I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced

Song Ling Seeks Out Gu Dai

Translator: _Min_

Father Su, seemingly oblivious to the stares directed at him, asked nonchalantly, “Where will I be staying these few days?”

Gu Zhe gestured to Wu Zhen, the villa’s butler, and introduced him to Father Su, “This is our villa’s butler. You can ask him to arrange a room for you.”

Father Su let out a cold laugh, “So, you invite me here, only to dismiss me to a butler upon my arrival?”

After saying this, he glanced around, his gaze finally landing on Xu Huan, and with a smile, he said, “I want you to personally show me to my room.”

Gu Zhe’s brow furrowed slightly, “Mom’s leg is broken, it’s not convenient for her to take you.”

Father Su’s gaze shifted to Xu Huan’s leg, then he nodded lightly and said, “In that case, you can take me to my room.”

Gu Dai took a deep breath, wanting to speak, but Gu Zhe quickly stopped her.

He shook his head gently and then turned to Su Ting and Su Ci, “You kids should chat.”

Remembering Su Ci’s pale face after getting out of the car, Gu Dai nodded, “Alright.”

Gu Zhe then said to Father Su, “Let’s go.”

Father Su had only made a casual remark, not expecting Gu Zhe to actually agree, “Are you sure?”

He followed Gu Zhe, his demeanor unexpectedly submissive.

Su Ting asked Su Ci, “Brother, did something happen in the car with… uncle?”

Su Ci, pale-faced, shook his head, forcing a smile, “It’s just a minor issue.” Seeing that Su Ci didn’t want to discuss it further, Gu Dai and Su Ting didn’t press the matter and changed the subject.

Gu Dai hadn’t expected that just wanting to step out of the villa, she would run into Song Ling.

She inwardly sighed at her misfortune and turned to go back inside, but Song Ling had already seen her.

Song Ling grabbed Gu Dai’s hand, afraid she would shake him off like before, this time holding on tightly.

Gu Dai’s expression darkened from the pain in her wrist, her voice cold, “Let go.”

Song Ling, instead of releasing her, gripped tighter, “I won’t let go. You’ll leave if I do.”

Gu Dai took a deep breath, “What do you want?”

Song Ling looked down, “I heard your company is lacking a certain raw material.”

Afraid of rejection, he quickly added, “I remember signing this project with you overseas, so it’s normal for a partner to care about the project’s progress, right?”

Gu Dai’s attitude was icy, “Rest assured, I’m already on it.”

Seeing Gu Dai’s confidence, Song Ling felt a surge of powerlessness and couldn’t help but remind her, “Daidai, you’re a woman.”

Gu Dai glanced sideways, “What are you trying to say?”

Song Ling said, “You don’t have to carry everything on your shoulders. Women can be fragile and ask others for help, Daidai, you…”

Gu Dai interrupted him with a frown, “My name is Gu Dai.”

Caught off guard, Song Ling paused.

Seizing the moment, Gu Dai pulled her hand free and swiftly kicked him in the knee, knocking him to the ground, her voice cold, “I’ve told you before not to call me Daidai.”

Song Ling instinctively covered his knee in pain, looking up at Gu Dai in disbelief, “You…”

Gu Dai kicked his other leg fiercely, looking down at him with cold eyes, “Are you saying I wasn’t fragile enough during the three years I lost my memory?”

Song Ling, reminded of her past subservience and devotion only to him, nostalgia filled his eyes, and he smiled softly, “You were very fragile back then.”

After saying this, he added, “And very adorable.”

Hearing Song Ling’s words, Gu Dai’s face bore a mocking smile, “You like fragile women?”

Song Ling’s eyes brightened, nodding excitedly, “Yes, exactly, Dai… Gu Dai, I really liked how you were back then!”

He finished, looking at Gu Dai with hopeful eyes, wishing to make her happy.

Gu Dai’s mocking smile deepened, “But I remember you didn’t like it back then. In fact, you despised it.”

Song Ling, recalling his disdain for Gu Dai, froze..