Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1194: Good Morning, Wife

"Really?" Di Mingchen slowly raised his eyebrows, answering methodically, "First, it was you who invited me to your room, and second, you asked me to sleep with you."

Nangong Ran found himself at a loss for words, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, and he couldn’t help but ask, "Second Brother, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Isn’t my intention obvious?" Di Mingchen walked over while casually unbuttoning his shirt.

Nangong Ran immediately grew nervous, almost shrinking into a ball on the sofa, "You, you, you better not mess around."

Di Mingchen walked over, the curve of his lips entrancingly charming, and sat down on the sofa, with his half-unbuttoned shirt revealing itself.

The prominence of his chest muscles, full of power, left no doubt of his regular and substantial physical training and an exceptionally disciplined life.

Nangong Ran’s eyes widened as she watched him sit down beside her, utterly confused. What exactly was Second Brother up to?

"So you finally know fear?" Di Mingchen glanced at her with a hint of amusement, "I thought there was nothing you were afraid of."

Nangong Ran stared at him, shock in her eyes, but she remained silent.

Di Mingchen chuckled, started to button up his shirt, then turned to her saying, "Silly girl, I know you’re righteous, but being righteous doesn’t mean recklessly putting yourself in danger. It’s dangerous for men and women to be in a room together; don’t do it again."

Having said that, he stood up, "It’s getting late. Rest early."

Watching his retreating back, Nangong Ran felt a surge of urgency and quickly asked, "Then, are you still going to see my Third Brother?"

Hearing this, Di Mingchen turned to look at her, his eyes brimming with a restrained emotion but eventually smiling, "Forget it. In light of your righteousness, I won’t go. But if you don’t trust me, whatever I say is in vain."

How could she say she didn’t believe him at this point?

Finally, Nangong Ran nodded, "All right, I trust you."

"Good," Di Mingchen grinned, "Time to sleep."

"Uh. Okay, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Nangong Ran watched, dazed, as the man’s tall figure disappeared at the door, her eyes filled with astonishment. Second Brother, could he truly possess such a sense of justice?

...

A good night’s sleep.

Come morning, Di Jinxuan woke up from her groggy state, her mind taking a few moments to boot up completely. As she regained consciousness and tried to get up, she found herself firmly embraced by a pair of arms.

Di Jinxuan instinctively turned her head and looked over. Nangong Jin still had his eyes closed, looking completely asleep.

His angelic features while asleep were undeniably exquisite, his eyelashes long and lush.

Di Jinxuan was momentarily transfixed, and suddenly, Nangong Jin opened his eyes, a habitual smile lifting the corners of his mouth, infused with his unique mischievous charm.

"Good morning, wife."

His smile was like a burst of sunshine that effortlessly shone into one’s heart.

"Yeah, morning," Di Jinxuan nodded her head and nudged him, "Get up."

It was just those simple words, but Nangong Jin’s gaze deeply shifted.

Those simple words, "get up," somehow gave him a sense of home.

A home of his own, where he had support and care, no longer adrift.

A place where he could open his eyes every morning and see someone beside him, smiling and saying good morning, telling him to wake up.

How wonderful that feeling was, something he had never experienced before.

In the past, he used to wake up alone in a vast bed, linger in confusion for a few seconds, and then get out of bed.