I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 352: Fashion Show

Chapter 352: Fas.h.i.+on Show

Translator: _Min_ |

Jiang Lin spoke with a detached tone, “Since the grat.i.tude for the past life-saving deed has faded, it’s time to save him again. Experiencing such an event once more will remind him of the past, and he will surely treat you well again. After all, Song Ling is a person of deep feelings and loyalty.”

Jiang Yue paused, her voice filled with uncertainty. “Save him again?”

Jiang Lin nodded firmly. “Yes!”

Jiang Yue, feeling out of her depth, whispered, “But the person who saved him before wasn’t me. I don’t know what to do now.”

Jiang Lin, unable to comprehend how she, being so astute, could have such a foolish relative, replied coldly, “I will arrange everything. You just have to act when the time comes.”

Jiang Yue nodded eagerly, her voice tinged with excitement. “Thank you, Auntie!”

When Jiang Yue previously claimed to be Song Ling’s lifesaver, she always felt a sense of guilt. But this time, if she could indeed save him, her claim would become reality, allowing her to face him with renewed confidence.

Song Yu, overhearing the conversation, was shocked. She covered her mouth to suppress a gasp.

Jiang Yue wasn’t her brother’s lifesaver!

Fearing discovery, Song Yu quickly and quietly left the area.

Gu Dai turned to Su Ting and inquired, “How is Fu Nan’s training going these past few days?”

Su Ting, after a moment of reflection, earnestly replied, “He’s very dedicated during training and is making rapid progress.”

Gu Dai nodded, pleased with the response.

Considering Su Ting’s high standards, Fu Nan’s ability to earn his approval indicated his exceptional skills.

Gu Dai proposed, “I’m planning a fas.h.i.+on show this Sunday. I’d like you and Fu Nan to partic.i.p.ate. Would that be okay?”

Su Ting smiled and responded enthusiastically, “Of course!”

He then softly called out, “Sis.”

Gu Dai looked up, her expression inquiring, “What’s the matter?”

After a moment of thought, Su Ting asked hesitantly, “Sis, why were you with Song Ling and the others at the amus.e.m.e.nt park today? If it’s inconvenient to talk about it, that’s okay. I was just curious and wanted to ask.”

Gu Dai saw no reason to withhold the information. “I took Yinyin to the amus.e.m.e.nt park for some fun and happened to run into them there. So, we just ended up spending the day together.”

Su Ting nodded in understanding, then earnestly added, “Sis, in the next few days, I will dedicate myself even more to teaching Fu Nan. I promise to perform well at the fas.h.i.+on show!”

Gu Dai smiled and responded, “Good.”

The atmosphere at Song Corporation had been notably tense recently.

The employees, unable to bear the gloominess any longer, approached Zhao Xuan for insights. “a.s.sistant Zhao, what’s with President Song? He’s been so downcast and icy lately.”

Zhao Xuan, equally helpless, couldn’t very well say that Song Ling was upset because he had been rejected by Miss Gu Dai again.

So, he maintained his composure and replied, “President Song has been overwhelmed with work. It’s normal to be a bit moody under such stress.”

As Zhao Xuan finished speaking, he received a phone call that visibly drained the color from his face.

With a grief-stricken expression, he walked into the office to report, “President Song, Jiang Yue has disappeared.”

Song Ling lifted his frosty gaze from the doc.u.ments, his eyes cold as he regarded Zhao Xuan. “Find her. If you can’t, forget about your bonus this year!”

Zhao Xuan hastily agreed, “Yes, President Song!”

Just as Zhao Xuan was about to leave, Song Ling stopped him.

Zhao Xuan turned back, “Do you have any other instructions, President Song?”

After a long silence, Song Ling finally asked, “What is Gu Dai doing?”

Zhao Xuan sighed and reported, “Gu Group is currently planning a fas.h.i.+on show. It’s scheduled for Sunday.”

Song Ling scoffed coldly, well aware that Su Ting would likely be partic.i.p.ating in Gu Dai’s fas.h.i.+on show.

Zhao Xuan, observing Song Ling’s silence, tentatively suggested, “President Song, the fas.h.i.+on show is open to the public. Would you like to attend?”

Song Ling sharply declined, “No.”

Zhao Xuan, regretting his question, hurriedly sought to leave the office but was once again stopped by Song Ling.

Song Ling then said, “Song Yu might be interested in the fas.h.i.+on show. Get a few tickets.”

Zhao Xuan quickly agreed, though he suspected that it was more about Song Ling’s interest than Song Yu’s.

After Zhao Xuan left, Song Ling dialed Song Yu’s number and informed her, “This Sunday, we’re going to a fas.h.i.+on show.”

Song Yu initially resisted, “Brother, I don’t have money right now. I won’t be able to buy anything there; I don’t want to go!”

Song Ling’s expression darkened. After a few seconds, he said, “I’ll give you money to shop..”