Once Qibao started talking, she couldn’t stop, narrating the events of the afternoon in exact detail without any embellishnts. The straight-up truth was enough to get Di Mingzhe angry!
"I see." Di Mingzhe’s face darkened quickly after hearing it all.
"Big bro," Gu Qibao couldn’t help but say, "Sister Xiaxia feels really wronged. She just wanted to surprise you, but it didn’t go as planned."
"Hmm." Di Mingzhe nodded and glanced towards the bedroom, a faint smirk on his face. "I received the surprise."
With that, he hung up the phone.
On the other side of the call, Gu Qibao’s eyes widened in shock, her hand covering her mouth as she couldn’t help but let out a scream.
"Ah!" Qibao jumped up and down excitedly, flopping into Di Mingjue’s arms, "Big bro has finally got so at to eat, it’s not easy at all!"
Got so at? Di Mingjue was montarily dazed, but then instantly got what she ant.
With an irritated pat on her head, he frowned and retorted, "Honey, I thought it was sothing serious. Why are you getting excited about our big bro’s affairs?"
"Of course, I’m excited!" Qibao exclaid, clenching her fists, "It’s such a hard-won event, I find it very touching."
Di Mingjue rolled his eyes at her, but a smirk tugged at his lips, "Alright, now that big bro is getting his fair share, it seems you’re close to starving yourself."
For so reason, Qibao had lost her appetite these past few days, and every al seed a struggle. This was definitely unusual for such a foodie.
Speaking of this, Qibao frowned, touching her stomach and sighed, "Yeah, I don’t know why that is. I guess I must be sick?!"
"We should go to the hospital tomorrow then." Di Mingjue pulled her into his arms.
"No need." Qibao shook her head, "It’s probably just a minor cold. A bit of cold dicine should be enough."
"Really?" Di Mingjue still seed concerned.
"Really, really." Qibao reassured him, "I have a robust constitution, why would I need a hospital! Skipping als will just help lose weight. I’ve already gained two pounds, so depressing."
"It’s just two pounds." Di Mingjue comforted her while patting her head, "Exercise a bit more and you’ll lose it."
"Yes." Qibao nodded emphatically, clenching her fists, "I’m going to start running tomorrow morning!"
"No need for a run." Di Mingjue climbed on top of her, a sly smile playing on his solemn face, "Baby, we can exercise tonight."
Qibao: "..."
Jesus, so you’re that kind of guy, Three Shao!
...
Having hung up the call, Di Mingzhe went over to the side of the bed, no longer in the mood to deal with the day’s happenings.
He laid on the bed, stretched out his arm, and firmly wrapped Xiaxia into his arms.
This little thing had endured such a major grievance today and hadn’t ntioned a word about it!
He tightened his grip around her subconsciously, his heart aching for her. She did not complain, she did not show her discomfort, and yet she insisted on preparing a surprise for him.
She must be exhausted and sore from tonight!
And he, the jerk, didn’t know a thing!
She probably didn’t want him to worry, which is why this surprise, and why she didn’t let Di Mingchen ntion it, right?
What a foolish girl, so foolish that it made him both annoyed and affectionate.
With a sigh of helplessness, Di Mingzhe planted a kiss on the top of her head, his tone filled with doting affection.
Xiaxia, don’t worry, big bro won’t let you suffer any more grievances.
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