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Meng Zhi pursed his lips, an action Gu Dai did not notice as she continued, "Su Ting is quite busy with work abroad, so he had to leave right after delivering the gift."

Meng Chuan inquired, "Did he send all these gifts?"

Gu Dai glanced at the gift boxes on the table and shook her head lightly, "No, these are from Song Ling."

Song Ling?

Meng Chuan and Meng Zhi\'s brows furrowed deeply. In the next second, they stood up swiftly and headed towards the door.

Gu Dai, surprised by their actions, asked, "Second Brother, Third Brother, what are you doing?"

Meng Chuan spoke angrily, "I\'m going to deal with Song Ling. I let him off during the day, but he dared to come here at night!"

Meng Zhi nodded in agreement, "Right, me too!"

Gu Dai informed them, "But Song Ling has already left."

Meng Chuan asked, "He left?"

Gu Dai nodded.

Meng Zhi returned from outside and reported, "Second Brother, there\'s no one outside."

Meng Zhi then asked in confusion, "Daidai, how did the guards let Song Ling in?"

He distinctly remembered Gu Dai specifically instructing the guards not to let Song Ling in. Had he remembered wrong, or did the guards allow him in privately?

Meng Chuan shared the same thought, "I\'ll call the guards to ask."

Gu Dai stopped Meng Chuan, her eyes downcast, "The guards wouldn\'t have let Song Ling in."

Meng Chuan guessed, "Are you suggesting Song Ling sneaked in?"

Gu Dai nodded, "Yes."

Meng Chuan mocked, "I never expected the president of Song Corporation to stoop to such actions."

Meng Zhi agreed with a nod.

Meng Zhi then curiously asked, "Daidai, what did Song Ling give you?"

Gu Dai opened the gift box, immediately spotting the bracelet inside.

Meng Zhi leaned in, critically noting, "The bracelet looks nice, but why does it have bloodstains on it?"

Bloodstains?

Gu Dai\'s gaze fell on the bracelet. After pondering for a moment, she responded, "This bracelet might have been handmade by him."

After she said this, she returned the bracelet to the box and set it aside, turning her attention to another gift.

Meng Chuan noticed the embroidery she took out, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Is this a Suzhou embroidery?"

The embroidery was exquisitely detailed, with a three-dimensional snow scene that felt almost real.

Meng Zhi couldn\'t help but admire, "This painting is beautiful."

Gu Dai nodded in agreement, "Indeed, it\'s lovely."

Meng Chuan and Meng Zhi, initially captivated by the embroidery, quickly came back to reality upon hearing Gu Dai\'s remark and earnestly advised her.

Meng Chuan cautioned, "Just because the gift is beautiful doesn\'t mean the giver is good."

Meng Zhi echoed fervently, "Yes, Daidai, I think Song Ling surely has ulterior motives. Don\'t be deceived by him."

Gu Dai, seeing their anxious expressions, reassured them with a smile, "Don\'t worry, I know what I\'m doing. I was just admiring the embroidery."

Meng Chuan and Meng Zhi both sighed in relief, "Indeed, the embroidery is a fine piece."

Gu Dai agreed, "Yes, it uses an ancient technique from a thousand years ago. I\'ll put it away in the storage room."

The mention of the ancient technique astonished both, considering the embroidery\'s potential value of millions if auctioned.

...

Zhao Xuan drove with bated breath, cautiously glancing at Song Ling in the back seat before quickly averting his gaze.

He had been ready to sleep when he suddenly received a call from Song Ling, asking him to fetch an embroidery piece from the villa and then drive him to the Gu residence. However, the guards stopped them from entering.

Zhao Xuan had yet to think of a solution when he saw his boss pick up the item and scale the wall, only to return a few minutes later with a darkened face.

After much thought, Zhao Xuan tentatively asked, "President Song, was Miss Gu Dai pleased with your gift?"

Song Ling remained silent, so Zhao Xuan bravely continued, "I think Miss Gu Dai must have been happy, especially since the embroidery you gave is a rare piece in the market, hard to come by."

Zhao Xuan added, "The bracelet you made by hand, even injuring your hand while making it in the car... Miss Gu Dai, seeing the wound on your hand, may not say it, but she surely feels grateful..."

Song Ling\'s expression darkened, and he coldly commanded, "Shut up!"

Zhao Xuan\'s body trembled in fear, and he dared not speak any further.