Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1229: How Could It Be Dangerous?

Li Hui couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, practically breaking into a sweat. "Very dangerous" means what exactly?

Nangong Tiancheng slightly squinted his eyes, also a bit baffled, and couldn’t resist asking, "How can it be very dangerous?"

"You’re not worried when your son is about to eat her up without even leaving bones?" Di Yan gave Nangong Tiancheng a disdainful look, feeling quite irked.

"Well, cough..." Nangong Tiancheng coughed lightly, "Young people, you know."

"No way," Di Yan said sternly, "If Xiaojin keeps on acting like a starving tiger, I’ll have to follow them whenever they go out on a date!"

Nangong Tiancheng: "..."

Li Hui: "..."

Fang Hao: "..."

Just as Fang Hao was about to say something, Li Hui quickly spoke up, "Oh, don’t worry, Mr. Di, it’s just Xiaojin talking. He wouldn’t do anything reckless, I can guarantee you that."

Di Yan gave Li Hui a look, "Your guarantee is useless to me. I want that young man to promise me personally!"

"Uh." Li Hui scratched her head, "Alright then, let him give you his personal assurance."

Kid, it’s not that mom doesn’t want to help you, but the enemy is too strong. Di Yan is famously whipped by his daughter; to get his blessing, you’ll probably have to wait until you’re married, you know!

But waiting until after the marriage is also fine. Xuanxuan is a good girl, worth treating with genuine tenderness and care.

Nangong Tiancheng wanted to retort, damn, when you were young, didn’t you say you’d wait until after marriage?

Your son didn’t have to wait until marriage when he was dating, so why should my son have to?

Is my son really worth that little?

Despite his complaints, Nangong Tiancheng could still understand. Everyone has a daughter; a father’s feelings are understandable. In short, it’s quite complicated.

Amidst the laughter and chatter, the competition soon came to an end, and without any surprise, Di Mingjue remained firmly in first place.

This outcome surprised no one, even Qibao found it uninteresting!

No one could beat her husband, after all.

As the announcer spoke, Qibao spread her hands in resignation and shook her head, "Totally predictable."

"Boast all you want, future champion’s wife!" Nangong Ran teased her.

Qibao just giggled, scratching her head and turning her eyes to Di Mingjue.

There he stood, tall and handsome, with an elegant British face perpetually expressionless, but when he saw Qibao, his eyes instantly softened, and a smile crept onto his lips.

Qibao waved at him and then everyone dispersed, as Di Mingjue walked over to her.

"Congratulations, congratulations, first place again," Nangong Jin said cheerfully to the approaching Di Mingjue.

Di Mingjue quirked a lip, maintaining his cool façade, always so lukewarm, "There’s nothing to congratulate about something so predictable."

Nangong Jin: "..."

Alright then, third young master of the Di Family, you really are proud!

But while he just had a lukewarm expression, he instantly turned tender when facing Qibao, gently placing a hand on her slightly bulging tummy and asking softly, "Did you get tired from sitting?"

"No," Qibao shook her head.

"Shall I walk with you for a bit?" Di Mingjue offered.

"Sure," Qibao nodded. The doctor said it was good to get some appropriate exercise during pregnancy and even more so in the later stages to facilitate childbirth.

That’s why third young master Di now often accompanies Qibao for walks, even if it’s just a few rounds inside the villa.