This made Di Xiaxia swallow back the words she was about to say.
He didn’t want to talk to her?
When he withdrew his hand, did it an he was repelling her?
Di Xiaxia didn’t say anything. She just slowly closed her eyes, resolved to bring it up later.
Soon, the car arrived at the Vice Presidential Residence and drove straight in, stopping only when it reached the main entrance.
The butler rushed to open the door and respectfully welcod the two.
"Sir," The butler bowed, "Miss Lingling is here to visit you. She has been waiting in the main hall for quite so ti."
Miss Lingling? Di Xiaxia furrowed her brows and unconsciously glanced at Di Mingzhe.
Di Mingzhe also frowned but quickly relaxed, his voice calm and steady, he nodded, "I see. First, take Miss Xiaxia upstairs to rest, and arrange accommodations in the guest house on the right for her. She’ll spend the night there tonight."
"Yes." The butler respectfully nodded.
Di Xiaxia was slightly stunned. Was he asking her to stay in the guest house?
That was indeed what she had hoped for, she should be excited about it. But why, as he was actually saying it, did she not feel any joy at all?
Why was that?
Di Mingzhe turned to look at her. His eyes were still calm, and he told her lightly, "Go on, you should rest for now."
After speaking, he walked ahead without holding her hand or waiting for her.
Di Xiaxia paused, then hurried to follow him. Watching his tall figure move forward, she seed a bit confused.
She furrowed her brows but then seed to understand in a flash.
To love soone was also to respect one’s own dignity, wasn’t it?
Was it because of this dignity?
I can throw away my life for you, but I cannot lose my dignity.
Because dignity is my basic bet in loving you, I can’t lose even this wager.
I can’t degrade myself to make you love . Despite my love for you, you and I are equal.
Following behind him, Di Xiaxia’s thoughts were a little vague. Was she thinking correctly?
She should be right. After all, Mingzhe’s always been a thought-filled, proud man, even love wouldn’t cause him to lose all reason.
He had always been proud.
The main hall of the Vice Presidential Residence was spacious. Dan Lingling, sitting on the sofa of the reception room, saw Di Mingzhe walk in.
She stood up. Elegant and dignified, her features delicate, and her deanor outstanding.
As Di Mingzhe entered the reception room, Dan Lingling extended her hand. Her voice was crisp, her speed consistent. Her sweet, charming smile, combined with her relaxed and cheerful tone, conveyed an intimacy, "Sir, it has been a long ti. How have you been?"
Caught off guard, Di Xiaxia turned to look at Dan Lingling. What she saw was an elegant and respectable woman of astounding prestige.
Just standing there, full of grace and poise, she seed perfectly matched to Di Mingzhe, surely outshining Di Xiaxia.|
Just by standing, Dan Lingling seed to emanate the aura of a cultured and worldly intellectual. Whereas Di Xiaxia felt like a unsophisticated country girl in comparison. After all, she had always lagged behind academically.
Hearing Dan Lingling’s words, Di Mingzhe pursed his lips and extended his hand, his pleasant voice laced with courtesy, "I’ve been well, indeed it’s been a long ti. When did you get back?"
"Yesterday." Dan Lingling’s lips curved into a playful smile, and she let go of Di Mingzhe’s hand very naturally, "Are you touched that I ca to see you as soon as I got back?"
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