Chapter 73: Thinking of a Scammer

Translator: _Min_

Chu Min responded, I just received the list, and Im sending it to your email now. However, this is only the tally of those known to have perished so far; some individuals are still unaccounted for, and Im still investigating.

Gu Dai opened the list and her eyes meticulously scanned each name, her brows gradually furrowing with concern. Regrettably, after examining the entire list, she found no familiar names.

The investigation yielded no progress, leaving Gu Dai still in the dark about who had a.s.sisted her.

It appeared that any leads would have to come from Gu Mings side.

At noon, at Song Corporation.

Wearing a red long dress, Jiang Yue gracefully entered the company, carrying lunch prepared for Song Ling.

Her entrance captured many onlookers attention, and whispers filled the air:

Who is this person? She didnt even need to make an appointment and went straight to President Songs office.

You dont know her? Thats the famous dancer Jiang Yue, also President Songs beloved, our future lady boss!

Future lady boss? But isnt President Song already married? If he has another love, wouldnt that make him a playboy?

Hes already divorced. Its a shame; I never even caught a glimpse of the former lady boss. But she must not have been pretty, or President Song wouldnt have fallen for another woman. I heard that Miss Jiang is the reason for President Songs divorce.

Jiang Yue remained unbothered by the employees gossip, considering it irrelevant to her interests, and didnt engage with them.

Before entering the office, she adorned a bright smile, gently pushed open the door, and found Song Ling at his desk, immersed in signing doc.u.ments, his expression serious.

Song Ling looked up, his usual cold expression giving way to a brief frown. However, his irritation vanished as he caught sight of the red dress, his mind momentarily drifting to memories of Gu Dais dance on stage at the bar.

When Jiang Yue noticed Song Lings distant look, she lowered her head, a shy smile gracing her lips, and whispered, Brother Song Ling, dont look at me like that, Im getting shy.

Jiang Yues voice snapped Song Ling back to reality, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng with complexity. He quickly stood up, accepted the lunchbox from her, and softly said, Im sorry, Yueyue, youre too beautiful; I couldnt help myself.

Then he changed the subject: Why did you come here yourself? You could have sent someone with the lunch.

Jiang Yues eyes softened as she looked at Song Ling, explaining, I feared that if a servant brought it, you wouldnt eat. I made this myself; 1 dont want others taking credit for my effort.

Song Ling gave Jiang Yue a helpless look and said, How could that happen? I could instantly tell if its food made by Yueyue. But why did you decide to cook?

Jiang Yue unveiled the food from the lunchbox and gently said, I learned from Zhao Xuan that you havent been eating well lately. My heart aches at the thought, so I decided to cook to enhance your meals. You work tirelessly; if you dont eat well, your health will suffer.

Song Lings face soured as he looked at the unappetizing food. Still, he embraced Jiang Yue and said, Thank you, Yueyue. Your intentions are enough; next time, let the servants handle it. Cooking is laborious, and I cant bear to see you tired.

Jiang Yue, growing even shyer at his words, gently pushed Song Ling away and offered him a bite with her chopsticks.

Song Ling wanted to refuse but, seeing the expectation in Jiang Yues eyes, he relented and took a bite.

For a brief second, his taste buds were a.s.saulted by an overwhelming mix of flavors. He was so repelled that he could no longer sustain his smile.

In that moment, Song Lings thoughts turned wistfully to Gu Dai.

Her cooking had always been pleasing to the nose, eyes and mouth, and they were always to his liking, never featuring dishes he disliked, such as potatoes.

Jiang Yue noticed Song Lings distracted demeanor, and though her expression cooled slightly, she softly asked, Brother Song Ling, are you thinking about work?

Song Ling immediately denied it, No, Im thinking about a scammer.

He then paused, surprised at his candid response, knowing that he should have played along with Jiang Yues question instead..