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Suppressing his emotions, Song Ling changed the topic, he asked, “Is there anything else you want to add to the investigation?”

Gu Dai thought for a moment, “In this ambush, Yinyin’s father, Wen Ye, might be involved. You should focus on him and my aunt, Gu Si, who’s currently overseas. It might be difficult to investigate her.”

Song Ling noted down everything, his eyes betraying his concern for Gu Dai.

Noticing his gaze, Gu Dai asked, “What do you think?”

Song Ling’s eyes turned cold but softened when speaking to Gu Dai, “I know about your troubles. The explosion on your ship three years ago had a lot to do with your Elder Uncle, Gu Ming, and his daughter Gu Zhi, who envied you, took many of your things.”

In a low voice, he continued, “Your situation is tough, but you’ve been holding on.”

Pausing, he added, “You don’t have to endure this alone. Tell me, and I’ll help you deal with them.”

Gu Dai was surprised to hear that Song Ling knew about it, but she replied, “I don’t need your help; I can handle it myself.”

Song Ling insisted, “I believe in your ability to handle it, but with my help, you can have it easier. Why refuse me?”

Gu Dai, after Song Ling’s remark, said, “I remember you being very busy, always dealing with work. Now you seem too free, having time to pay attention to my affairs.”

Song Ling’s expression stiffened briefly before he replied, “I’m not that busy lately.”

Gu Dai nodded, not probing further.

Unable to hold back, Song Ling finally asked, “Life is so short. Do we have to be so distant with each other?”

Gu Dai, puzzled, countered, “Otherwise?”

Frustrated, Song Ling paced around the room. Calming down, he said earnestly, “Even though we’re divorced, we’re still business partners. You can’t be so distant with me!”

After saying this, fearing Gu Dai’s response, he quickly excused himself to find leads and left.

Gu Dai, reflecting on Song Ling’s words, found them amusing.

They were merely business partners for company work. How close did they need to be?

She found herself increasingly unable to understand Song Ling. Ever since their divorce, his behavior had become more peculiar, not at all like the Song Ling she remembered. It was as if he had become someone else.

After much thought, Gu Dai attributed Song Ling’s odd behavior to some kind of mistake.

Zhao Xuan saw Song Ling leave the room with a cold expression, a familiar scene, so he looked down, unfazed.

Song Ling asked coldly, “What about those thugs?”

Zhao Xuan reported, “President Song, I was a step too slow. By the time I found them, they had already been sent to the police station.”

Frowning, Song Ling asked, “Who sent them to jail?”

Zhao Xuan, even more subdued, apologized, “I’m sorry, President Song, I couldn’t find out.”

Song Ling already had a name in mind when asking – Chu Min.

He must have dealt with this while Gu Dai was in bed.

Cursing inwardly for being outdone, Song Ling realized he needed to hasten the black car investigation, determined not to let Chu Min beat him to it.

Zhao Xuan was puzzled by Song Ling’s sudden departure, almost like he was handling a major company collaboration, forcing him to jog to keep up.

Coincidentally, Chu Min was heading towards the hospital room.

Their eyes met as they passed each other, sparks seemingly flying in the air.

Inside the room, Chu Min looked at Gu Dai for a long time. Seeing her calm demeanor, he relaxed.

Gu Dai, noticing his silence, asked, “Why are you here? Is something wrong?”

Chu Min, reminded of the urgent matter, reported, “Boss, those thugs have been bailed out of the police station.”

Gu Dai asked, “What happened?”

Chu Min explained, “The police said a middle-aged woman in red bailed them out. She had just left the station, and I followed the direction given by the police but couldn’t catch her. I only got a photo..”