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Gu Dai recalled the license plate number she hazily saw after being hit by a car.

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This license plate wasn’t from Chuanchen or the Capital. Who could be targeting her?

She turned to Chu Min and softly asked for her computer.

Chu Min, frowning slightly, asked, “Boss, what do you want to check?”

Gu Dai nodded, “A black car hit me. I want to see if there are any clues.”

Chu Min handed her the laptop, puzzled, “I found out that those men arranged the car. Why do you need to check further?”

Gu Dai, focused on the screen, replied, “They did arrange a car, but the one that hit me was a different black car.”

Chu Min’s expression turned serious upon hearing this. “Who could it be?”

Gu Dai pondered.

She had been monitoring Gu Ming, but there was no news about his movements. That left Wen Ye, who she had beaten up and who was likely harboring resentment.

Wen Ye, who spent his days indulging in alcohol and gambling, lacked the influence to bail out the man’s associates. It was clear that someone more powerful was backing him.

Gu Dai spent ten minutes going through all the information but made no progress.

Seeing this, Chu Min said, “Boss, I’ll arrange for someone to check the surveillance cameras. Maybe we’ll find something.”

Gu Dai nodded in agreement, “Okay.”

Before Chu Min left, Gu Dai stopped him, “I met a boy that day and asked him to wait for me, but…”

“Don’t worry, boss,” Chu Min reassured her, “I saw him in your car when I was looking for you. After learning what happened from him, I arranged for him to stay in a nearby hotel.”

He had spent quite some time taking care of the boy, otherwise he could have made to his boss when those people were ambushing her.

He regretted not delegating this task, as it delayed him from reaching Gu Dai during her ambush.

After Chu Min left, Gu Dai continued her search for the mysterious black car, believing she would eventually find a clue.

Song Ling opened the door of the hospital room and was greeted by the sight of a conscious Gu Dai, his eyes lighting up.

“You’re awake,” he said.

Gu Dai looked at him, surprised, “Why are you here?”

Song Ling didn’t answer her question directly but instead said, “After you fainted, I took care of you.”

Gu Dai nodded faintly, “Oh.”

Song Ling’s brow furrowed at her cold demeanor.

Gu Dai, sensing his discontent, said, “I took care of you many times in the past, but you’ve only cared for me once.”

Recalling the past, Song Ling softly thanked her, “Thank you for all those times.”

Gu Dai, engrossed in her work, didn’t engage further with Song Ling.

Song Ling glanced at her computer screen and offered, “It seems like you’re struggling to find something. Need my help?”

“No need,” Gu Dai declined.

Looking at her, Song Ling noticed her pale lips and weak appearance, as if a slight push could knock her over.

“The doctor said you have a minor concussion and internal injuries. You need to rest more, so let me handle this,” Song Ling insisted.

Pausing, he added, “You took care of me for three years. Let me investigate this as a way of repaying you.”

Initially reluctant, Gu Dai changed her mind upon hearing his reasoning and nodded, “Okay.”

Song Ling’s capabilities were undeniable, and with the Song family’s strong influence in the capital, he might uncover useful leads.

Gu Dai addressed Song Ling, “I’ll pay you the market rate for your help.”

Seeing Gu Dai’s determination to keep a clear boundary between them, Song Ling felt a sense of frustration welling up inside him. He responded with a sigh, “No need…”

“I insist,” Gu Dai firmly stated.

Staring intently at Gu Dai, Song Ling asked, “Do you really dislike me that much? You don’t want any involvement with me?”

Without hesitation, Gu Dai nodded, “Yes.”

Song Ling felt disheartened. His grandfather had always urged him to get along well with Gu Dai and not to show any animosity, but it was Gu Dai who was distant towards him. He realized his past actions were too harsh, which had led to her current attitude..