Chapter 357 - 357: Proud Gu Dai

Translator: _Min_ |

Zhao Xuan’s eyes brightened when he saw Gu Dai conversing with someone. He hurried to her side and asked, “Miss Gu Dai, has President Song come looking for you?”

Gu Dai replied, “No.”

Zhao Xuan’s hope faded, his face turning pale in an instant. “Something must have happened to President Song!”

Gu Dai, seeing Zhao Xuan’s expression, gently said, “Perhaps President Song is somewhere else. Keep looking.”

Zhao Xuan shook his head. “I’ve just looked around and didn’t see him. And since he’s not with you, something must have happened!”

Convinced that Song Ling had gone to find Gu Dai and was nowhere to be found outside, Zhao Xuan deduced he must still be in the house.

Gu Dai, realizing the same, turned towards the house and then said, “Your President Song is over there.”

Song Ling, covered in dust and appearing dazed, focused his gaze on Jiang Yue on the stretcher, pleading with the doctors, “Please save her, hurry!”

The doctor quickly reassured him, “Don’t worry, sir. We’ve already examined this lady. She’s seriously injured but her life isn’t in danger. She’ll be fine with timely treatment.”

Song Ling, relieved, followed them onto the ambulance.

He glanced at Gu Dai and her companions, Su Ting and Fu Nan, then told the doctor without looking back, “Let’s go to the hospital quickly. She must receive the best treatment!”

Gu Dai’s gaze lingered on the ambulance until it disappeared, then she turned to Zhao Xuan and asked, “Is the person on the stretcher Jiang Yue?”

Zhao Xuan, with a flicker of annoyance and eyes closed, replied, “Yes.”

He was now irked by Jiang Yue, as Song Ling had finally realized his feelings for Gu Dai, only for her to intervene.

Zhao Xuan spoke in defense of Song Ling, “President Song is just kind-hearted. He saved Jiang Yue because he happened to come across her. Don’t overthink it.”

Gu Dai nodded nonchalantly, “I’m not overthinking. You should go to the hospital to find Song Ling.”

Zhao Xuan then left.

Su Ting, feeling a slight heaviness in his heart, closed his eyes briefly, then opened them and said softly, “Sis, Song Ling is not worth it. Don’t be sad over someone like him.”

Gu Dai looked puzzled at Su Ting and seriously said, “I’m not sad.”

Su Ting, taken aback, asked in confusion, “But you were watching Song Ling leave just now. Weren’t you jealous?”

Gu Dai then realized how her behavior had been misconstrued and quickly explained, “I was just curious how Jiang Yue ended up here. I suspect the fire might be related to her.”

As soon as Gu Dai finished speaking, she was embraced by Meng Chuan, who had rushed over. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After releasing Gu Dai, Meng Chuan looked her over anxiously and asked, “Daidai, are you hurt?”

Gu Dai smiled, shaking her head, and patted Meng Chuan, “Don’t worry, Brother. I noticed the fire spreading early and ran out in time. I’m not hurt. And I alerted others to the fire so they could escape too!”

Meng Chuan sighed with relief and praised her, “Daidai, you’re amazing.”

He then glanced around Gu Dai and asked with curiosity, “Where is Meng Zhi? Wasn’t he supposed to protect you?”

As Meng Chuan spoke, he was already planning how to reprimand Meng Zhi later.

Gu Dai laughed lightly, then mysteriously said, “I sent Third Brother to take care of my best friend.”

Meng Chuan, not a fool, instantly understood her implication and shook his head in resignation, “You…”

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Song Ling sat outside the operating room, his heart full of anxiety, even though he knew Jiang Yue’s life wasn’t in danger.

He was haunted by memories of Jiang Yue’s words and her desperate attempt to save him despite the danger.

Song Ling felt regret, realizing he might have been too harsh on Jiang Yue in the past, the one who had saved his life twice now!

As the operating room door opened, Song Ling quickly approached the doctor, “How is she?”

The doctor reassured, “Don’t worry, President Song. Miss Jiang Yue is awake now. She just needs to rest and recover in the hospital for a while.”

Song Ling approached Jiang Yue and asked softly, “Are you feeling any discomfort?”

Jiang Yue, tears in her eyes and smiling, said, “Brother Song Ling, you’re finally talking to me. I’m so happy..”