Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 1618

Chapter 1618: Chapter 1618: Could you be suffering from prenatal depression?

"I bet you haven’t been this tangled up even with billion-dollar deals, have you?" Nangong Jin looked at Di Mingjue.

Even if you don’t mention his relationship with Di Jinxuan, his friendship with Di Mingjue is solid to the core—they grew up as best friends, teasing and poking fun at each other from childhood.

Not to mention now he’s also related to Di Jinxuan, seeing Di Mingjue this tangled up, of course, he should comfort and cheer him up.

Even though Di Mingjue’s mood was making him gloomy, he was still very straightforward and willing to chat with him.

"Yeah." Di Mingjue replied, rubbing his temples in frustration, he looked directly at Nangong Jin.

"Whatever it is, speak up, I’m here to chat." Nangong Jin took out a cigarette and lit it, also handing one to Di Mingjue, not expecting him to actually take it.

Seeing him take the cigarette, Nangong Jin couldn’t help but want to laugh and asked, "Do you know how to smoke?"

Di Mingjue shook his head.

"Then why take it?" Nangong Jin asked.

"Just felt like trying." Di Mingjue rolled his eyes at him.

Nangong Jin smiled slightly, "Come on, let me light it for you, Third Master."

Nangong Jin lit the cigarette for Di Mingjue and sat down with him, ready to hear his thoughts.

Di Mingjue glanced at Nangong Jin, and for a rare moment, started talking to him seriously, "Actually, this is a very normal thing, getting married and having kids. It’s like a chain reaction, getting married and having children, having children and getting married."

"Yes." Nangong Jin nodded too, "It’s love that turns two people into family, and only love can create family ties, allowing the bloodline to continue. So there’s really nothing to be tangled about, it’s an inevitable process."

"That’s the theory but you can’t understand the feeling." Di Mingjue looked at Nangong Jin and suddenly asked, "Want to have a drink?"

Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow, "If you want to drink, I’m here to have a couple with you."

Di Mingjue gestured, Uncle Zhang came forward, and Di Mingjue curled his lips, "Bring the fifty-year-old brew."

"Yes." Uncle Zhang nodded respectfully.

Nangong Jin looked at Di Mingjue, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and slowly blew out a smoke ring, "I say, Third Young Master, could it be that you’re having prenatal depression!"