Song Ling couldn't figure out how things ended up this way.
Previously, when Gu Dai was cold towards him, he consoled himself with the thought that since she had once liked him, she could surely come to like him again.
But now, he had learned she had never truly liked him. Her past affection was merely a reflection of someone else's light.
All that Gu Dai had done for him was, in truth, meant for another.
Zhao Xuan, having witnessed the recent scene, dared not utter a word.
His phone rang at that moment, and amidst the chilling air, he shakily answered the call.
"A woman has entered the warehouse where Niu Shan is being held," the voice on the other end reported.
A woman?
Before Zhao Xuan could respond, Song Ling snatched the phone from him.
"Never mind her for now. Switch the surveillance to my phone!" Song Ling ordered coldly.
In the next second, Jiang Yue's figure flashed on the phone screen.
