When Song Ling and Zhao Xuan were escorted out of the company by Lin Sheng, Gu Dai's car was already out of sight. Scanning the surroundings, they could only see the silhouette of a red car.
Realizing this, Song Ling's expression turned increasingly cold, a reflection of whatever thoughts were swirling in his mind. An unceasing chill seemed to emanate from him, permeating the air around.
Zhao Xuan shivered involuntarily, even his breathing becoming cautious. He whispered, "President Song, Miss Gu Dai might not have gone far. Should we follow her?"
Song Ling's gaze turned icy as he coldly replied, "Why should we follow her?"
Zhao Xuan bowed his head, daring not to utter another word.
Song Ling, with nowhere to vent his anger, furiously got into the car, slamming the door shut, and commanded coldly, "Back to the office!"
Zhao Xuan obediently responded, "Yes, President Song."
