Di Mingjue didn’t speak. He just watched Gu Qibao with extre coldness, his deep eyes akin to a freezing cold pool. Cold light swirled from the depths of sight, seemingly extinguishing all hope bit by bit and turning into soul-chilling coldness.
"Young Master, your hand!" The driver exclaid in surprise, staring at Di Mingjue’s bleeding right hand. The blood had stained the wheelchair and his trousers, and all the car windows were shattered.
The driver beca so scared that his legs went weak. He quickly fetched the first-aid kit from the front seat, relieved that they had one in the car.
The car trailing Di Mingjue also halted. The car door opened, and Nangong Yue, Nangong Jin, and Di Mingchen all alighted, closely followed by Nangong Ran and Di Jinxuan.
Mingchen had brought along a military vehicle that also halted, making for a slightly grand scene.
"What happened?" Di Mingchen frowned and moved forward.
The group of n and won who had reached Di Mingjue’s car were all sowhat surprised. What on earth had happened?
The car window was shattered, Di Mingjue’s hand was bleeding, but the most alarming aspect was Di Mingjue’s grim, icy face radiating sheer malice that could make anyone weak at the knees.
"What’s up with you? Isn’t today your wedding day? What’s gotten into you?" Mingchen frowned as he stood by the car door.
Back at the bridal base, he was perfectly alright. What had caused him to snap now?
"What’s it to you?" Di Mingjue retorted with raised brows, his icy deanor was chilling to the bone. He finished speaking, got out of the car, and coldly glanced at Mingchen before heading off.
Mingchen imdiately grabbed him, "Where are you going? If you’re going to lose your mind, now is not the ti. Our brother and parents are still waiting for you. What are you trying to do?"
"Like I said, it’s none of your business," Di Mingjue replied, his attitude offensive.
The driver tried to approach him to bandage his hand, but he was pushed away rcilessly, "Get lost."
Di Mingchen was speechless, he signaled with a gesture and ordered without any emotion, "Catch him and throw him into the car."
Imdiately, over ten guards surrounded Di Mingjue.
Di Mingjue rely looked at the dozen or so guards coldly, his eyes full of arrogance and contempt, as if completely looking down on them. He coldly spoke, "I’m only going to say this one last ti, get out of the way."
Mingchen found it extrely frustrating. He did not dare to confront him. Mingjue’s skills were not weak, and his dozen or so guards might not even be a match for him.
Besides, it was his wedding day. Did they really want to beat him until he was bruised and swollen?
Di Jinxuan stamped her foot in frustration, "What on earth is going on with you two! Gu Xiaoqi, what did you do to upset my third brother? Speak! The wedding is almost ready to start. If you two want to cause a scene, now is not the ti. How are we supposed to save face with you behaving like this? All our elder relatives are here. How big a joke do you want this to beco?"
Nangong Ran also said anxiously, "Gu Qibao, say sothing. First, let the Duke get in the car!"
Although Gu Qibao was unsure, the situation made her more frightened. She got out of the car and stood in front of Di Mingjue. He was already tall, and she seed even shorter in comparison.
Gu Qibao lowered her eyes, her voice pitiful, "Um, Duke, get, get in the car first."
Di Mingjue suddenly seized her jawbone and lifted her head. Blood was still dripping from his hand, but the crazed dominance and vicious demand in his gaze were evident. He commanded, "Kiss !"
Gu Qibao was surprised. Kiss him, here, now? In front of everyone?
Mingchen imdiately got a headache, wondering if Di Mingjue was throwing such a huge tantrum because his attempt at a kiss had been thwarted in the wedding car?
Oh my God, this was too heart-stopping!
Gu Qibao clenched her lips. Looking into his eyes that were cold enough to kill everything, she knew he was not joking.
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