novelraw Chapter 1385: Won’t They Even Give Him the Right to Such Happiness?
Chapter 1385: Won’t They Even Give Him the Right to Such Happiness?
The best man can help the groom drink, so can the maid of honor, right!
Di Jinxuan defended him publicly, which genuinely moved Nangong Jin to the verge of tears in an instant.
Look, his wife is just that sincere. It’s these small, heartfelt moments in life that make him feel so warm and sweet.
After saying that, Di Jinxuan didn’t allow Di Mingjue or Di Mingchen any chance to object, and directly began to chug from the bowl.
Suddenly, a forceful, bare hand blocked her lips.
Di Jinxuan turned and met Nangong Jin’s tender, slightly reddened eyes.
"Wife..." His voice softened, but he assertively spoke, "This is not something a woman should do."
"But..." Di Jinxuan still hesitated; his stomach disease was genuinely severe. What if he collapsed after drinking this bowl?
"No buts." He gently pushed away her hand, "Be good, listen to me; don’t let others make fun of your husband."
Yes, indeed, as a man, it would be laughable to let his woman drink this; it’s hardly manly.
At this moment, everyone was quite moved, because amidst the lively atmosphere, both of them still remembered to care for each other.
Di Jinxuan hadn’t forgotten Nangong Jin’s stomach issue, willing to drink this terrible concoction in his stead.
And Nangong Jin wasn’t willing to let his woman drink for him, even with his severe stomach condition that could collapse him instantly, he would not allow Di Jinxuan to drink.
Di Mingzhe, Di Mingchen, and Di Mingjue also silently nodded in appreciation.
But only one person had teary eyes at this moment, and that was Bo Chenghe.
His gaze was filled with genuine affection, seeing Di Jinxuan always as a woman deeply in love.
She must truly love Nangong Jin very much, right?
"Let me drink it." While the two were still at an impasse, Bo Chenghe suddenly stepped forward, grabbing the bowl in Nangong Jin’s hand without any explanation.
Then he smiled, a smile somewhat bitter but very generous. Looking at Di Jinxuan, he said, "Jin has a stomach disease, and Xuanxuan is a girl, stop arguing, let me drink it."
After saying this, he glanced at Nangong Jin, "Jin, let me do it."
Everyone blinked—what’s happening here?
Out of nowhere, someone else jumps in, acting so nobly.
The taste of this terrible concoction is known to those who have tried it.
Everyone knew that Bo Chenghe, as a best man, had already drunk it. Despite it being so bad, he volunteered to drink for Nangong Jin.
Under such circumstances, Di Jinxuan didn’t quite know what to say, unexpectedly feeling tears well up in her eyes.
This, this, this puts her in a difficult position, watching two men holding a bowl at an impasse.
"Hehe..." Di Jinxuan began, smiling, yet she spoke in a very fair and polite manner, "This has nothing to do with you; this is between him and me."
Forgive her for saying so, but when you can’t reciprocate someone’s love, it’s best not to accept it, as it would leave a sense of guilt in her heart.
Once guilt takes root in the heart, it creates a terrible dilemma, and she does not want such a dilemma.
Though these words were hurtful, not saying them would only breed ambiguity and more pain.
Sure enough, Bo Chenghe’s expression grew dim, a bitter smile emerging, "Xuanxuan, do we really need to draw such clear lines between us?"
He never wanted to keep things so distinctly separate with Di Jinxuan; to him, she was like family, never hesitating over such matters of mine and yours.
He always thought he was part and parcel of her happiness. Was she really not granting him even that right to happiness?