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Gu Dai, growing impatient with Song Ling’s silence, finally spoke up, “If you have something to ask, just ask.”

Song Ling pursed his lips, then casually, as if it were an afterthought, asked while looking ahead, “How many boyfriends have you had before?”

Gu Dai frowned, puzzled by his odd line of questioning and his strange attitude towards her lately.

Seeing that Gu Dai didn’t respond, Song Ling pressed on, “With so many men chasing you abroad, you must have had quite a few, right?”

This was a question Song Ling had long wanted to ask. Finally voicing it seemed to relieve some of the heaviness in his chest.

Gu Dai, with a complex expression, asked, “Is this question important?”

Song Ling gritted his teeth, “It’s important!”

Gu Dai pondered for a moment, then replied, “I don’t remember. Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”

Song Ling felt like Gu Dai was just brushing him off. After all, how could she not remember if she had been in a relationship?

His face darkened as he coldly said, “You don’t remember because you’ve had too many, right?”

Gu Dai didn’t understand why he was so fixated on this.

Turning her head towards Song Ling, who was driving, Gu Dai inquired softly, “You’re so concerned about how many relationships I’ve had. Could it be that you’re jealous?”

Song Ling was taken aback, his face frozen for a moment. After a while, he replied unnaturally, “You’re overthinking it. Why would I be jealous over you!”

Gu Dai shrugged indifferently, her attention returning to her phone, looking up information on the thugs.

Song Ling, watching her reaction, blurted out, “Even if you were the last woman on earth, I would never like you, let alone be jealous!”

Gu Dai simply responded, aware that for Song Ling, his love was only for Jiang Yue.

She added, “It’s better that you don’t like me. After all, we’re just business partners, and it’s best not to cross that line.”

Song Ling’s expression darkened once more, his gaze sweeping over Gu Dai, who seemed unaffected by his presence, stirring a strange irritation within him.

In a dimly lit, chaotic underground gambling den, men and women with grim expressions gathered, their curses, cheers, and exclamations echoing.

Upon entering, Gu Dai wrinkled her nose at the pungent smell of smoke, quickly pulling out a mask from her bag.

Her gaze fell upon a table.

Wen Ye was surrounded by several men, playing cards. He seemed to be on a losing streak, his face red with frustration and cursing under his breath.

Wen Ye exclaimed, “Dammit, these lousy cards, I’m going to lose again! I’ll play another round; I refuse to believe I can’t win today!”

The others around him kept flattering him, “Brother Wen is so wealthy today.”

“Brother Wen, I believe it’s just bad luck this round. You’ll win the next one, and if not, definitely the one after.”

“Yeah, Brother Wen, you’re bound to win.”

Hearing their compliments, Wen Ye became more confident, “Of course, I’ve just been unlucky. Once my luck turns, combined with my skills, I’ll surely win!”

At that moment, a few people were pleased to see Wen Ye taking the bait and exchanged satisfied glances.

After all, they had rigged the game. No matter how skilled Wen Ye was at cards, he was bound to lose. Their goal was to have Wen Ye walk in full and leave with nothing but his underwear.

It was then that Gu Dai appeared, standing beside their table, her gaze coldly fixed on Wen Ye.

The card players, feeling the shadow cast upon their table, looked up irritably and cursed, “Who’s the blind fool blocking my fu*king light?”

Their anger turned to astonishment upon seeing Gu Dai.

Her curly hair draped over her shoulders, and she wore a black long dress, exuding a unique charm. However, the aloofness in her eyes added a touch of chill to her presence.

Behind her followed a man in a black suit, his expression dark and foreboding, instilling fear.

Seeing the aura of the newcomers, the players sensed trouble. “Are you two here to cause trouble? Better leave before we get physical, or don’t blame us for being rude!” they warned..