F*ck.
Gu Mingchen must have done that deliberately. He knew exactly where she was and what she was doing, but still sent that message to sound her out.
Bai Rong was upset with herself for falling into his trap.
She was like a joker who had made a fool of herself in front of him.
As there was no way she could avoid it, the woman followed Lieutenant Song into the car and they sped away.
“How did Gu Mingchen find out that I am here?” Bai Rong was puzzled.
“All phones have GPS installed in them now. As long as the chief gives his orders, your location would be sent to his phone right away.” Lieutenant Song explained.
“When did you guys reach the hall?” Bai Rong continued asking.
“Not long ago.” Lieutenant Song said simply, before adding, “But you purposely ignored Chief’s call.”
“Can you not report this to him? Just tell him I did not know that he called.” Bai Rong tried to negotiate.
Lieutenant Song remained expressionless and said, “According to the rules set by Chief, it’s an offence to not report any information that we know.”
“Does it mean that you have already reported?” Bai Rong had a bad feeling about this.
“We have already reported it when you put your phone back into your bag.” Lieutenant Song replied honestly.
Bai Rong knocked her forehead against the headrest in front of her.
Gu Mingchen must be fuming and about to explode with rage.
She looked outside of the window, feeling frustrated. She let out a big sigh, but the irritation still remained.
Lieutenant Song looked at the woman and said in a low voice, “Chief has a lot of things to handle at work. My advice is try not to anger him.”
“Your advice came too late. Do you have any suggestions on how to repair the damage?” Bai Rong asked.
Lieutenant Song pondered for a while and said, “I have been working for Chief for three years. You are the first woman he likes.”
“He doesn’t like me. He just wants to know more about his past from me.” Bai Rong refuted.
“Well, he has the right to know his own past.” Lieutenant Song replied coldly.
Bai Rong’s eyes darkened.
He had a right to know what happened in the past, but what if knowing that information would cause him more harm than good?
If the love had already faded, then there would not be anything that remained. Even if something did remain, it would only be pain.
The stub of her pinkie finger was aching.
She stopped talking and fell into an endless pit of desolation.
One hour later, Bai Rong was back at the Sky Resort.
Gu Mingchen was sitting on the sofa and was in a bad mood. His chin was taut and he was smoking a cigarette. His handsome and grim face was clouded by the thick smoke and it was difficult to observe his actual expression.
As the woman entered the house, the sound of the door shutting behind her was like a blow to her heart.
She walked towards him and sat down opposite.
“Who gave you the permission to sit down?” Gu Mingchen said unfeelingly.
Bai Rong frowned as she stood back up.
“Why did you not pick up my calls?” Gu Mingchen questioned her, and the look in his eyes chilled her to the bone.
She was annoyed that he was so domineering and replied defiantly. “Why should I always pick up your calls? I’m neither your subordinate nor your wife. I’m not at your beck and call.”
The man stood up and Bai Rong instinctively took a few steps backwards.
He lifted her chin and said, “The fact that you deceived me is enough for you to be at my beck and call.”
She slapped away Gu Mingchen’s hand. “What did I lie to you about? The reason for our breakup? Or the reason for our missing fingers? Indeed, you used to love me very much, but so what? You don’t remember that anymore. Why aren’t you letting me move on from the shadows of the past?”
His eyes darkened as he sized her up and his breathing was ragged. “What else?”
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