Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Her Husband Must Be a Vision of Perfection
The man was wearing a trendy denim outfit with rips, his tall and handsome figure accentuated by the flower-boy style hair dyed in ash grey. A pair of slender and beautiful eyes were slightly covered by his permed bangs, and his face was so perfect it seemed like a miraculous work of art by the heavens, unbelievably impeccable.
A diamond stud glittered on his left ear, shining brilliantly under the setting sun.
The moment their gazes met, Ming Yao furrowed her brows tightly.
Before she could say anything, the man stepped forward and forcefully hugged her into his embrace.
“Senior Sister, you’re really still alive! Emma, you look just like you did before!”
Ming Yao had intended to push away this playful and flirty Junior Brother, but the moment he hugged her, she seemed to be transported back to the Tang Sect.
The familiar feeling made her nose tingle with a slight sourness.
Ming Yao gently patted Jing Hang’s shoulder, “How did you find this place? Didn’t I tell you not to come here?”
“I came to Country C for some business, and when I saw you trending on social media today, I was a bit worried about you.”
Ming Yao curled her red lips, “What’s there to worry about? They’re just a few clowns trying to jump around.”
“That’s true, it’s already good enough if you, Senior Sister, don’t bully others.”
Don’t be fooled by Senior Sister’s lazy and laid-back appearance; if someone really bullied her, they’d end up in a very sorry state.
“Senior Sister, I’m recently staying in Li City, how about we hang out tonight?”
“Let’s not hang out. I have something I need your help with. Find me a servant who is skilled in cooking and is loyal and reliable.” Old Madam Ming had been poisoned, and she didn’t have time to stay at the Ming Residence herself to investigate, so she needed to send someone inside as an undercover agent.
Jing Hang snapped his fingers, “No problem, leave it to me.”
Ming Yao glanced at the time, it was nearly dark, and she wondered whether Tyrant Gu had returned to the Imperial Garden?
She took out her phone to check it and found that the Little Maid’s phone had been turned off, so she hurriedly turned it back on.
There were several missed calls from Aunt Zhong.
Ming Yao quickly called Aunt Zhong back, who, relieved to learn she hadn’t done anything drastic, said, “Then come back to the Imperial Garden quick, I was too worried earlier and contacted Fourth Master.”
Ming Yao, “What, Aunt Zhong, you contacted Fourth Master?”
“Fourth Master asked me and Steward Zhong to look for you because he has a banquet to attend this evening and doesn’t have time to find you himself.”
Ming Yao breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good.”
Jing Hang leaned against the car, arms crossed over his chest, with a gossip-hungry expression as he looked at Ming Yao, “Senior Sister, who’s Fourth Master? You seem quite nervous when you mention him.”
“He’s the husband of this body I’m in.”
“Holy shit!” Jing Hang jumped three feet in the air, “Senior Sister, you got married?”
Ming Yao hummed in affirmation.
“Senior Brother is going to be heartbroken when he finds out—”
He was cut off mid-sentence by Ming Yao knocking him on the head.
“Remember, Ming Yao of the Tang Sect is dead!”
Jing Hang let out a sigh, “You and Senior Brother were a match made by heaven. He’s married, you died, and now you’re reborn into another woman’s body and got married again. The heavens are too cruel to you.”
“Are you done?” impatience flashed in Ming Yao’s eyes, “Don’t mention him again.”
“Yes, yes, I won’t mention it anymore.” Jing Hang moved his handsome face closer to Ming Yao and said with a cheeky grin, “Senior Sister, I really want to see what your current husband looks like. Does he have the divine presence of Senior Brother?”
Ming Yao shot Jing Hang a glance.
Jing Hang patted his head, “Not mentioning Senior Brother.”
Ming Yao opened the door to the sports car and sat in the passenger seat, “Take me to the Tube Building.”
On the road, Ming Yao took out her makeup bag and began to apply makeup.
Seeing her actions, Jing Hang was puzzled, “Senior Sister, why are you making yourself look uglier?”
Ming Yao briefly explained her current situation to him.
Learning that her husband in name could treat her insomnia, Jing Hang was genuinely astonished.
His curiosity about her husband grew.
“Senior Sister, where does your husband live? Can I take you there later? I really want to see what he looks like, the guy you’re so smitten with must be a super handsome dude!”