Fang Hao, who was standing nearby, was also very excited and hurriedly asked, "Is this for real?".
"Of course, it’s real!" Di Jinxuan nodded, "How can it be fake when I saw it with my own eyes? I was about to lose it seeing her so obedient and submissive. I think my fourth sister has really started to ss around, she was torturing my big brother like an evil landlord. But guess what, my big brother seed quite happy!".
Gu Qibao: "..."
Fang Hao: "..."
"Oh no, another person’s image in our family is about to collapse." Fang Hao covered her face.
But she felt a sweet touch, wondering when was the last ti our big brother was tortured by soone?
Why did it feel so good seeing him getting tortured suddenly?
Oh no, she might be taking pleasure in their misfortune.
However, she still wanted to say, ’Well done, Di Xiaxia!’
Standing nearby, Gu Qibao blinked cutely and looked at Di Mingjue with a slight disapproval, "Hubby, you’ve never fed before!"
Di Mingjue felt a little headache. Now that there was a comparison, he was in trouble!
Looking at his wife who was pouting slightly, Di Mingjue rubbed his forehead and stroked her head, "Honey, everyone has their own talents, not even big brother knows how to draw."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qibao chuckled imdiately, yes, yes, her hubby knows how to draw!
On the side, Di Jinxuan was clenching her fists, "Looks like I have to find a Superman in the future!"
Otherwise, how was she going to make it in this family? Sob, sob, sob, the three Geges are all so impressive, she was under so much pressure!
After receiving such ’loving’ news from the two people, Fang Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief. No one would interrupt them, as that was their private space afterp>
Upstairs
After a bowl of porridge, Di Xiaxia was pretty much full. She sipped so soymilk leisurely and looked at Di Mingzhe with her beautiful eyes.
Feeling a bit guilty under her gaze, Di Mingzhe understood why she was lashing out during the al.
He glanced at her hand holding the cup. The bruises on her wrist were unbearably ugly to look at.
Feeling a dull ache in his heart, the deep and dark gaze of Di Mingzhe deepened, filled with remorse.
He remained silent, only passing her a tissue from the nightstand, and stood up. He rembered that he had a cream for treating bruises in his room.
It worked quite well so he planned to apply so on her. Her skin was originally fair and delicate, this bruise was really an eyesore.
It wasn’t a good feeling seeing that, especially as he was the one who caused it. It upset him every ti he looked at it.
He took a step forward. With his long legs, he hadn’t gotten far when he suddenly heard Di Xiaxia say, "Wait."
Di Mingzhe turned around, "What’s wrong? I’m going to get you so dicine."
"No need." Di Xiaxia pouted, seemingly indifferent but slightly provocative, "I’m already injured, even divine dicine wouldn’t heal instantly."
In other words, the evidence of his tornt wouldn’t disappear anyti soon, he need not waste his effort.
Di Mingzhe didn’t say anything, didn’t seem to take her word either and continued to step out of the room.
But then Di Xiaxia said, "I want to talk to you."
Di Mingzhe’s steps halted, his large hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
He instinctively rejected this sentence and felt a bit sensitive. He was afraid when Di Xiaxia said she wanted to talk to him.
Previously, he knew that Di Xiaxia had been in a stunned state, maybe it was because she hadn’t co to her senses yet.
So, he thought that he had everything under control.
But now, it seed that Di Xiaxia wasn’t stunned anymore, she had snapped back to reality. He was afraid to have a serious conversation with her.
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