Gu Dai looked at Song Ling earnestly and said, "I have Su Ting taking care of me these days, I don't need you to come and see me."
Song Ling took a deep breath, glanced at Su Ting, then back at Gu Dai, and asked skeptically, "Do you think he can take good care of you?"
He scoffed with a hint of mockery, "Su Ting taking care of someone might not even be as good as me."
Gu Dai frowned, unable to comprehend his confidence. "Why are you so blindly confident?"
Song Ling was taken aback, "What do you mean?"
Instead of answering, Gu Dai fell into a brief reverie, her eyes downcast. "My memories of the past three years tell me that it has always been me taking care of you, and you've never taken care of anyone."
Song Ling's expression froze as he suddenly realized he had indeed never taken care of anyone. Under Gu Dai's gaze, he felt an instinctive urge to flee.
Hearing his phone ring, he hastily answered without even looking.
