Chapter 330 - 330: Back to the Capital

Translator: _Min_ |

Gu Dai’s eyes lit up as she began to ask, “Master Zhen Chan, are you willing to…”

Before she could finish, Zhen Chan interjected with a firm, “Yes.”

“I came here to tell you that I believe you’re not a fraud. I’m willing to go to the Capital to develop the Suzhou embroidery industry. Also, I owe you an apology for having turned you away at my door,” Zhen Chan confessed.

Gu Dai shook her head softly, “It’s alright. It was the fault of those who deceived you in the past. Without them, you wouldn’t have been so guarded.”

Gu Dai, looking at Zhen Chan, asked, “Is there anywhere where you feel unwell? Let me take a look.”

Even though they weren’t in a hospital, Zhen Chan knew of Gu Dai’s medical skills and her role in saving many, which softened her gaze towards her.

“I’m perfectly fine,” Zhen Chan reassured. “In fact, I should thank you. If you hadn’t climbed over the wall to find me and protected me, I wouldn’t have survived the earthquake.”

After closing the door, Zhen Chan went straight to sleep. She was a deep sleeper and didn’t hear any noise from outside. In the end, it was Gu Dai who came and woke her up.

Gu Dai waved off the gratitude, “It’s nothing.”

Zhen Chan insisted, “It is something! I’ll share all my Suzhou embroidery skills with you as a token of my thanks!”

Gu Dai tried to interject, but Zhen Chan continued, “Call me ‘Auntie Zhen’, like Chi Mian does. ‘Master Zhen Chan’ sounds too formal.”

Gu Dai nodded with a smile, “Alright!”

Su Ting, watching the smile on Gu Dai’s face, couldn’t help but smile himself.

Zhen Chan, observing Su Ting, thought to herself, ‘The love in this young man’s eyes is hard to miss.’

Noting the time, Gu Dai suggested, “Auntie Zhen, you should rest early.”

Zhen Chan agreed but asked before leaving, “When do we leave for the Capital?”

Gu Dai replied seriously, “I came here on a private plane. We can leave whenever you’re ready.”

“Then let’s leave tomorrow,” Zhen Chan decided.

The next day, on the plane, Zhen Chan looked out at the scenery and said, “This is my first time on a plane. The view from up here is even more beautiful than I imagined.”

“If you like it, Auntie Zhen, I’ll take you on more flights,” Gu Dai offered.

Zhen Chan nodded, then sudden she remembered something that made her curious, so she asked, “How did you come to know about me?”

Gu Dai explained, “My grandmother traveled extensively and once visited Xiuyang Village. She spoke with you and told me about it. It was under her influence that I developed a love for Suzhou embroidery.”

Upon hearing Gu Dai’s words, Zhen Chan was momentarily stunned. An image flashed through her mind, and she expressed her disbelief, “You… you’re Xu Huan’s granddaughter!”

Gu Dai nodded, smiling in response, “Yes.”

Zhen Chan’s gaze towards Gu Dai softened considerably. She spoke gently, “I should have realized this earlier. Now that I look closely, you do bear some resemblance to her.”

Zhen Chan inquired further, “Where is your grandmother now? Can I meet her?”

Gu Dai shook her head regretfully, “I’m sorry, Auntie Zhen, my grandmother has been traveling these past years. I don’t know her current whereabouts.”

A fleeting sense of loss crossed Zhen Chan’s heart, but she quickly came to terms with it, smiling, “That indeed matches your grandmother’s free-spirited nature.”

At the hospital.

Song Ling slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the sterile, pale room with a momentary haze, murmuring, “Where am I…”

Zhao Xuan, upon seeing Song Ling awake, rushed to him with excitement, crying out, “President Song, you’re finally awake!”

Song Ling pushed the approaching Zhao Xuan away and asked coldly, “Where is Gu Dai?”

Zhao Xuan hesitated, then shared, “Miss Gu Dai woke up yesterday morning. She went to help save many people.”

The image of Gu Dai diligently at work came to Song Ling’s mind, softening his expression. He gently responded, “Hmm.”

Feeling the pressure lift from him, Zhao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed the prepared meal to Song Ling.

As Song Ling ate, he inquired, “Where is Gu Dai now?”