Chapter 113: I want to Get Married
She never really expected Di Mingjue to tolerate her arrogance. Was it because of the child in her belly or did he like her?
He liked her? The thought suddenly scared Gu Qibao. It seemed like being liked by Di Mingjue was a pretty depressing thing.
Arrogant attitude, cruel tone, icy and brutal, tyrannically unreasonable, this was Di Third Young Master. Being liked by him really made running away difficult.
What should she do? Was she really going to have this child?
Gu Qibao fell asleep thinking about it. She was not really a person adept at thinking, so after pondering for a long time, she actually didn’t arrive at any conclusion.
Di Mingjue, who was reviewing documents, gradually turned himself around, his piercing cold gaze fixed on her.
Looking at her sleeping form, she was as quiet and adorable as a doll, a hint of softness flashed within his icy gaze.
This girl must be feeling wronged, right? Forget it, he’ll be Nicer to her in the future.
Yet, this girl was the classic type to take a mile when given an inch. She couldn’t be left untreated.
For the first time, Di Mingjue found himself in a dilemma. What should he do about this girl?
For the first time, his highly logical mind felt somewhat helpless.
After contemplating a while, he dropped the pen in his hand, stood up, and strode out towards the balcony.
The night was boundless. Di Mingjue put his hands in his pockets. His tall and straight figure was sexy and charming, his expression was as indifferent as always, yet a hint of a smile appeared in his deep and cold eyes, proud and solitary like a firefly in the darkness.
After a moment of silence, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
The ringing of the phone disturbed the slumber of Fang Hao at the other end. She picked up the call without even looking at the caller ID through her bleary eyes.
Before Fang Hao could even speak, she heard the calm voice from the other end of the phone, "I’m going to get married. Prepare yourself."
Then the call was cut off. Leaving only the sound of a busy line.
Still half asleep, Fang Hao was confused, who, who’s getting married? She should prepare, prepare for what?
After a moment of realization, Fang Hao became wide awake. She glanced at the caller ID on her phone, Di Mingjue?!
The glamorous Fang Hao became excited, kicking awake Di Yan sleeping beside her, "Get up, old man, our son is getting married."
Di Yan opened his eyes, frowning, "Which son?"
"Which other son? Our youngest son, Di Mingjue!" Fang Hao exclaimed excitedly.
Di Yan kept silent for a while, then abruptly sat up, "Di Mingjue is getting married, to whom?"
Yeah, to whom the hell is he marrying? Fang Hao was stunned.
She made another call, "Mingjue, who are you getting married to?"
Fang Hao felt her voice had never been this gentle, especially toward Di Mingjue.
Di Mingjue frowned, responding unhappily, "Of course, it’s Gu Qibao. Who else? Gu Qibao is pregnant."
Fang Hao was so shocked that the phone almost slipped from her hand, she quickly picked it up again, "She’s, she’s pregnant? Great news, great news! I’m going to have a grandchild! When should we start preparing?"
"Isn’t it obvious that I’m calling you now? One night should be enough." Di Mingjue hung up the phone.
Fang Hao was left speechless. One night! What on earth was he thinking?
However, for the Di Family, preparing a wedding in one night might be tight, but it should be enough. After all, they were rich and powerful.
But! My dear son, now it’s midnight, midnight! How am I supposed to organize a wedding for you within one night!