Nangong Ran couldn’t help but let out a somewhat discordant sound, which stirred something in Di Mingchen’s heart as he held her even tighter.
At this moment, even someone as self-controlled as he couldn’t handle it any longer.
He gripped her waist tightly, flipped over, and pressed her down, opening his eyes to let his intense gaze fall on her face.
She remained blissfully unaware with her eyes closed, but his heart was racing, knowing she was drunk, knowing it wasn’t real... yet...
He ultimately knew that this was still at the wedding, she was merely drunk and not in her right mind, perhaps dreaming.
In the end, he forced himself to pull away from the chaos and withdrew from her lips.
He tried to get up, but Nangong Ran grabbed his neck, licked her lips, and looked at him with unfulfilled desire, softly calling him, "Brother?"
Di Mingchen’s eyes deepened, then dimmed, and he finally resignedly touched her face, suppressing his emotions, "Be good, stop messing around."
Nangong Ran curled her lips, laughing softly with her eyes still closed, "I’m not messing around, just dreaming."
Di Mingchen said nothing.
Nangong Ran didn’t open her eyes, continued speaking to herself with them closed, "I just don’t know why I’m dreaming about you, could it be because I’ve fallen for you?"
Hearing her words, Di Mingchen’s breath caught, he couldn’t help but ask eagerly, "Then do you, do you like me?"
Do you like me?!
Nangong Ran’s mouth curved upward, her smile more wanton, "No, I hate you."
In that instant, Di Mingchen felt like he’d been doused in cold water, chilled from head to toe, his heart that had been racing suddenly frozen.
Not only did she tell Gu Qibao she didn’t like him, but even in dreams, she said she disliked him, hated him.
Perhaps this was the real answer, although he found it hard to believe, he always thought she liked him, even if just as a friend, never expected her to say she hated him.
Returning to the banquet hall, Nangong Jin and Di Jinxuan were on stage exchanging rings, sharing a sweet kiss, receiving their marriage certificate amidst smiles.
Di Mingchen sat there, looking at the stage, attempting a smile, but it seemed forced and bittersweet.
Gu Qibao eagerly sidled up to Di Mingchen, excitedly asking, "Brother, brother, how did it go with you and Ranran?"
After all, Di Mingchen had been there a while, she didn’t believe nothing happened!
Di Mingchen turned to Gu Qibao and forced a smile, "Oh, you and your gossip. What do you mean, how did it go? She drank some water and fell asleep."

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