Chapter 507 - Chapter 507: Who made the scent

Chapter 507: Who made the scent

Translator: _Min_ |

Taking advantage of Gu Dai’s presence, Song Ling eagerly spoke up, “Gu Dai, I’ve come to realize, you were the one who saved me all those years ago!”

Gu Dai remained unmoved, responding indifferently, “Oh.”

Song Ling hadn’t expected such a reaction from Gu Dai. A thought flashed through his mind, and he said with a smile, “You must have forgotten about it, but no worries. Let me remind you.”

Song Ling continued, “I was caught in a fire, and it was you who dashed into the flames to rescue me. Despite being younger than me, you carried me out of the inferno. Where did you go after saving me? If you had waited for me to wake up, Jiang Yue wouldn’t have been able to claim your deed…”

Gu Dai interrupted, “So, you’ve been acquiescing to Jiang Yue all these years as a way to repay the debt of the fire?”

Song Ling nodded, “Yes.”

Seeing Gu Dai’s expression remain indifferent, Song Ling’s heart sank further, “All I want now is to repay you, whatever you ask of me.”

Gu Dai’s eyes sparkled, “Really?”

Touched by Gu Dai’s gaze, Song Ling couldn’t help but smile, nodding gently, “Of course.”

Gu Dai then said, “In that case, I hope you never appear before me again.”

The smile vanished from Song Ling’s face in an instant, “Impossible, that will never happen!”

Gu Dai lost interest immediately, “Then, there’s nothing I want from you. You don’t need to repay me.”

Song Ling’s expression darkened further, scrambling for an excuse, “You must not have remembered the incident, right?”

He didn’t wait for Gu Dai to respond, hastily adding, “Yes, you must have forgotten about it, otherwise why would you…”

Gu Dai replied leisurely, “I remember everything about that year, and I’ve always remembered.”

Song Ling asked, “Then why haven’t you told me?”

Gu Dai looked down and chuckled softly, “Because I didn’t see the need.”

Song Ling pressed, “Why?”

Gu Dai explained, “The past is in the past. I don’t want to waste time on things that don’t matter.”

Song Ling clutched his chest, barely holding back the pain, “Is there really no way for us to go back to how things were?”

Gu Dai firmly answered, “No.”

Song Ling’s gaze remained fixed on Gu Dai, unwilling to give up, still believing that Gu Dai would eventually care for him.

Wanting to avoid hearing anything more that might hurt him, he changed the subject, “Let’s not talk about the past. I just want to know if you’re familiar with fragrances. Did you personally create the scent on this amulet?”

Gu Dai’s gaze fell on the amulet, taking a moment to recall that she had crafted it intuitively during a period of amnesia.

Without intending to hide it, she nodded, “I made it.”

Song Ling quickly took out the amulet, “The scent has faded. Can you make another one like it for me?”

Gu Dai shook her head in refusal, “I don’t easily make scents anymore. You can seek someone else.”

Song Ling said, “I’ve already approached other people, but none can replicate…”

Gu Dai’s piercing gaze shifted to Su Ting arriving behind Song Ling, “You’re back!”

Su Ting approached Gu Dai, nodding softly, “Yes.”

He preempted any questions from Gu Dai, “I’ve resolved the contract with Wang Corporation, and since Song Company was unwilling to terminate, I’ve had the lawyer proceed with them. Next, we need to find new partners.”

Gu Dai smiled, “Do you think I could be part of your partnership?”

Su Ting was taken aback but quickly responded, “Daidai, I wish to rely on my own abilities, not…”

Gu Dai shook her head, “I’m not offering help. I see great investment value in your project. If I get involved, it’s a win-win.”

Su Ting remained concerned, “Are you sure you’re not just helping me?”

Gu Dai reassured, “Even though you want to be independent, we can’t be completely disconnected, can we?”

Gradually convinced by Gu Dai, they began to discuss potential collaboration.

Seeing Su Ting and Gu Dai engrossed in conversation, Song Ling felt increasingly out of place, his expression growing sour.

He called out coldly, “Gu Dai.”

Su Ting looked at Song Ling, “What do you need from Gu Dai?”

Since Su Ting’s return, Song Ling had detected a fresh, cool scent and couldn’t help asking, “Who made the scent for you?”