Chapter 113: Sister, Don’t Be Angry
Translator: _Min_
Song Ling’s face hardened, and he spoke coldly, “It’s useless. Whoever is in charge has likely been instructed by someone else. Even if we offer them a thousand times the amount, they won’t budge.”
Wang Lan looked stunned. “Instructed by someone? Who would dare? Gu Dai, it must be Gu Dai!”
At the mention of Gu Dai’s name, a slight frown crossed Song Ling’s brow, but it disappeared quickly. He turned to Zhao Xuan, “Go and sabotage the main electrical line!”
Zhao Xuan wanted to point out that damaging electrical equipment was illegal, but one look at Song Ling’s stern face silenced him. He hurried off to carry out the task.
Within moments, the cacophony was silenced.
Yet, the damage was done. Many guests had left the venue, and the online viewers had significantly decreased.
Wang Lan’s face darkened further upon learning this. She couldn’t control the online audience, but she did know the guests personally. Once the wedding was over, she vowed to settle scores with each one of them.
After the music stopped, Gu Dai came back to her senses. She turned to Meng Zhi and asked, “Third Brother, did you arrange this?”
Meng Zhi shook his head in confusion. “No, our plans haven’t even started yet. But given how annoying Song Ling is, others might have wanted to sabotage his wedding too.”
As Meng Zhi finished speaking, Gu Dai’s phone rang.
She was surprised to see that it was from Su Ting.
Answering the call, she smiled, “Is the competition over?”
Su Ting had been overseas with Zhang Zheng for a fashion show and a closed-door competition. He hadn’t been able to contact Gu Dai much, only a few times in total.
Hearing Gu Dai’s voice pierced Su Ting like a knife. “Not yet… but I took a leave. Have you watched Song Ling’s wedding?”
Without thinking, Gu Dai answered, “1 did.”
A sudden realization hit her, as she thought of the possibility and asked in shock. “Was the music at the wedding your doing?”
“Correct,” Su Ting confirmed.
The news of Song Ling and Jiang Yue’s marriage spread across the world, and even Su Ting, who was abroad, heard about this matter.
Angered by Song Ling’s betrayal of Gu Dai, he had orchestrated the disruptive music to teach Song Ling a lesson.
After his confession, Su Ting sensed Gu Dai’s prolonged silence and cautiously asked, “Are you angry?”
Gu Dai envisioned a small kitten, head lowered in guilt. Realizing her thoughts, she chuckled softly, “No, I’m not angry. You did well; 1 was quite shocked.”
Su Ting sighed in relief. “I’m glad you’re not angry… I’ll be back soon.”
Although Su Ting moved the phone away, Gu Dai heard a faint noise.
“What happened?”
“Zhang Zheng says the competition has been moved up; I need to prepare,” Su Ting sounded frustrated.
“Alright, then hurry up. Don’t be late and aim for a good result,” Gu Dai encouraged.
Su Ting nodded with certainty, but then realized that Gu Dai couldn’t see. “I will, Sister! I’ll come back with first place!” Su Ting eagerly promised.
Gu Dai chuckled and responded, “Mm-hm.”
She waited for Su Ting to hang up, but he remained silent. The soft sound of his breathing filled the line.
Knowing he might just wait forever, she disconnected the call first.
She understood this well, as Su Ting had done this before.
Meng Zhi had been watching Gu Dai closely while she was on the phone. Seeing her smile so genuinely, he couldn’t help but eavesdrop. Although he couldn’t hear the exact words, he discerned that the voice on the other end was male and oddly familiar.
After a moment’s thought, a name popped into Meng Zhi’s mind. “Was that Su Ting?”
Gu Dai nodded.. “Yes, but how do you know Su Ting, Third Brother?”