After posing his question, Song Ling already had an answer in his heart.
Gu Dai stepped forward, "I made it."
"Did you make it today?" Song Ling asked.
Gu Dai nodded, "Yes."
Taking a deep breath, Song Ling lowered his head, "Just now, you refused to make a scent for me, saying you don't easily make scents for others. Yet, you had made one for Su Ting before that. Gu Dai, do you have anything to explain?"
Su Ting took Gu Dai's hand, fixing his gaze on Song Ling.
Seeing Su Ting and Gu Dai standing together, their defensive posture towards him, Song Ling felt even more displeased.
He lowered his gaze to hide the darkness in his eyes and bit out, "Gu Dai."
Gu Dai found Song Ling's demand puzzling, "I said I don't easily make scents, but I didn't say I never make them."
After a pause, she clarified, "More precisely, I don't want to make one for you."
