Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320: Chapter 321: Is this girl here to make him laugh?

"Feeling shy?" Di Mingjue looked at her, coolly asking, "Can Gu Xiaoqi stop being such a wuss?"

"When have I ever been a wuss!" Qibao’s fighting spirit ignited, she posed confidently, "The location isn’t right now! How about we chance place and try, huh!"

"Big talker." Di Mingjue looked particularly disgusted.

Qibao huffed and pushed him away, "I don’t need your hug."

Di Mingjue frowned, his eyes cooled. Was she mad?

Just as he was about to speak, Qibao took his hand, seeming like an experienced driver as she caressed his hand. "A couple should hold hands when they go out for a walk."

"You little brat." Di Mingjue’s face was cold, but his large warm hand unconsciously held her fingers tight.

Qibao stood proud and spirited, "Let’s go, follow your sister for a tour. A countryside day tour starts now!"

Disgust filled Di Mingjue’s eyes, yet his face couldn’t conceal his amusement. Was this girl sent by heaven to amuse him?

His life, which had been dull and cold for over twenty years, seemed to become colorful.

My darling, you must strut joyfully like this. I will do my best to protect you from the world’s storms, keep you free from wind and rain, and fill your world with happiness, joy, and laughter as radiant as springtime.

Di Mingjue and Qibao walked hand in hand, fingers tightly interlaced, as they strolled down the country road, attracting many envious glances.

Because other groups of friends and relatives were trekking and navigating the hills and waters, they were still far away. It would take at least an hour or two before they could reach.

And Qibao had already met her family, which obviously invoked jealousy.

However, what made them most envious was that the person with her was Di Mingjue.

Which student here didn’t comprehend the background, power, and excellence of the Di Family?

"Hmm? Which song?" Di Mingjue raised an eyebrow languidly, looking a bit surprised on his handsome face. His wife could sing?

And it would be guaranteed to make him laugh?

Could this song be... poisonous?

"I don’t know what the name of the song is," Qibao said seriously, "but it’s the song that people who collect grains play on their motorcycles."

A song played on motorcycles? Di Mingjue frowned. Full of contempt, he refused immediately, "I don’t want to listen."

"Oh, come on, listen, it’s very catchy." Qibao pleaded, pulling his hand coquettishly, "I guarantee you’ll beg me to teach you to sing it afterward!"

Di Mingjue: "..."

Unable to fend her off in the end, Di Mingjue nodded, seemingly on alert as he watched her.