When Gu Qibao looked back, she saw Bo Chengxin, who was looking lovely, sitting in her wheelchair, appearing delicate and charming.
Bo Chengyan was pushing her but his gaze was steadily fixed on Gu Qibao.
For some reason, when Gu Qibao saw Bo Chengyan, she felt a stab of anxiety. Unconsciously, her hand tightly clung to Di Mingjue’s hand.
Di Mingjue frowned, his expression growing dark.
Ignoring Bo Chengxin’s address, he stayed put, his cold gaze slightly narrowed.
Bo Chengyan pushed Bo Chengxin forward. Though Bo Chengxin’s face was pale, she still managed a smile and said, "Mingjue, congratulations, and I wish you a happy marriage."
Bo Chengyan’s gaze never left Gu Qibao and had an intense heat to it.
This intensity angered Di Mingjue quite a bit.
Even Gu Qibao felt a bit flustered. She unconsciously lowered her head, staring at her toes, while her heart pounded violently in her chest.
What did Bo Chengyan mean by looking at her like that?
The situation was incredibly awkward.
Seeing Gu Qibao lower her eyes, Bo Chengyan spoke up, "Xiaoqi, congratulations, happy marriage."
Gu Qibao’s body stiffened all of a sudden. She was frozen by the feeling of the man she loved congratulating her on her marriage.
Gu Qibao’s hand tightly gripped onto Di Mingjue’s hand. It seemed as if she wanted to break free, yet she was also fearful.
A bloodthirsty coldness surfaced in Di Mingjue’s eyes. He faintly pursed his lips and forcefully drew Qibao into his arms.
He then possessively wrapped his arm around her waist and arrogantly spat out, "My woman doesn’t need your congratulations."
Bo Chengyan was taken aback and his eyes reflected displeasure, "What kind of language is that?"
"I always talk this way," Di Mingjue coldly snorted, "If you don’t like it, then leave."
Gu Qibao grew even more nervous. Was there going to be a fight?

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