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Song Ling wanted to tell Gu Dai that she deserved what had happened. If she hadn’t been so set on marrying him in the first place, she would never have gone through such an ordeal.

But when Song Ling looked at Gu Dai’s face, something inside him hesitated. His mouth opened and closed, and in the end, the words remained trapped in his throat, unsaid.

Gu Dai, sensing his reluctance, didn’t want to prolong the uncomfortable moment. Her voice, slightly impatient, broke the silence, “If there’s nothing else, then I’ll be going.”

“Wait!” Song Ling’s spoke out.

Gu Dai, not wanting to be drawn into a pointless conversation, continued to walk away.

Taking a deep breath to calm his racing heart, Song Ling spoke directly, “I’ve already given the painting to Miss Gu, and you knew it well. Yet you still bought it from my mom. No matter how you look at it, this is unethical of you!”

Gu Dai stopped in her tracks, her body rigid with shock. She turned to look at Song Ling, her eyes wide with disbelief, and asked in astonishment, “Are you saying that the gift that was delivered that day was a painting by Master Cui Song?”

Song Ling’s annoyance flared, not understanding the reason for Gu Dai’s reaction. “Of course, what else did you think? Besides, didn’t 1 hand the painting directly to you? Didn’t you see that it was a painting?”

Realization struck Song Ling’s mind as he spoke. He quickly turned to look at Gu Dai, he asked, “Did you throw the painting away?”

Gu Dai remained silent, her eyes downcast.

Song Ling saw Gu Dai’s silence and face turned ashen. His voice rose in incredulous anger, “Gu Dai, you actually threw the painting away! Did Miss Gu authorize this? Fine, tell Miss Gu that the Song family will no longer cooperate with the Gu family in any way!”

Gu Dai did not take Song Ling’s threat to heart since she did not plan to have any partnerships with the Song family in the first place. Now that he has reached the same conclusion, it saved her a lot of trouble.

Her thoughts were elsewhere, her heart aching at the thought of the painting, especially one titled “Moon,” her father’s favorite.

With a heavy heart, Gu Dai ignored Song Ling and hurriedly left, the tires of her car screeching as she sped towards the Gu family home.

Watching Gu Dai’s hasty departure, Song Ling’s face twisted in anger. He took out his phone, his hands trembling as he called Zhao Xuan to pick him up.

Upon hearing Song Ling’s cold voice, Zhao Xuan’s heart skipped a beat. He drove quickly to the Shi family gate, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Song Ling got into the car, his face as cold as ice, a palpable chill emanating from him.

Zhao Xuan cowered in his seat, his voice barely above a whisper as he said, “Mr. Song, I’ve found the whereabouts of the legendary doctor. According to our investigation, the divine doctor is in the capital!”

After Song Ling heard Zhao Xuan’s words, the icy chill surrounding him noticeably thawed, and his furrowed brows relaxed. His face softened as he commanded, “Even though you have found the divine doctor’s whereabouts, do not let your guard down. Keep investigating, and find the divine doctor’s specific location!”

Seeing Song Ling’s mood improve, Zhao Xuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief and promptly responded, “Yes!”

Song Ling closed his eyes and gently leaned back in his chair. His mind became adrift with thoughts of gratitude and indebtedness.

In his life, Song Ling owed debts of gratitude to two people. One was Jiang Yue, who had saved him from a raging fire during his childhood; the other was the legendary doctor who had snatched him back from the brink of death when he had been wounded by a bullet.

He had found Jiang Yue, and was in the process of repaying that debt. Soon, he would also find the divine doctor, and he vowed to thank her in person, to fulfill any promise, and to offer his gratitude.

But what did the legendary doctor look like? The thought intrigued him. And she was now in the capital. Would he recognize her if he stumbled upon her?

As Song Ling fantasized about the appearance of the divine doctor, an unexpected image flashed in his mind: the face of Gu Dai. He snapped open his eyes, quickly dismissing the notion. Impossible! How could it be Gu Dai? Although there was a faint resemblance in the feelings she evoked, Gu Dai, that woman, could never match up to the legendary doctor!

Zhao Xuan, who was observing Song Ling, was taken aback by the sudden increase in intensity emanating from him, especially as he had just begun to relax.

The next second, Song Ling’s questioning voice reached his ears, “The house that was given to Gu Dai earlier, has she sold it?”

Zhao Xuan slightly shrank back, answering, “No.”

Song Ling’s eyebrows knitted together, he inquired further, “Not sold? Is she living in it?”

Zhao Xuan once again negated, “No, Miss Gu has not gone back since her divorce.”

Song Ling’s face turned ashen, his hands clenched into angry fists, and he punched the car seat once in a fit of rage.

Gu Dai had neither sold the house nor lived in it.. That must mean she was staying in some wild man’s house!