Chapter 112: I am Now Pregnant!
"Of course, I’ve thought of it. I’ve considered it clearly," Gu Qibao continued her defiant stance, pouting, "I am pregnant, carrying your son now. Can’t you be nicer to me, huh? You can’t accept this, can you? I specialize in dealing with all types of stubbornness!"
Wow, the feeling of throwing his words back at him was simply wonderful. Gu Qibao was getting addicted to being domineering. Oh, what a great feeling to be confident!
When Di Mingjue heard what she said, he really wanted to strangle her for a moment! How dare she be so bold, it was as if she wanted to rebel!
Before he could even get mad, he heard Gu Qibao continuing her rambling, "Giving birth is the greatest burden. With your temperament, Di Mingjue, I don’t know how many times you’d be executed in a matriarchal society! Also, if you upset me, then the baby in my belly won’t feel good either. Malnutrition, premature birth and so on..."
As Gu Qibao sat on the bed and rattled away, Di Mingjue’s face turned colder and colder. Finally, he interrupted her, "Have you said enough yet?"
Actually, she had spoken enough. The fact that Di Mingjue didn’t retort once already made her feel elated!
"I’ve said enough." Gu Qibao cheerfully closed her mouth. She felt extremely cheerful; it felt like she finally got revenge. Oh, singing the song of the oppressed, how cool this felt!
She felt so good that she wanted to laugh out loud. Di Mingjue, the third son of the Di family, you have your day too! Hmph!
"Now that you’ve had your say, shut up and go to sleep. You talk too much," Di Mingjue said coldly.
Gu Qibao, feeling relaxed, didn’t bother replying to his complaints. She laid down, giggling, feeling good about the ascendency over the third son of the Di family.
Boil the frog in warm water; you can’t provoke the young master of the Di family too soon. She had to let him slowly adapt, didn’t she?
Looking at Gu Qibao’s smug look, Di Mingjue felt helpless. He pulled the blanket over her with a cold face, then took off his shoes intending to get into bed.
Gu Qibao widened her eyes and asserted, "What do you think you’re doing? Did I let you get into bed? You can’t sleep! Go and write me a copy."
Wow, the feeling of ordering around the third son of the Di family was really thrilling!
Di Mingjue turned and looked at her coldly. His hand, unbuttoning his clothes, froze in place.
He didn’t speak, just kept staring at her. That one look made Gu Qibao feel somewhat uneasy. Had she crossed a line?
But she hadn’t really. Hadn’t Di Mingjue done worse to her in the past?
Hence, Gu Qibao plucked up her courage and started blabbering again, "Yes, some people can’t stand to see me happy. OK, let me be unhappy. After all, when I’m unhappy..."
"Enough!" Di Mingjue quietly put on his shoes and shot her a cold glare. "Just go to sleep!"
The third son of the Di family was swearing. His mood must be terrible.
Gu Qibao laughed at the sight of him moving to his writing desk. Justice for his past tyranny and threats was finally in her hands. How does it feel, third son? Pleasant, isn’t it? Hmph.
Di Mingjue, while copying for her, was thinking that this young girl’s courage was unusually bold. And she was so petty; she believed in paying back in kind, huh?
Strangely, though, he found himself liking her tit-for-tat approach.
Always counterattacking at every opportunity, being domineering and triumphant. Yes, that was Gu Qibao’s style. Oh, you cheeky girl. Sooner or later, you’d pay for your arrogance.
Gu Qibao looked at his back as he was copying diligently. Her smile faded and she just stared at his back, considering.
They say the third son of the Di family was defiant and domineering, almost unrivaled in the entire empire. But tonight, she had a feeling that the rumors might be untrue, perhaps?