I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 293:1 don't like her

Chapter 293:1 don’t like her

Translator: _Min_ |

After Gu Dai made her remark, she couldn’t help but scoff, “Song Ling is really strange. He doesn’t seem happy even when offered money!”

Chu Min, observing his emotionally inept boss, shook his head helplessly. He chose not to explain Song Ling’s inner thoughts and simply nodded in agreement, “Right!”

Fu Nan had already packed up. Chu Min, leaving the hotel room with him, couldn’t help but worry about leaving Gu Dai alone in Chuan City. He feared the recurrence of past events.

If only someone could look after the boss, he thought.

Just then, Zhao Xuan’s name popped into his mind.

Chu Min had a good impression of Zhao Xuan from their few encounters, finding him reliable and nothing like his boss.

Meanwhile, at the Song Corporation Hotel, Zhao Xuan noticed Song Ling, who had been staring at his computer screen and instructing key company personnel to investigate matters since returning to the hotel. Zhao Xuan didn’t know the specifics, but he guessed it was related to Miss Gu Dai.

Zhao Xuan offered, “President Song, your coffee.”

Song Ling took a sip and returned his gaze to the computer screen.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan couldn’t help but express his concern, “President Song, you’ve been working non-stop for hours. Maybe you should take a break.”

Song Ling declined, “No need.”

Immediately after, Song Ling instructed Zhao Xuan, “Later, check on those arrested by the police. See if Gu Dai’s uncle is involved, and also investigate Gu Dai’s aunt abroad.”

Zhao Xuan complied, “Yes, President Song!”

Song Ling, with a troubled expression, closed his eyes. He was deeply concerned about Gu Dai’s dangerous situation and suspected a connection to an incident on a cruise s.h.i.+p three years ago.

“Ensure Gu Dai’s safety,” Song Ling instructed Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan quickly agreed, then couldn’t help but comment, “President Song, you’re really kind to Miss Gu Dai. But if you don’t express your true feelings to her, how will she know your affection?”

Song Ling frowned, looking at Zhao Xuan as if he were a fool, and asked in confusion, “Who said I like Gu Dai?”

Zhao Xuan, stunned, uttered, “Ah?”

He couldn’t understand. Song Ling was so attentive to Miss Gu Dai, where to helped to even solve the smallest problem, even chasing her from Jing City to Chuan City!

If that wasn’t affection, what was it?

Song Ling clarified, “I don’t like Gu Dai at all. My actions are merely compensation.”

Zhao Xuan decided not to argue with Song Ling. After all, if President Song had made up his mind about something, it wasn’t his place to change it.

As Zhao Xuan was about to leave for his room to carry out Song Ling’s instructions to investigate the a.s.sailant, his phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he paused, slightly taken aback.

“What is it?” Song Ling asked.

Zhao Xuan, after a brief pause, replied, “President Song, it’s Chu Min calling.”

Chu Min?

Song Ling’s expression darkened, “Answer it. Let’s see what he wants.”

Zhao Xuan, avoiding eye contact with Song Ling, answered the call on speakerphone, “What’s up? Why are you calling?”

Chu Min said, “I have to return to the capital for a couple of days. I’m entrusting my boss to you. If anything happens, contact me immediately. I hope you can help.”

Zhao Xuan promptly agreed, “Of course, I’ll take good care of Miss Gu Dai.”

Hearing Zhao Xuan’s response, Chu Min felt relieved and satisfied, “I knew I wasn’t wrong about you. You’re more kind-hearted than your President Song.”

Chu Min’s remark left Zhao Xuan surrounded by a chill. He hastily replied, “Ha ha, I think President Song is quite good, even better than me.”

Chu Min scoffed, “Good? We’ll discuss that some other time. I’m boarding my flight now. And about looking after my boss, do it discreetly, don’t let Song Ling know.”

Gu Dai recently didn’t want to see Song Ling. If she found out that it was because of him that Song Ling was bothering her, she would never forgive Chu Min.

Zhao Xuan, feeling tense, glanced at Song Ling, quickly lowered his head, vaguely agreed with Chu Min, and hurriedly ended the call..