Chapter 141: Good Taste
Translator: _Min_
Zhou Ci’s eyes sparkled as he straightened up. “Thank you, Miss Gu Dai.”
Gu Dai nodded, gracefully accepting Zhou Ci’s gratitude. “You’ve apologized, you can leave now.”
Zhou Ci paused, surprised at the abrupt dismissal.
After he regained his composure, he leaned closer to Gu Dai. “Miss Gu, we’ve known each other for many years. Don’t you think we can at least be considered friends? Won’t you invite me in?”
Gu Dai cast a sidelong glance at him. “We’ve known each other for a long time, true, but our relationship has never extended beyond that. I wouldn’t say we’re friends.”
Zhou Ci felt as if he’d been stabbed. With a victimized look, he whispered, “Fair enough, I was presumptuous. But it’s okay. Even if we’re not friends now, I believe we’ll become friends in the future.”
Sighing softly, Gu Dai reconsidered her initial resistance to him, especially given his recent apology. “Alright, come in.”
Zhou Ci, who had been ready to leave, found himself pleasantly surprised. “Thank you,” he said quickly, following her into the villa.
As they walked, Zhou Ci couldn’t help but shower Gu Dai with compliments. “You look even more beautiful than the last time 1 saw you. Those earrings suit you exceptionally well, and your outfit, down to the shoes, complements you perfectly.”
Zhou Ci wasn’t lying; from the moment he stepped out of the car and laid eyes on Gu Dai, he was captivated. His heartbeat accelerated, each thump louder than the last.
Meng Zhi, overhearing Zhou Ci’s endless praises, looked at him and said, “You have good taste, certainly better than your brother.”
It took Zhou Ci a moment to realize that the “brother” Meng Zhi was referring to was Song Ling. He nodded vigorously, puffing out his chest. “Of course!”
Zhou Ci then sighed softly, “The moment I laid eyes on Miss Gu, I knew she was someone of exceptional character, far superior to that woman named Jiang Yue. I even wanted to warn Song Ling a few times that Jiang Yue was bad news, but the man was so stubborn he never gave me the chance to speak.”
Gu Dai and Meng Zhi listened to Zhou Ci’s words, neither of them commenting. They simply looked at him, their gazes heavy with skepticism.
Zhou Ci sensed the skepticism in their eyes. A little embarrassed, he cleared his throat and pulled a small box from his pocket. Opening it, he presented it to Gu Dai, steering the conversation in a new direction. “I saw this necklace a couple of days ago while browsing a jewelry store. The moment I laid eyes on it, 1 thought it would suit you perfectly. 1 hope you’ll accept it.”
Zhou Ci had roamed the world of romance for years and had come into contact with many women. He had developed a keen eye for jewelry.
Gu Dai glanced at the necklace and immediately recognized its suitability for her. She nodded approvingly. “You have good taste.”
Zhou Ci beamed, clearly delighted by her affirmation. “May I put it on for you?”
Meng Zhi frowned, emitting a series of deliberate coughs to assert his presence. When Zhou Ci looked his way, Meng Zhi said coldly, “I’ve bought many pieces of jewelry for Daidai. She doesn’t need to wear yours right away.”
Although Zhou Ci seemed to be behaving well, Meng Zhi remembered his past as a playboy and couldn’t help but view him unfavorably.
Meng Zhi might not have liked Zhou Ci, but he didn’t want to interfere in Gu Dai’s personal affairs. Instead, he quietly warned her, “Daidai, be careful with this one. He’s slick with words. You’re a simple girl; don’t fall into his trap.”
Gu Dai was both amused and touched. She could clearly sense that her brother had an idealized, perhaps overly protective view of her, as if she were a naive rabbit easily fooled.
To ease Meng Zhi’s concerns, she nodded earnestly, whispering, “Don’t worry, I can judge character. I won’t be deceived by Zhou Ci..”