Gu Siting turned his head, his dark eyes glaring at Ming Yao with icy coldness.
A layer of frost seemed to cover his handsome face as he warned her with his gaze, "Let go if you know what's good for you, and stop talking nonsense!"
The moment Ming Yao embraced the man, she could smell the refreshing scent of fir that emanated from him, carrying a rich masculinity.
Ignoring the murderous look in Gu Siting's eyes, she buried her face in his back and shamelessly rubbed against it.
In Gu Siting's other hand, not holding the phone, his knuckles started to crack ominously.
Ming Yao sensed danger, so she let go of Gu Siting, stepped back two paces, and said in a soft, tender voice, "Brother Siting, don't be so fierce. You're hurting me~"
Ming Yao intentionally altered her voice, making it so soft and sweet that Old Madam Gu naturally couldn't recognize it was her.
"Ah Ting, who's speaking on the other end of the phone?"
"Are you finding women behind Yaoyao's back?"
