Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1167 Nangong Jin, Are You Sick!

His crimsons lips curled up bit by bit, "Russian roulette, dare to play?"

"Bo Chenghe, are you insane?" Nangong Jin’s eyes widened in shock.

Inside, Di Jinxuan had already seen and heard everything. As she swung open the door, she saw Nangong Jin with a gun in his hand, a smile brimming as he pointed it at his own chest.

Di Jinxuan was struck dumb with fear. Without thinking, she rushed over, snatched the gun from his hand, and without hesitation, slapped him across the face.

Nangong Jin didn’t dodge; he took the slap hard, and five finger marks appeared on his stunning face.

Di Jinxuan froze, then after the shock wore off, she looked at him furiously, "Nangong Jin, are you sick in the head?"

Nangong Jin didn’t speak, just gazed at her intensely. The usually sparkling peach-blossom eyes now held an unspeakable sorrow, a shadow of darkness that had never before enveloped him, lingering around.

"Xuanxuan..." Bo Chenghe hurried forward.

But Nangong Jin stepped forward and embraced Di Jinxuan; his throat seemed choked up as he buried his face in her neck. His usually magnificent voice was uncharacteristically somber, "Yes, I am sick, lovesick. Wife, I’ve said it so many times; do you have the cure? If you don’t, I might as well be dead."

Di Jinxuan took a deep breath, at a loss for words. This scoundrel, this big scoundrel!

He was blatantly clinging to her! But his words just now...

"Get off me; get up, drop dead again," Di Jinxuan shoved him away. "Go be crazy at your own home. Do you think acting insane in front of others is amusing? How old are you? Immature much, aren’t you bored?"

"Wife..." Nangong Jin’s eyes filled with grievance.

"Shut up." Di Jinxuan glared at him, then turned and smiled at Bo Chenghe, "That one, he’s a bit slow, ignore him."

Bo Chenghe’s eyes darkened completely. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he smiled and said, "It’s fine; just playing around. Are you okay? They’ve started grilling fish outside."

"Yes. I’ll be ready soon," Di Jinxuan nodded. "Go ahead; I’ll be out after I tidy up."

Bo Chenghe glanced at Nangong Jin, "Alright, I’ll wait for you outside."

After Bo Chenghe left, Di Jinxuan closed the door and turned back to Nangong Jin.

The man was now sitting demurely on the bed, behaving with an unusually respectful demeanor. Before Di Jinxuan could speak, he quickly said, "Wife, I was wrong, my fault, I repent. I won’t kiss you anymore without considering your feelings. Every time I kiss you, I must first ask and get your consent. From today on, I swear that if I ever think to be lecherous with you without being a decent person, I’ll never be allowed to trouble you again.

In the future, I won’t cause trouble either. If a love rival provokes me, I won’t act wild; I promise to properly discuss life and ideals with them, to do their ideological work well. Also, whatever you say goes, except for not letting me be with you; whatever you say, I’ll agree."

Di Jinxuan was genuinely taken aback by his attitude, blinking in disbelief.

Seeing her unbelieving expression, Nangong Jin hurriedly said, "Really, wife, I swear!"

"Forget it," Di Jinxuan rolled her eyes at him. "Vow or no vow, you’re always the same."

"Not true," Nangong Jin protested pitifully.

Di Jinxuan took a deep breath, "Fine, roll back to your room, and you’re not allowed to come for the grilled fish later."

Nangong Jin: "..."

Di Jinxuan thought for sure he would be shamelessly coquettish and insistent on going, but to her surprise, he obediently nodded, "Okay, wife, I’ll listen to you."

Di Jinxuan was unexpectedly caught off guard; she hadn’t anticipated his compliance, which was a rarity indeed.