Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1018: It Must Be Hard for You to Take It

But she was not interested in Di Mingjue.

It was Bo Chengxin, Bo Chengxin she also knew, she had known years ago that Bo Chengxin was Di Mingjue’s girlfriend.

Since she was the ex-girlfriend, the situation was even more delicate.

The Bo Family and Di Family used to have a good relationship, so Bo Chengxin should know more about Di Xiaxia.

Thinking of this, Dan Lingling took a light sip of red wine, unnoticeably—perhaps she could find out something from Bo Chengxin.

As far as she knew, Bo Chengxin used to be disabled, confined to a wheelchair, and she had seen her once, with Di Mingjue pushing her personally.

Now that the bride had become someone else, hmph, she must be feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Dan Lingling’s heart let out a soft sigh, realizing that they were all people fallen on hard times.

But the one who was probably the most distressed had to be Bo Chenghe, he had always liked Di Jinxuan, ever since they were children.

But he never said anything, perhaps thinking that things would fall into place as they grew older, and with the Di Family always being more powerful and prestigious than the Bo Family, his silence was in part due to some inherent male pride.

Probably because of pride, and also a strong sense of self-esteem.

He was even more upset after that incident between the Bo Family and Di Family, caught between his own relatives and the family of the girl he loved.

He was really struggling.

He suddenly realized that sometimes the words "I like you" aren’t to be said at any time, or they must wait until one is qualified to say them—sometimes, you want to say them but the opportunity is gone.

Just like now, how could he say it?

Nangong Jin had no grudge or grievance with the Di Family, and always had a good relationship, even being close friends with the three brothers—it would be awkward for them too.

So what about him?

He was barely twenty years old, how could his presence match up to that of the three brothers, and after that incident, Di Mingjue’s disgust for his own parents had reached an extreme point.

Even if now he pretends not to care on the surface, what about in his heart?

Could he accept him as a brother-in-law?

Could he let Di Jinxuan marry into the Bo Family?

The entire Di Family would probably object.

Asking him to be a live-in son-in-law, to abandon his own parents, is impossible for him as well.

But having Di Jinxuan follow him, with the unavoidable tangle with his parents, would also make him very sad.

He had some understanding of what kind of people his parents were.

Therefore, he was in great turmoil—torn between family bonds and a long-desired love.

Life was going well until it suddenly became so difficult, why?

He had no idea how to handle it, except to flee, to go abroad, telling himself to work hard to have a chance to tell Di Jinxuan "I like you, I’ve liked you since we were kids."

But now it seemed he had missed something...

But does he regret it?

Maybe not, because he doesn’t want to see Di Jinxuan in a tough situation, nor does he want to see her face without a smile.

Perhaps Nangong Jin was more suitable for her after all, with an unruffled attitude like he was cherishing Di Jinxuan in the palm of his hand.

Bo Chenghe’s feelings were complex and sorrowful, and not knowing what else to do, he drank heavily.

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The performance on stage was brilliant, with magic, sketches, acrobatics, high-end tea ceremony, and songs; the guests were indeed enjoying themselves wholeheartedly.

The pacing of the arrangements was excellent, not taking up too much time, with just a few acts.

After all, everyone still had to eat, but dining while watching the show truly felt high-end and classy.

Moreover, the artists invited by the Di Family were not from some small art troupes, but were big names in the cultural world, and the singer who came to perform was currently the top pop diva, commanding high appearance fees.

But even for big names in the cultural world, it was of no concern for the especially wealthy, because after all, they had money, and they had taste.