I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced

Chapter 312: He doesn’t like me

Translator: _Min_ |

Jiang Yue lifted her gaze to see Song Ling, and, propping herself up with her hands, scrambled to her feet. She hurried towards him, her voice trembling with excitement, “Brother Song Ling, you’ve come.”

Gu Dai turned her head when she heard the voice and saw Song Ling. A mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Her mind raced, pondering how she would respond when Song Ling stepped in to defend Jiang Yue.

However, she did not expect Song Ling to look at her and remain silent for a long moment.

Jiang Yue, upon seeing Song Ling’s demeanor, felt a surge of displeasure towards Gu Dai, her eyes flashing with malice. She blamed this despicable woman for capturing Brother Song Ling’s attention!

Jiang Yue grabbed Song Ling’s hand, her voice quivering with feigned vulnerability, “Brother Song Ling, Gu Dai hit me, look what she did to my face.”

Song Ling shook off Jiang Yue’s hand, stepping back to create distance between them, and said indifferently, “Jiang Yue, I’m not a fool.”

Jiang Yue was stunned, her voice faltering, “What?”

Frowning, Song Ling spoke impatiently, “If you hadn’t come to the Gu Group rooftop, Gu Dai wouldn’t have hit you, and you wouldn’t have been injured. This is all your own doing.”

Song Ling glanced at Jiang Yue’s swollen face, his gaze shifting away in irritation. He used to stand up for her because she had once saved him from a fire, but now she seemed nothing like the person he remembered.

All he wanted now was for Jiang Yue to stay far away from him, to never appear before him again!

Jiang Yue, tears streaming down her face, asked vulnerably, “Brother Song Ling, do you like Gu Dai? Is that why you always take her side?”

Song Ling looked up at Gu Dai, who stood beside Su Ting. Seeing them together, a perfect match, his mood darkened, and he replied coldly, “No!”

Although Song Ling appeared calm, his heart was in turmoil.

He kept telling himself that he was acting out of guilt for past actions, trying to make amends to Gu Dai. Yet, he found himself increasingly affected by her, caring about her feelings in a way that seemed more than just guilt.

Was it possible that he had fallen for Gu Dai?

Jiang Yue, watching Song Ling gaze intently at Gu Dai, bit her lip and said, “Brother Song Ling, I think you’ve fallen for Gu Dai.”

Gu Dai, surprised to find herself the subject of their conversation despite her silence, quickly interjected, “No, your Brother Song Ling doesn’t like me. His favorite has always been you.”

With that, Gu Dai left the rooftop with Su Ting.

Song Ling, watching Gu Dai and Su Ting depart, felt a pang of discomfort. Clenching his fists, he said resolutely, “I don’t like Gu Dai!”

Jiang Yue felt a wave of relief and pleaded, “Brother Song Ling, you’ve misunderstood me too much. Remember how I saved you from that fire? Give me a chance to explain, okay?”

She had prepared a timeline and an explanation, ready to recite it and regain Song Ling’s trust.

Eagerly looking at Song Ling, she began to explain without waiting for his response, “It was all Gu Dai’s doing…”

Song Ling, his face darkening, interrupted sharply, “Shut up!”

Jiang Yue stopped mid-sentence, stunned.

Song Ling continued, “I was willing to give you a chance, but you start by slandering Gu Dai. She is kind and has no time to bicker with you. Yet you accuse her of framing you!”

Jiang Yue, caught off guard by his insight, insisted weakly, “I’m not lying, Brother Song Ling. I was the one who saved you from that fire. Don’t you trust me?”

Song Ling looked at Jiang Yue disappointedly until she averted her gaze in panic, murmuring, “If I had known you were like this, I would have preferred not to be saved from that fire.”

Pausing for a few seconds, he added, “I don’t understand why you’ve become this way, but I’ve been feeling lately that the person who saved me wasn’t you.”

Jiang Yue’s eyes flickered with panic as she hastily claimed, “I was the one who saved you, there was no one else!”

Song Ling, no longer wanting to see Jiang Yue, ordered Zhao Xuan coldly, “Take her away!”