Chapter 135:1 Want to Pursue Gu Dai
Translator: _Min_
Zhou Ci’s voice made the tension in Song Ling’s brows ease a bit. Leaning back in his chair, he responded, “No, it’s not about that.”
As for the news, he had already dispatched Zhao Xuan to handle the PR crisis, minimizing the repercussions. Still, rumors continued to circulate.
However, Song Ling had prepared for the worst and didn’t dwell on it.
Zhou Ci chuckled, “Man, you’ve got some nerve. But Jiang Yue is clearly bad news. She left you when you were down and out, only to return once you’re successful. Yet you couldn’t see through her.”
Song Ling’s eyes drooped, and he said coldly, “If there’s nothing else, let’s end the call.”
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Zhou Ci hurriedly interjected, “Wait, wait, I do have something to talk about!”
He had called Song Ling precisely for this matter and couldn’t let him hang up just yet.
Zhou Ci continued, “1 didn’t have to tell you, but since we’re brothers, 1 thought it best to let you know. I’ve developed feelings for Gu Dai and intend to pursue her.”
Ever since their encounter at the bar, Zhou Ci found Gu Dai exceptionally alluring. The more he saw her, the more mysterious and captivating she seemed.
Song Ling froze. Regaining his composure, he frowned and demanded, “Say that again.”
Zhou Ci sensed Song Ling’s irritation but reiterated, “I said 1 like Gu Dai and 1 want to pursue her.”
Song Ling flatly rejected the idea, “No way.”
Confused, Zhou Ci inquired, “Why not? You and Gu Dai have broken up; you have no say in her life. What if she happens to like me?”
Though he might not be as handsome as Song Ling, perhaps Gu Dai didn’t care for overly good-looking men and might find his type appealing.
Song Ling couldn’t believe Zhou Ci’s level of self-delusion. He scoffed, “Take a good look in the mirror. What about you could possibly attract Gu Dai? Even if we’re divorced, 1 know her well enough to say she would never fall for a playboy like you.”
Song Ling’s words made Zhou Ci feel compelled to defend himself. “After realizing my feelings for Gu Dai, I’ve turned over a new leaf. 1 won’t be a playboy anymore; I’ll be a committed man. You should know, when a flirtatious man turns committed, he becomes irresistibly charming!”
Song Ling’s expression darkened even more. With a slight exertion of force, the pen he was holding snapped in two. He coldly asked, “I don’t know! But 1 do want to know when did you start having feelings for Gu Dai?”
Zhou Ci pondered for a moment before answering, “Initially, I was just struck by how radiant she seemed. The more I noticed her, the more 1 started to like her. Plus, she saved my grandfather’s life. A life-saving favor deserves a lifelong commitment. Now, my whole family takes pride in my sincere pursuit of Gu Dai.”
Confused, Song Ling inquired, “When did Gu Dai save your grandfather? Why wasn’t 1 aware of this?”
Zhou Ci let out a yawn and spoke casually, “You were busy preparing for your wedding with Jiang Yue; of course, you wouldn’t know. But I have to say, you’ve been married to Gu Dai for three years and yet know so little about her. You didn’t even tell me she had a medical background. Could it be that you didn’t know either? No wonder she lost interest in you and wanted a divorce.”
Song Ling wasn’t bothered by Zhou Ci’s mockery. He quickly asked, “Are you saying Gu Dai has a medical background and she saved Grandfather Zhou using those skills?”
Rolling his eyes even though Song Ling couldn’t see through the call, Zhou Ci said, “Bro, if you really want to know, you can always have someone investigate.”
With that, Zhou Ci hung up the phone.
After all, he had more important matters to attend to—like executing his plan to woo Gu Dai.
The call to Song Ling had merely been a courtesy; whether or not he agreed didn’t matter to Zhou Ci.
After being hung up on, Song Ling immediately dialed Zhao Xuan’s number. “Find out what recent interactions Gu Dai has had with the Zhou family and how she saved Grandfather Zhou.”
Zhao Xuan, already juggling multiple tasks in a short amount of time, felt his head spin. Nevertheless, he could only respond, “Understood, Mr. Song..”