After Zhou Ci's blurb, he finally said, "I won't disturb your work any longer. I'll leave now."
Gu Dai smiled in response, "Alright, and thank you."
Zhou Ci replied, "You're welcome. After all, I do harbor secret intentions of wooing you. Don't be too touched; you might just fall for me."
The smile gradually faded from Gu Dai's face, replaced by a cold expression. "Fine, you may go. No need for farewells."
"I regret saying that just now," Zhou Ci confessed.
Regret couldn't undo his words, and with a heavy heart, Zhou Ci left.
After he departed, the iciness on Gu Dai's face gradually dissipated. Her gaze lingered on the hand cream on her desk for a while before she picked it up. She opened the bottle, squeezed out some cream, and applied it to her hands.
Not far away, in a café near Gu Corporation, Lin Sheng sat across from Song Ling and spoke in a neutral tone, "Mr. Song, what would you like to know? Out with it."
