But if it’s about two people getting married, it’s definitely a shocking and serious matter.
To be honest, Di Jinxuan was utterly confused. She really didn’t want to continue discussing this topic with Fang Hao, so she hurriedly said, "I don’t know. I’ll ask him right now. By the way, Mom, let tell you, you really don’t have to worry about this. Brother Jin really doesn’t have any problem. Please stop making wild guesses about it, alright?"
"Really?" Fang Hao was still not reassured, afraid that Di Jinxuan was trying to cover for Nangong Jin because she loved him too much and wanted to gloss over the situation.
Di Jinxuan was truly at a loss for words. She couldn’t help but take a deep breath and said calmly, "Mom, I promise you, he absolutely has no issues at all. I’ve already tested it, so you don’t have to worry at all. I’m very happy, and I’m not hiding or covering anything up. As for why he knelt, I honestly don’t know either. Could you give so ti to ask him, okay?"
After Di Jinxuan’s repeated assurance, Fang Hao was finally a bit more at ease. She quickly said, "Alright, Mom believes you. It’s fine as long as there’s no issue. You two have a good ti. Mom won’t bother you anymore."
With that, Fang Hao hung up the phone.
Di Jinxuan rubbed her slightly throbbing forehead, turned her gaze, and looked at the old man kneeling obediently by the bedside.
"What’s going on?" she asked, her voice already hoarse.
Nangong Jin imdiately looked heartbroken, his face full of grievance as he knelt there. "Wifey..."
"Why on earth are you kneeling?" Di Jinxuan asked again, her delicate brows raised, giving off a vibe of soone firmly in charge.
"Husband feels sorry for you." Nangong Jin answered rather straightforwardly, his captivating eyes looking at her openly and sincerely. "I feel guilty and couldn’t think of any other way to make up for it, so I knelt down for you."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Di Jinxuan was a bit at a loss. She couldn’t help but ask, "What do you feel guilty about?"
He couldn’t possibly think that he didn’t do enough earlier, could he?
"I..." Nangong Jin hesitated a bit, clearly reluctant to say it. For the mont, he just couldn’t seem to get the words out.
He felt guilty inside, but he was also afraid Di Jinxuan would get mad at him if he spoke up.
If Di Jinxuan knew about his carefree and unserious thoughts at the ti, she’d definitely feel hurt.
But those thoughts weren’t his true feelings back then. If anything, it was just his own arrogance, saving face, and coming up with a la excuse for himself at that mont.
To put it bluntly, he had been pretending.
Di Jinxuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as she looked at him in this state.
Clearly, he was such a tall, sexy man. He wasn’t exactly young either and should be quite mature by now, but here he was stamring like a little kid.
Seeing that he couldn’t co up with an answer for half a day, Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but say, "Do you realize that you’d already cleared your na, but now that you’ve knelt down, everyone thinks there’s sothing wrong with you again?"
"Huh?" Nangong Jin raised his eyebrows in surprise, looking utterly baffled. What the hell?
What does kneeling have to do with there being sothing wrong with him?
"Because you knelt, my mom thinks you really have a physical... issue and that you’re trying to make up for it by kneeling to keep around. Get it?" Di Jinxuan rolled her eyes at him, feeling like his IQ had suddenly taken a nosedive.
Nangong Jin looked completely dumbfounded. "What? Wow, their imagination is wild!"
Di Jinxuan: "..."
"So, why exactly are you kneeling?" Di Jinxuan asked, giving him a sidelong glance.
This ti, Nangong Jin seed a lot more earnest. After thinking for a mont, his brows and eyes softened into a gentle expression.
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