around, and he quickly shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.
“Xiao Zhouzhou, how old are you this year, do you have a girlfriend?”
Cold sweat broke out on Lu Zhou’s forehead.
Wife, please spare me!
Ming Yao, as if she didn’t notice the icy aura emanating from the man, didn’t even glance at him, resting her delicate hand on her chin, she only looked at Lu Zhou, “With looks like yours, I’m sure lots of young ladies like you, right?”
Lu Zhou’s fair face turned bright red, “Wife, please, that’s not true. I’m not a third as good as Fourth Master.”
“A pretty exterior is common, but an interesting soul is one in ten thousand. Assistant Lu, you are much more interesting than certain icy characters—”
With a screeching sound, the SUV came to an abrupt stop.
Ming Yao lurched forward, her forehead almost hitting the back of the front seat.
The air in the car was so cold it seemed as if it could freeze.
Ming Yao looked up at the man driving, who in turn glanced at her through the rearview mirror. His narrow eyes were dark and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts.
“Ming Yao, do you itch if you don’t flirt for even a day?”
Ming Yao gently curved her lips, “If I itch, will you cure it?”
Lu Zhou, “…who am I? where am I? What am I doing?”
Pretending not to hear the conversation between the husband and wife, Lu Zhou silently put on his headphones, deciding to stay out of the line of fire.
Gu Siting’s hand on the steering wheel tightened suddenly, the veins on the back of his hand protruding slightly.
Their gazes intertwined in the rearview mirror.
The atmosphere, charged like drawn swords and ready crossbows, persisted for nearly ten seconds.
Gu Siting was the first to withdraw his gaze, not looking at Ming Yao again. He stepped on the gas, and the car sped up even more.
Ming Yao wished she could slap herself.
Why did she have to provoke him when she clearly needed his help?
Sigh, she just couldn’t stand his indifferent, haughty, and superior demeanor.
It was true that she had deceived him by posing as a little maid, but hadn’t she also given him her first time?
In that sort of thing, usually, it’s the man who benefits, right?
Even now, thinking about that night, her legs still hurt!
Gu Siting ignored her, and Ming Yao couldn’t be bothered with him either.
She’d figure something out once they reached Li City!
Ming Yao propped her chin on her palm, gazing out the car window.
In the afternoon, after exiting the highway to Li City, Ming Yao’s phone started ringing.
Seeing the call from Jing Hang, Ming Yao immediately pressed to accept the call.
But her fingertip touched the speakerphone feature, and it wasn’t until Jing Hang’s voice came through that she realized she had activated it.
She hurriedly turned off the speakerphone.
The man driving in front caught the sound of Jing Hang’s voice over the phone right away.
‘Gu Fuzhen’s’ boyfriend!
It seemed their relationship was quite close. Last time he took her through mountains and rivers to find him, and now, no sooner had they returned to Li City than his call came through.
Ming Yao sensed the sharp, cutting cold gaze from the man landing on her, as if it intended to pierce through her.
She tilted her head slightly, pretending not to notice.
In a subdued voice, she said, “Any progress?”
Jing Hang’s voice on the other end was faintly excited, “Senior Sister, I’ve found a treatment for your insomnia in the Secret Manual.”
Ming Yao’s eyes lit up, “Really?”
It seemed that Lady Luck was still on her side, letting Jing Hang find a cure for her insomnia!
“Senior Sister, have you arrived at Li City? If you have time, let’s meet and talk about it!”
“Sure, no problem. Where are you right now?”
“I’m at the airport.”
“Wait for me, I’m not far from the airport; I’ll come pick you up.”
Even though Ming Yao had lowered her voice, Gu Siting, driving in front, still overheard what she said to Jing Hang on the phone.
The large palm gripping the steering wheel tightened slightly.
What did the Little Swindler mean by this?
Was she planning to cuckold him right before his eyes?
The annoyance in his heart hadn’t subsided, and what; she was off to meet another man?
And that was the man she falsely claimed was her terminally ill boyfriend?
Gu Siting didn’t know whether they were actually boyfriend and girlfriend, but from their level of intimacy, that man held no small place in the Little Swindler’s heart!
A sudden wave of inexplicable irritation surged in Gu Siting’s heart.
He tugged at his shirt collar, unfastening the top two buttons.
His thin lips were pressed tightly, his jaw line sharp, all of it accentuating his displeasure.
Having finished the phone call, Ming Yao suddenly felt empowered.
Hmph!
She wouldn’t need to beg this damn man in the future.
No matter how arrogant or overbearing he was, she wouldn’t be serving him anymore!
Ming Yao put her phone back in her bag, raised her head to look at the man driving in front, and her voice was no longer sweet, coy, or soft, but carried a hint of lazy coolness, “Mr. Gu, please pull over at the corner ahead.”
She took out a few banknotes from her bag, “For the ride.”
Lu Zhou, who had been wearing earphones and daring not to intervene in the couple’s quarrel, now felt a Siberian cold air freely spreading inside the car.