The man’s long, straight legs were surprisingly attractive, lazily crossed over one another. His slender and beautiful fingers rested on the edge of the chair, exuding an air of nobility with just the simple posture he was in.
His upright body, his proud eyes and brows, his unparalleled facial features were exceptionally cold, with his eyes slightly sidelong as if he was listening to what Di Mingchen was saying.
His sexy lips occasionally opened lightly, cold and stunning.
Just sitting there, he was like the last emperor of the world, putting the three remarkable n next to him under imnse pressure.
Di Mingchen asked him, "Third brother, are you really going to let Gu Qibao get away with her arrogance?"
The main thing was that Di Mingchen felt uncomfortable with this version of Di Mingjue, where was his arrogant and wildly overbearing younger brother?
Di Mingjue was silent, his handso eyebrows slightly furrowed, and coldly voiced, "Today is a day of great joy."
That one sentence conveyed it all. The third young master of the Di Family never said a word more than necessary.
Nangong Jin gave a thumbs up, slamming the table, "That’s why I respect only you, you’re manly!"
Being a real man ans being able to bend and stretch when necessary.
Di Mingjue coldly hooked his lips without uttering a word, and suddenly shifted his gaze towards Gu Qibao. Gu Qibao, who was sneaking glances at him, was caught red-handed.
She quickly turned away, pretending not to care and whispering with Nangong Ran and the others.
Nangong Yue suddenly stated, "Not a single person from the Bo Family has co today. I wonder if they will attend the wedding banquet later?"
"Whether they do or don’t is none of my business," Di Mingjue said coldly. "It’s better if they don’t co, I’m not getting married to give explanations to soone else."
A wedding is for the sake of giving an explanation to his woman and his child.
After a short rest, Di Mingjue and Gu Qibao took a few more sets of photos, and the photographer imdiately rushed to get them developed.
All these shots had to be processed before the wedding banquet.
Gu Qibao was taken to the makeup room and donned in a formal wedding dress, made up to look like a bride should.
The finery of the wedding dress and headgear needn’t be ntioned; Gu Qibao, dressed like this, looked like an elf fallen from heaven. Nangong Ran was completely taken aback by her beauty.
Di Mingjue waited for her at the door. A trace of surprise flashed in his deep eyes as he extended a long arm to pull her into his embrace. "Let’s go, we have two hours till the ceremony begins."
They still needed to prepare.
At the door, a top-of-the-line Rolls-Royce Phantom was ready, and Di Mingjue lifted Gu Qibao into the car.
Gu Qibao suddenly grew anxious. To be honest, she wasn’t prepared at all. Was she really getting married?
Was she really about to marry Di Mingjue?
Why did she feel like running away?
Feeling increasingly uneasy, she nervously gripped Di Mingjue’s clothes and asked, "Are we really getting married?"
Di Mingjue narrowed his eyes to look at her, remained silent for a mont before saying, "Gu Xiaoqi, you’re not telling you’re having second thoughts, are you?"
"I..." Gu Qibao was more anxious.
The expression on Di Mingjue’s face instantly went cold, sudden as sumr snow in June, utterly startling.
His beautiful fingers gripped Gu Qibao’s chin, his cold gaze fixed on her. "Are you playing ?"
He’d been so cautious with her, tolerating her outlandish arrogance today, catering to her every whim, notifying everyone, preparing everything. And she was asking him if they were really getting married.
"I, I didn’t an that." Gu Qibao, a bit frightened, her grape-like eyes filled with wavering confusion, "I, I’m not sure."
After she’d finished speaking, she lowered her gaze, not daring to et Di Mingjue’s eyes, clearly showing so guilt.
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