I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 281: Don't you know

Chapter 281: Don’t you know

Translator: _Min_ I

Upon reaching the restaurant, Chu Min received a message from his subordinates, requesting his presence for a matter.

“Boss, I…” Chu Min began.

Gu Dai, noticing Chu Min’s actions, guessed what was happening. Without letting him finish, she said, “Go ahead, I’ll be fine here alone.”

Before he left, he didn’t forget to mention, “Boss, I’ve ordered your favorite dishes. They’ll be served soon.”

“Okay,” Gu Dai nodded in acknowledgment.

While waiting for the dishes, Gu Dai took out her tablet to work.

Suddenly, a shadow cast over her table. a.s.suming it was the waiter with her order, she politely said, “Thank you.”

After finis.h.i.+ng her work and hearing no response or seeing any movement on the table, Gu Dai looked up, puzzled, only to find Song Ling standing there.

“Quite a coincidence. There are no seats available nearby. May we share a table?” Song Ling asked calmly.

“No,” Gu Dai refused.

Ignoring her rejection, Song Ling sat down opposite her. “We’re still business partners and will meet in the future. If you continue avoiding communication with me, it will affect our project.”

Gu Dai crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, her gaze indifferent as she observed Song Ling.

The waiter arrived, and soon the table was filled with dishes.

The waiter, admiring Gu Dai and Song Ling, couldn’t help but comment, “You both look like a perfect match, a match of talent and beauty. I wish you a long and happy life together.”

Song Ling’s lips curved into a slight smile as he said, “Thank you.”

As his words trailed off, he pulled out his wallet and drew several red bills, handing them to the waiter while saying, “For the tip.”

Gu Dai, unable to comprehend Song Ling’s behavior, earnestly told the waiter, “We’re divorced and can’t accept your blessings.”

Surprised, the waiter quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I was mistaken.”

“It’s okay,” Gu Dai replied softly.

As the waiter left, he couldn’t help but look back at them, feeling sorry for their divorce.

Reflecting on the fact that Song Ling, a divorced man, was still pursuing his ex-wife, his sympathy turned into disdain.

Song Ling looked at the dishes and asked, “Do you like all these?”

“Yes,” Gu Dai responded.

Then, she saw Song Ling taking photos of the dishes with his phone.

“I’m recording these to invite you for a meal later,” Song Ling explained without being asked.

Gu Dai, unable to hold back any longer, looked directly at Song Ling and asked, “Are you out of your mind?”

Song Ling’s expression froze for a few seconds before returning to normal. “No,” he replied.

Gu Dai, still convinced of her initial thought, remained unswayed.

Song Ling, realizing her thoughts, felt increasingly frustrated. He tugged at his tie in irritation and asked, “Can you talk to me normally?”

“I always talk normally,” Gu Dai replied, puzzled.

Song Ling chuckled coldly.

When Gu Dai spoke with other men, her eyes always held a trace of a smile, but with Song Ling, all that remained was coldness and indifference.

It used to be that only Song Ling occupied her gaze, but now, it seemed anyone could be in her sight except him.

And where once every word he said was met with her earnest attention and gentle replies, now she responded with impatience.

Song Ling lowered his gaze, sighing wearily, and murmured softly, “Why have you changed so much all of a sudden? Even if you’ve regained your memory, it shouldn’t be like this…”

Gu Dai let out a mocking laugh and asked coldly, “Why have I changed so much? Don’t you know?”

Song Ling met Gu Dai’s eyes, his pupils contracting briefly before he averted his gaze, looking down.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the words just wouldn’t come out.

He knew very well that the drastic change in Gu Dai was entirely due to his neglect and indifference.

The atmosphere between them grew colder.

Gu Dai, who had been hungry and looking forward to the meal, suddenly lost her appet.i.te due to Song Ling’s presence.

She set down her utensils and picked up a napkin to wipe her lips, “I’m full. You can finish your meal.”

With that, she picked up her bag, preparing to leave..