Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Grandpa will not leave you a single word

She had admittedly claimed her pregnancy as a result of Di Mingjue’s bullying, and she agreed to marry him because he promised to follow along with her wishes.

In reality, she hadn’t thought too much about it. At that time, all she had in mind was to finally get back at Di Mingjue and get her revenge.

Now, with only two hours left before her wedding, the reality that she was going to marry Di Mingjue gave her a sudden sense of uncertainty.

And it was a strong sense of uncertainty.

This was happening too quickly. She was getting married in less than a month.

She was truly unsure and couldn’t determine what to feel, feeling lost and scared about the future.

Di Mingjue’s cold eyebrows tightened, for a moment, he really wanted to kill her!

Well, well, Qibao Gu, you’re really capable, are you playing with me?

The car was silent as a tomb. Di Mingjue’s disturbing aura was enough to freeze the entire car.

Feeling his intimidating aura, Qibao Gu couldn’t help but tremble, feeling inexplicably guilty and afraid.

After a while, Di Mingjue lifted her chin, finally saying, "Listen, Gu Xiaoqi, you are getting married today, whether you want to or not. The child in your belly needs a father. After you give birth, if you want to leave, I won’t say a word to stop you."

At his cold and serious face Qibao Gu shivered violently. He didn’t seem to be joking at all.

What does he mean? Not saying a word to keep her, does that mean that after she gives birth to the child and wants to leave him, he won’t utter a word to retain her?

It must be that.

Damn, what happened to the sweet promises of overturning their pasts and singing of their happiness?

He knew that Qibao Gu was heartless and insensitive. She treated his sincerity as if it were worthless dog feces on the ground, cheap and worthless!

Damn it! Infuriated, Di Mingjue punched the car window, resulting in a dull thud, followed by the sound of the glass cracking.

Startled by the sound, Qibao Gu, who was looking out the window, was taken aback before the car screeched to a halt.

Qibao Gu was terrified, staring blankly at the scene before her, stunned.

Di Mingjue’s beautiful hand was covered in blood, with bright red blood seeping down his neatly jointed, slender fingers, dropping onto the silver leather car seat in sizzling, dazzling drops.

His face was incredibly cold, the coldest she had ever seen. It was so cold that you dared not touch it, that you didn’t have the courage to ask what was wrong.

Qibao Gu’s whole body trembled as Di Mingjue’s car door was yanked open, the driver standing panic-stricken at the door with a 90-degree bow, "Young Master, what happened?"