Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1341: I Love You So Deeply

"Alright, young man, don’t worry," said the driver, accepting the money with a kind nod. "Don’t worry," he repeated.

Nangong Jin also nodded his head, taking out a cigarette and handing it to the driver, "Thanks, Master."

"The young man is a good person." The driver smiled, took the cigarette, and was very friendly.

"Wife..." Nangong Jin, hunched over, peeked at Di Jinxuan through the rear window of the taxi, saying tenderly, "Don’t be sad, go home and get a good night’s sleep. If you miss your husband, you can call me anytime, I’ll wait for your call tonight."

Di Jinxuan glanced at him, but said nothing.

Nangong Jin took a deep breath and waved to the driver, "Master, thank you for the trouble."

"No problem," the driver nodded and started the car.

It was only after Nangong Jin watched the car drive away did he turn around, his heavy mood slightly eased.

Luckily, Di Jinxuan ultimately did not break up with him, but at the same time, he felt a strong wave of love.

His wife must love him very, very much, right?

Putting himself in her shoes, that love churned more intensely in his heart.

Even though they were currently at odds, his heart was secretly brimming with sweetness, as the deep love was enough to envelop a person in happiness.

The deeper the love, the stronger it grows; the more love there is, the deeper it becomes.

He had also gone from being somewhat cavalier in attitude at first to regarding her as indispensable today. Anyway, he would not leave Di Jinxuan, nor allow Di Jinxuan to leave him, no matter what might happen.

There is no turning back once the arrow is shot from the bow—the philosophy of the third Mr. Di is still very profound.

Di Jinxuan sat in the car but couldn’t help looking back, and in the silent night, there was no longer any figure behind her.

She knew the car had already driven some distance away, so naturally, she couldn’t see Nangong Jin anymore.

Memories of his smile, his frown, his anger, his joy surfaced in her mind, and she realized that to deeply love someone was to sink completely.

It’s said that a lover’s eyes cannot tolerate a speck of sand, and now she had fully experienced that for herself.

She also felt Nangong Jin’s affection for her—it must be deep love as well, not less than hers, giving her a sense of stability.

Because Nangong Jin was indeed too charming, possessing all the attributes that could make any woman fall for him.

Because he was not as cold and heartless like her third elder brother, nor as ripple-free like her eldest brother.

Nangong Jin was like a lethal poison for women; any woman who gets a taste would be addicted, would sink deeply, and would be unable to extricate herself.

So she had always trodden carefully with this relationship, afraid of sinking too deeply, afraid that in the end, she would love him more than he loved her.

Because if that happened, she feared she would be beyond redemption. She didn’t want a love that was unstable and without security—it might turn her into a madwoman.

She was willing to go mad for Nangong Jin, but only if he loved her deeply too; otherwise, she would rather step back.

She would prefer solitude for a lifetime over a love lacking in security.

Di Jinxuan sat obediently in the back seat, yet tears streamed down her face. Seeing this, the driver asked, "Young lady, did you have a fight with your husband?"

Facing the kindness of a stranger, Di Jinxuan just nodded her head.

The driver laughed and comfortingly said, "Your husband seems like a really nice guy, probably very popular with girls, but he loves you a lot."

"How do you know?" Di Jinxuan was somewhat surprised.

Is this man really a taxi driver? Since when have drivers become fortune tellers?

Ah Xi Ba!