Chapter 72: Chapter 72: She Takes the Initiative to Get Closer to Him
Gu Siting tugged at his tie and gave Little Snowball a cold glance, “What’s your name?”
Little Snowball meowed at him again.
Gu Siting reached out and picked up Little Snowball.
Lately, Gu Fuzhen had been feeding it too well; it seemed to have gained weight.
“You need to go on a diet.”
Little Snowball huffed, “…” I’m not fat, I’m not fat, if you dare go upstairs, Daddy, I won’t talk to you anymore.
Gu Siting carried Little Snowball upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door, and smelled a faint fragrance.
The scent of a woman’s perfume.
Had a woman been in his room?
He remembered that Gu Fuzhen never wore perfume, and this scent wasn’t her usual fragrance.
In the moonlight, he saw a delicate figure lying on his spacious sofa.
Ming Yao? Or some other woman?
The handsome contours of Gu Siting’s face instantly darkened.
Zhou Zhiyan hadn’t fallen asleep. Not long ago, the little maid had informed her that Gu Siting was back. She immediately changed into a sexy nightgown and lay on his bed.
She clutched the quilt with both hands, looking anxiously at the man who was walking in.
His height of 1.88 meters, a body as fit as a clothes hanger, and a face as sharply chiseled as if carved by a knife, all exuded a strong and cold aura, radiating masculinity in such a perfect way that it was heart-stirring.
Even though he had been married once, it did nothing to diminish his charm.
As he approached the bed, Zhou Zhiyan’s heart thumped wildly.
Just as she thought he was going to press down on her, there was a click, and all the lights in the room turned on.
The glaring light almost blinded Zhou Zhiyan.
Once she adjusted to the brightness, Zhou Zhiyan, her face flushed, looked towards the man standing by the bed.
Initially, she felt some shyness, but upon meeting his eyes, dark and cold like deep pools with no warmth, her feelings turned to nervousness and helplessness.
His gaze was oppressive; under his stare, she felt as though she was about to suffocate.
“Siting, Brother Siting?”
Gu Siting looked at Zhou Zhiyan with frost on his face, his black eyes filled with disgust and coldness, “Miss Zhou is known as Li City’s top socialite, intelligent and talented, overflowing with elegance. How is it that in private, you shamelessly climb into the bed of a married man like a brazen woman?”
His voice was chilly and sinister, a sign he was close to anger.
Zhou Zhiyan didn’t expect Gu Siting to speak so harshly, showing no consideration for her dignity.
Shame and embarrassment surged up, and tears welled in her eyes.
“Brother Siting, Aunt Yuzhi said you and Ming Yao are divorced. She asked me to come here to be the lady of Imperial Garden. Even this nightgown was something Aunt Yuzhi told me to wear,” she explained.
Gu Siting’s lips curled coldly, “If she tells you to die, will you? Also, I’m not your brother, Miss Zhou. Have some dignity!”
Zhou Zhiyan, “…”
“You have three seconds to get out of my room!”
Gu Siting put down Little Snowball and went straight to the French window, waiting for Zhou Zhiyan to leave.
Zhou Zhiyan’s face turned from green to white.
Never in her life had she been so looked down upon and humiliated.
Before Gu Siting became the Person in Charge of the Gu Family, did she even glance at him?
Now that she was willing to approach him and marry him, it should have been his honor.
She, Zhou Zhiyan, had plenty of wealthy suitors in Li City.
Zhou Zhiyan couldn’t believe she lacked charm in front of Gu Siting. She threw back the quilt and got out of bed, glancing at the nightgown on her body—any woman seeing it would nosebleed, let alone a man.
Barefoot and emboldened, she approached Gu Siting.
Walking behind him, she raised her slender arm to reach for his lean waist.