I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 270:1 Won't Take Care of You

Chapter 270:1 Won’t Take Care of You

Translator: _Min_ |

Zhao Xuan chuckled awkwardly, “No, that won’t happen… Let me tell you how President Song got injured. I wasn’t with him today, so I don’t know the exact details, but he was stuffed into a sack and dumped at the company’s entrance.” Gu Dai’s brows furrowed, her voice distant, “A sack?”

Zhao Xuan nodded.

Gu Dai, lowering her gaze, murmured, “I’ll step out for a moment.”

Zhao Xuan panicked, thinking his explanation would make Gu Dai stay, but she was still leaving.

He called out, “Miss Gu…”

“I’ll be back soon,” Gu Dai said before hurrying off to an internet cafe.

Gu Dai gazed at the dense code on the webpage. In no time, she figured everything out, cleared the records, and walked out of the internet cafe. Then, she made a phone call to Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan didn’t answer, possibly busy, so Gu Dai called Meng Zhi.

Meng Zhi, at a banquet, brightened upon seeing Gu Dai’s call. He excused himself from his friends and found a quiet spot to answer.

Meng Zhi asked cheerfully, “Daidai, I’m at a banquet. Do you want anything to eat? I’ll bring something back for you.”

Gu Dai’s stomach growled as she quickly listed her desired dishes to Meng Zhi.

Meng Zhi confirmed each item and said he’d have the chef prepare them. “Great!” Gu Dai responded.

Then, remembering the serious matter at hand, she asked, “Third Brother, was it you and Second Brother who bagged Song Ling?”

Meng Zhi proudly replied, “Yes!”

After his answer, Meng Zhi suddenly became anxious, whispering, “Daidai, did we cause trouble for you?”

Gu Dai laughed, “How could you cause me trouble? I’m calling to say, next time you do something like this, be a bit more discreet, and consult with me. If someone digs deeper, it could be troublesome.”

Meng Zhi nodded vigorously, “Understood, I’ll tell Second Brother.”

When Gu Dai returned to the hospital, Song Ling had woken up.

His eyes lit up, suppressing his happiness, he said indifferently, “You came.”

Gu Dai nodded, “Since you’ve recovered, I’ll leave.”

Song Ling sat up suddenly, exclaiming, “I know who hurt me!”

Gu Dai paused.

Song Ling continued, “The only person I’ve wronged is you, so it must be those men around you, right?”

Gu Dai turned to face him, asking seriously, “Do you have any evidence?”

Song Ling was taken aback by her question.

Gu Dai sighed with relief internally and added, “Your a.s.sumption proves nothing. You’re strong; how could they hurt you?”

Song Ling’s face darkened, “I was drunk, so I couldn’t defend myself… My words aren’t mere guesses. If I investigate, I can find out. Why don’t you take care of me as compensation for their actions?”

Gu Dai, as if hearing a joke, incredulously said, “Me, take care of you?”

Song Ling nodded, “They injured me severely. I can’t even drink water or peel an apple, and I might need special care at night. You should take care of me.” Gu Dai replied, “Sorry, I’m going home for dinner and don’t have time. As for your problems, Zhao Xuan can help.”

After leaving this remark, Gu Dai’s phone beeped. Seeing the picture of food sent by Meng Zhi, she swallowed and quickened her steps home.

Song Ling, in frustration, swept a cup off the table. The pieces shattered on the floor as he fixated on them with bloodshot eyes. Why did Gu Dai staunchly defend those men, refusing to believe his words?

Before, when he was injured, Gu Dai would stay up all night to care for him. Now, she left without a hint of concern in her eyes.

Zhao Xuan, sensing the growing chill in the room, shivered in a corner of the hospital..