"Ah, ah, ah, young master, let, let go, my hand, my hand, it’s broken, ah!"
The fat man let out a squeal akin to a pig being slaughtered.
Gu Qibao, who had run into the hall, heard this and out of curiousity, peeked around the corner.
She saw Di Mingjue gripping the fat man’s hand with a cold and fierce look on his face, "If you dare touch her again, you can say goodbye to your other hand too."
The fat man crumbled onto the ground, screaming incessantly.
Was the ’her’ he was referring to her? She had bumped into this fat man earlier, and he had grabbed her hand.
For some reason, witnessing this side of Di Mingjue made Gu Qibao’s heart beat faster. Was he protecting her, or did he merely consider her as his possession? A thing that others could not touch?
"Xiaoqi, what are you looking at!" Nangong Ran suddenly appeared. Gu Qibao quickly covered Nangong Ran’s mouth and dragged her away.
"That miserly old man is bad news. You’ve gotten yourself into trouble," Nangong Ran remarked as she sat in Gu Qibao’s car, "Di Mingjue has taken a liking to you."
"Nonsense."
Gu Qibao pondered on it. She knew Di Mingjue well enough to know his strong sense of personal sovereignty.
He merely saw her as one of his possessions. Fondness? That was out of the question. If it were so, he would not have treated her so dreadfully.
...
"Mom, why did you freeze my card?" Gu Qibao went to find Qin Qian as soon as she got home.
"You overspent last month," Qin Qian told her, "It’s time for you to experience this. You’ll have to tighten your purse strings from now on."
Last month, she had taken a liking to a ring and had impulsively bought it, spending over a million. Qin Qian had been furious.


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