I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced

Chapter 350: Enjoy your own life

Translator: _Min_ |

Gu Dai’s thoughts were clouded by the images in her mind, her expression growing increasingly cold.

The female ghost continued, her voice tinged with a mix of amusement and sadness. “It’s laughable, really. After my death, my ex-husband realized that the person he had always loved was me. He was filled with regret, haha, and he imprisoned the woman he loved, blaming her for my death. He sought out masters from all corners, all to bring me back to life.”

The ghost sighed, a hint of bitterness in her tone. “In the end, he didn’t resurrect me. Instead, he went mad with grief and took his own life. As a ghost, he haunts me every day!”

Song Ling listened, his face gradually turning ashen, as the story sounded eerily familiar.

The ghost appeared conflicted. “I’m so confused now, unsure whether to forgive him or not.”

Song Ling hurriedly spoke up, his voice filled with a desperate hope. “Forgive him. He now understands his mistake. If you forgive him, he will surely treat you well!”

Although Song Ling was speaking to the ghost, his gaze was fixed firmly on Gu Dai.

Upon hearing Song Ling’s words, the ghost seemed troubled.

“I did love him,” the ghost confessed, “but after my death, I realized there are many outstanding men in the world. My love for him has faded, and I no longer understand why I loved him so much.”

Gu Dai looked down, her voice calm and collected. “You no longer love him.”

The ghost paused.

Song Ling looked startled, his eyes fixed on Gu Dai.

“People should live for themselves, not for the emotions of others,” Gu Dai stated matter-of-factly. “Now, you can enjoy your own life.”

The ghost laughed softly, understanding dawning in her voice. “I see your point. But before I move on, I have one last wish.

“I want to share a 30-second kiss with my lover as a final farewell. I can’t bring myself to do it, so I hope you can help me witness this scene.”

Gu Dai, arms crossed, regarded the ghost with a detached expression.

The actor playing the ghost, under Gu Dai’s gaze, regretted her words and wished to take them back.

Before she could, Gu Dai spoke, “I can fulfill your request.”

As Gu Dai finished speaking, both Song Ling and Zhou Ci’s eyes lit up, and they instinctively moved towards her.

Song Ling looked expectantly at Gu Dai, but upon seeing Zhou Ci approach, his face darkened. He pushed Zhou Ci aside and said, “This is part of the haunted house’s scenario. If we don’t do as she asks, we can’t leave. So, let’s do it.”

Gu Dai glanced at Song Ling, then nonchalantly pushed him aside. She walked towards the ghost, brushed her hair aside, and played a video of a kiss on her phone for the ghost to see.

“Is this video sufficient to ease your regret? If not, I can find another one for you,” Gu Dai inquired, her tone professional yet considerate.

After a pause, she added, “With today’s technology, there’s no need for a live performance. Am I free to go now?”

The ghost, removing her wig and nodding eagerly, replied, “Yes, yes, of course! You’ve passed!”

Song Ling watched Gu Dai with a deep, unreadable gaze.

Zhou Le, frustrated, complained to Zhou Ci, “Cousin, you were so easily pushed aside by a rival!”

Zhou Ci quickly covered Zhou Le’s mouth, relieved that Gu Dai hadn’t heard. He whispered, “You don’t understand. I knew Gu Dai would refuse, so I stepped aside on purpose.”

Zhou Le rolled his eyes, inwardly despising Zhou Ci’s excuse.

Tired from the day’s events, Gu Yin fell asleep in Gu Dai’s arms.

“It’s getting late. I should be going,” Gu Dai announced, her voice calm and composed.

“I’ll walk you out,” offered Song Ling, stepping forward.

“No need. Someone’s picking me up,” Gu Dai declined.

Before Song Ling could inquire further, a black car pulled up.

Su Ting emerged from the car, glanced at Song Ling, and then sweetly called out to Gu Dai, “Sis.”

He took Gu Yin from Gu Dai’s arms and helped her into the car, then turned to Gu Dai with a smile. “Sis, please get in.”

Song Ling called out to Gu Dai’s retreating figure, “I have news about the incident from three years ago!”

Gu Dai paused, turning to face him. “Go on.”

Song Ling hesitated. “The information isn’t with me right now…”

Gu Dai resumed walking, her tone indifferent. “In that case, we’ll talk when you have the information..”