Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1080 Nangong Jin You Despicable Person!

He strained his eyes to look at Di Jinxuan, "Huh? What happened? What’s wrong, wife?"

Di Jinxuan looked back at him, finally furrowed her brow, still confused as she asked, "You really don’t remember anything?"

Nangong Jin thought to himself, Of course I remember!

But his face still showed the dopey confusion of post-drunkenness, blinking clueless eyes, "What exactly happened, wife, just tell me, will you?"

"It’s nothing." Di Jinxuan eventually withdrew her puzzled gaze, "Alright then, you rest well, I’m going home."

After saying that, Di Jinxuan left, and Nangong Jin lay lazily on the bed, pretending to want to get up but unable to, shamelessly rolling around on the bed and acting cute, "Wife, wife, don’t go, stay with me."

Di Jinxuan ignored him, went out the door, closed it softly behind her, and let out a heavy sigh, nearly spewing a mouthful of pent-up rage.

So he really was drunk, huh? He didn’t know anything after all.

Actually, Di Jinxuan couldn’t be sure whether he was truly drunk or just pretending.

But the fact that he drank so much was true, and the fact that he fell asleep after kissing her instead of getting aroused was also true, so he probably wasn’t faking it.

Di Jinxuan left, and Nangong Jin breathed a sigh of relief, too close, too close, thank goodness he was a good actor, otherwise, might he have been beaten up badly?

Wuu wuu wuu, he regretted forcefully kissing her, it was still a bit impulsive, he should have taken it slow.

But the good thing was, at least he managed to kiss her, and that sweet taste really made it hard for him to stop wanting more.

He really wanted to keep kissing her, but alas...

No worries, there would be plenty of time in the future.

Just as he was calming his excitement, his phone suddenly rang. Nangong Jin took a look, and it turned out to be a call from Alvin.

He answered the call.

"You’re not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"I’m just checking up on you, Senior Brother," Alvin’s voice came through the phone, full of laughter, relaxing in the top-notch presidential suite arranged by Di Mingjue as he leisurely munched on some fruits.

"What’s there to be concerned about?" Nangong Jin lay on the bed, massaging his forehead.

"I’m wondering if you’ve managed to bring a beauty home yet. But honestly, you really drank a lot today. Are you drunk?"

"Are you kidding me? There’s no way I could be drunk," Nangong Jin laughed pretentiously.

Alvin laughed too, but before he could continue speaking, he heard a roar from the other end of the phone, "Nangong Jin!"

Startled, Nangong Jin’s phone nearly slipped from his hand onto the bed. He turned around in surprise to see Di Jinxuan standing before the bed, fuming with anger.

Then, Alvin heard Nangong Jin’s plaintive howl, "Ah, wife, listen to me, let me explain, explain!"

Alvin hung up the phone in shock, thinking, Oh crap, the Senior Brother is probably done for.

Di Jinxuan was livid with anger, feeling as if smoke should be rising from her head.

She had forgotten her purse and came back to retrieve it, just in time to overhear him on the phone.

So he had been pretending to be drunk all this time, he was a liar, a complete liar!

Nangong Jin saw Di Jinxuan’s face turning from red to almost black, unconsciously swallowing, he immediately sat up, "Wife, let’s talk this out calmly, don’t be rash, please don’t be rash!"

I’m not rash, your grandpa, Di Jinxuan was beyond furious.

Then, a tumult of shouting began to fill his room, one after another.

"Wife, stop pinching me, it hurts."

"Don’t hit my face!"

"Nangong Jin, you scoundrel!"