Bo Chengxin, when at the peak of her fear, suddenly wasn’t afraid anymore.
Although her lips were trembling, she mustered the courage to speak, "How do you plan to settle things with ? Mingjue, we’ve been together so long. Whether or not there is affection, there is sentint. Isn’t it only fair that I get to ask what has happened?"
Di Mingjue sneered. Clearly, even at this point, this woman was misrepresenting their relationship to Qibao.
Just as he thought, he felt the little wildcat curled up in his arms stiffen slightly. Her head drooped slightly, clearly feeling a bit guilty.
The expression on Di Mingjue’s face grew colder. He patted Qibao’s back, signaling her to get up.
Qibao shakily stood up from him and instinctively tried to run away, but he grabbed her hand tightly, his fingers intertwined with hers as if forbidding her from escaping from his grasp.
Qibao looked at him. His intriguing gaze had an air of determination. It was as if he was the mountain, and with him around, any situation could be resolved.
"Co with your husband," he said to her, raising his voice loud enough for Bo Chengxin to hear without any attempt to lower it.
With that, he tightly held her hand, step by step, walking towards Bo Chengxin.
Each step seed to carry an elent of ruthless confrontation. Qibao couldn’t see a shred of affection in Di Mingjue towards Bo Chengxin.
On the contrary, with each step they took closer to her, Bo Chengxin’s face grew paler, and the forced calmness and bravery she displayed began to crumble gradually.
Finally, as they stood before Bo Chengxin, her tender face, looked devastated. She seed to want to avoid them and weakly covered her chest as if even breathing was becoming difficult for her.
For so reason, Qibao felt sowhat relieved. At least this ti, Di Mingjue was standing by her side, not letting her face such a challenging situation alone.
It felt good to have soone forcefully supporting her, asserting dominance for her.
However, Bo Chengxin’s condition was a major concern.
Qibao stole a glance at Di Mingjue. His handso face remained expressionless, looking coldly at Bo Chengxin, a trace of mocking in his eyes.
"Stop pretending," he said coldly to Bo Chengxin. "You’ve never had any heart issues."
Bo Chengxin’s face turned ashen under his imposing aura. Shivering, she looked at him, his ruthless deanor hurt her deeply.
"Mingjue..." She urgently wanted to say sothing, but his cold words interrupted her.
"Not only did you seek her out, but you also bullied her, Bo Chengxin. Have you overestimated yourself or have you taken my words for granted?"
"No, I didn’t." Bo Chengxin shook her head in terror. "Mingjue, hear out."
"You don’t deserve to." Di Mingjue’s voice remained as cold as ever. These words almost made Bo Chengxin faint on the spot.
He actually said she didn’t deserve it?
"Firstly, our relationship has always been a sham. We both know that very well. Secondly, I don’t need to listen to explanations full of lies."
He stated it so bluntly, not beating around the bush, leaving Bo Chengxin feeling extrely embarrassed. Especially since it was in front of Qibao, and he was standing so close to Qibao.
Bo Chengxin felt as if she had been slapped hard and the pain was unbearable.
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