His charming smile, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, said to her, "Then co with ."
He gestured for her to give him her hand. She hesitantly reached out, but then pulled back because her hand was dirty.
Yet he didn’t care at all as he took her hand, leading her into another paradise.
That year, he was sixteen, and she was thirteen.
For ten years she accompanied him, working and learning tirelessly, becoming his most capable right-hand.
She watched him flirting with death, saw him skillfully evade and charm, and when necessary, he was as ruthless as an African poisonous snake—cold and venomous.
She also saw him pick up many orphans, feed them, give them work, and allow them to live like human beings.
To her, he was a devil, but even more so, an angel.
Now he has his beloved. She should be happy for him, right?
But why does her heart hurt so much?
She rembered his face, blossoming like a flower, the face that once captivated her entire life—so gentle, so noble, so addictive.
Is it to beco another person’s exclusive possession now?
Who is this lucky woman?
Is she worthy of his tender devotion?
Is it the woman who called him last ti?
Is it that woman nad Little Xuanxuan?
Did he ask her to call him "Brother Jin"?
Gu Qibao didn’t have much exposure to Nangong Jin’s private life; he usually didn’t include her when gathering with family and friends.
Therefore, she had no impression of Di Jinxuan at all, familiar only with Di Mingchen and Di Mingjue.
So she didn’t know who the Little Xuanxuan he ntioned was.
However, she figured she’d find out who Little Xuanxuan was soon enough.
Feng Rao left, carrying a sense of desolation, loneliness, and a nuanced, tasteless emotion.
The world is just like that, not all encounters are beautiful etings.
It’s not that if you love him, he will love you back.
But you love him, and he loves her instead—there’s nothing more heartbreaking and powerless than that, right?
A tear rolled down Feng Rao’s cheek. If possible, could I stay in your heart for a mont, even if just for a second...
Afterwards, Gu Qibao focused on her pregnancy, Nangong Jin on his recovery, and the others returned to their respective lives, busying themselves. After a brief joy, life went back on track.
The international sports competition events were also finalized. Di Mingjue and Di Xiaxia were selected as the seed players for the female singles in Rubik’s Cube and extre skateboarding events.
This was a matter of national pride, a country’s demand—to shine for the nation, for the ethnic group.
Even though Di Mingjue wasn’t keen on participating, he had no choice but to do so.
Gu Qibao, on the other hand, was excited because she found watching Di Mingjue solve Rubik’s Cubes simply a delight, utterly impressive.
She couldn’t imagine how her husband could be so gifted, a top-tier talent in architecture as well as a smooth Rubik’s Cube player, and not to ntion handso and a breadwinner for the family.
Such a man, she must have been incredibly fortunate to et in this lifeti. Now, not only did she love him, but she also had the opportunity to nurture children with him—how wonderful.
She used to be so resistant, resistant to living with him, resistant to having his children.
But after becoming pregnant this ti, she found herself surprised every day, and nothing but surprised.
Because this man truly took care of everything—he pampered her like a princess.
Dan Youguo hosted a banquet to celebrate the decision on these two events. The Rubik’s Cube and skateboarding competitions were held separately, and all participants were invited.
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