Chapter 192 - 192: A Stranger

Translator: _Min_

The atmosphere between Gu Dai and Song Ling attracted murmurs from the surrounding crowd.

“The President of Song Corporation and the young miss of the Gu family seem to be at odds. Could this be a prelude to a major battle in the business world?”

“I don’t know, but it’s intriguing to see Su Ting, who’s always been known for his aloof demeanor, being so tender with Miss Gu.”

“Exactly! He doesn’t exude that untouchable aura anymore.”

The auction had a scheduled break between its segments, lasting for half an hour. A lounge had been provided for the attendees.

Song Ling’s face was a mask of suppressed rage as he watched Gu Dai and Su Ting leave together.

Seeking to console her, Su Ting whispered, “Sister, I’ll buy you an even more beautiful Suzhou embroidery. Don’t be upset.”

She smiled in response, “Alright. But don’t worry about me. Go to the room and rest.”

After guiding Su Ting back to his room, Gu Dai headed to her own.

Once in his room, Su Ting immediately made a call, instructing someone to find a piece of Suzhou embroidery.

Once he ended the call, his thoughts darkened as he remembered how Song Ling had harassed his sister today and over the past three years.

He was determined to seek revenge on her behalf.

Soon after Gu Dai settled in her lounge, she received an unexpected call from Meng Zhi.

As soon as she picked up, Meng Zhi’s voice rushed forth, “Daidai, there’s a car race at the Capital Hotel after the auction. Do you want to come and watch?” With a hint of teasing, he added, “Your Third Brother will be participating!”

A smile crept onto Gu Dai’s face, “Of course 1’11 be there if Third Brother is racing.”

Meng Zhi cheered upon hearing her affirmation.

They continued chatting for a while until Meng Zhi hesitated, “Daidai, about that model at the auction… Do you want Third Brother to investigate who’s behind it?”

Gu Dai was momentarily surprised, not expecting Meng Zhi to know about the incident. Recovering quickly, she replied with confidence, “No need. 1 have my suspicions and have already sent someone to look into it. We should have answers soon.”

Relieved, Meng Zhi whispered, “Alright.”

Just after ending the call with Meng Zhi, Gu Dai’s phone buzzed with a new message.

Chu Min text, Boss, I’ve found out. The cardholder of the bank card is Gu Zhi!

The news didn’t surprise Gu Dai. When she caught a glimpse of Gu Zhi’s fleeing figure outside the banquet, she had already had this suspicion.

She had originally thought that letting Gu Zhi work in the villa was punishment enough. But now, it seemed that this punishment was too lenient for her.

Gu Dai then placed a call to Wu Zhen.

Gu Dai said, “Uncle Wu, keep an eye on Gu Zhi when she returns. I’ll have some questions for her when I get back.”

Wu Zhen didn’t know what had transpired, but he knew that if Gu Dai was making such an arrangement, she must have her reasons. So he quickly responded, “Understood, Miss. Leave it to me.”

Feeling a little stifled in the room, Gu Dai wanted to get some fresh air. But to her surprise, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Song Ling.

Her immediate instinct was to close the door, but Song Ling moved faster, swiftly entering her lounge.

Gu Dai exhaled softly, crossing her arms as she looked at Song Ling with a cold voice, “What do you want?”

The coldness in Gu Dai’s demeanor stung Song Ling. With a determined face, he reached out to grab her hand.

Anticipating his move, Gu Dai deftly slapped his hand away, calmly saying, “Speak your mind. No need to be touchy.”

Song Ling clenched his fist, then quickly relaxed it. He looked at Gu Dai with an interrogative gaze, “When did you learn your medical skills? 1 just reviewed the security footage. Wei Ling’s leg was initially fine, but you made her unable to stand. And later, you even healed her. How did you do that?”

Gu Dai’s brows furrowed slightly. She looked at Song Ling and asked, “Mr.

Song, you should know that we’re divorced. Why should 1 share my affairs with a stranger like you?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Song Ling lowered his gaze, his voice laced with bitterness, “A stranger?”

Gu Dai reaffirmed calmly, “Yes, a stranger.”

Song Ling raised his head and exclaimed with frustration, “You treat me as a stranger, yet you regard Su Ting as one of your own?”