She later realized that perhaps it was just Di Mingjue’s temperament and thus assumed by others that the two of them had a close relationship.
But if she invited him this time, would he agree to attend with her?
Shen Yilan wasn’t sure because Di Mingjue’s temper was indeed utterly terrible.
But considering now that a terrible temper didn’t matter as long as he was at the top and how much he protected his wife, she was nearly choked with jealousy.
Gu Qibao, held in Di Mingjue’s arms, grimaced and complained, "Husband, who exactly are these two classmates of yours? They seem pretty low-grade. I want to clarify, it was that ’Little Cutie’ who provoked me first, she said that I relied on you for food and drink!"
Di Mingjue raised an eyebrow soothingly as he pet her head, "Husband knows. Ignore them, we’re out on a date today."
"Does that woman like you?" Gu Qibao clutched at Di Mingjue’s sleeve as she asked, "That... what was her name, Yilan? I saw her giving you goopy eyes."
Goopy eyes? Di Mingjue looked at her, "Are you jealous?"
"Of course not!" Gu Qibao clenched her fist, "She is not worthy to make me jealous. It’s just that, husband, do you know that I feel rather displeased when someone covets my stuff!"
Di Mingjue couldn’t help but smirk. His heart was filled with satisfaction at the remark. The thought of being labeled as ’her’ object by his wife somehow made him feel very good.
"Well, you’ve argued with them already, right? I don’t think they dare to come back," Di Mingjue reassuringly held and admired Gu Qibao’s slender waist, couldn’t help marveling at how resourceful his little lady had become!
Suddenly, a sense of realization dawned on him, and he felt as though his girl was all grown up. What the heck?
No way, this feeling can’t be tolerated.
Di Mingjue frowned, picked a little cutie dress from nearby, "I think you look better wearing these."
Gu Qibao got embarrassed, sulkily puckered her mouth, "I don’t want that, I’m going to college now, I’m not a Lolita anymore!"
Why on earth would people see her as a child even though she was tall and had long legs? She must be dressing too childishly.
"But husband likes it." Di Mingjue shoved the little skirt into her hands, his deep gaze fixated on her, "As long as husband likes it and you do too, who cares what others think?"
Gu Qibao pouted, "Do you really like it?"
"Yes." Di Mingjue nodded reassuringly, "Let’s go, husband will help you change."

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