Chapter 130: I Guarantee to Kill You
When Gu Qibao looked back, she saw Bo Chengxin, who was looking lovely, sitting in her wheelchair, appearing delicate and charming.
Bo Chengyan was pushing her but his gaze was steadily fixed on Gu Qibao.
For some reason, when Gu Qibao saw Bo Chengyan, she felt a stab of anxiety. Unconsciously, her hand tightly clung to Di Mingjue’s hand.
Di Mingjue frowned, his expression growing dark.
Ignoring Bo Chengxin’s address, he stayed put, his cold gaze slightly narrowed.
Bo Chengyan pushed Bo Chengxin forward. Though Bo Chengxin’s face was pale, she still managed a smile and said, "Mingjue, congratulations, and I wish you a happy marriage."
Bo Chengyan’s gaze never left Gu Qibao and had an intense heat to it.
This intensity angered Di Mingjue quite a bit.
Even Gu Qibao felt a bit flustered. She unconsciously lowered her head, staring at her toes, while her heart pounded violently in her chest.
What did Bo Chengyan mean by looking at her like that?
The situation was incredibly awkward.
Seeing Gu Qibao lower her eyes, Bo Chengyan spoke up, "Xiaoqi, congratulations, happy marriage."
Gu Qibao’s body stiffened all of a sudden. She was frozen by the feeling of the man she loved congratulating her on her marriage.
Gu Qibao’s hand tightly gripped onto Di Mingjue’s hand. It seemed as if she wanted to break free, yet she was also fearful.
A bloodthirsty coldness surfaced in Di Mingjue’s eyes. He faintly pursed his lips and forcefully drew Qibao into his arms.
He then possessively wrapped his arm around her waist and arrogantly spat out, "My woman doesn’t need your congratulations."
Bo Chengyan was taken aback and his eyes reflected displeasure, "What kind of language is that?"
"I always talk this way," Di Mingjue coldly snorted, "If you don’t like it, then leave."
Gu Qibao grew even more nervous. Was there going to be a fight?
Subconsciously, she tugged at Di Mingjue’s hand, pleading in a soft voice, "Don’t act like this."
Her eyes betrayed her.
"Shut up for me." Di Mingjue uttered, his eyes icy.
He hated how his woman showed concern for another man, especially on their wedding day.
He thought that he was already being generous by not choking her to death on the spot.
Grabbing hold of Gu Qibao, he turned around and glared ahead, not looking anywhere else. He spoke in a cold, emotionless voice, "Gu Qibao, if you dare be upset for him, I promise I’ll kill you."
Gu Qibao was startled. Did he know that she would be troubled?
Not only did his words run a chill down her spine, the repetition of his crude address indicated his anger.
Not wanting to provoke him, Gu Qibao nodded and replied, "I understand."
Di Mingjue glanced at her, gave her waist a squeeze, and threatened in a cold voice, "Smile happily for me!"
Happy, my ass!
Gu Qibao wished she could tear him in two. How could there be such a person in the world?
What the hell, does he have a screw loose, not going for treatment!
After entering the banquet, the third young master of the Di family should have been all smiles, taking everyone’s blessings and responding with a "thank you, everyone."
But he didn’t. Instead, the third young master of the Di family walked into the banquet with Gu Qibao, ignoring everyone and not saying a word to anyone. Absolutely outrageous!
Normally, Di Mingjue would be mingling with the guests while Gu Qibao touched up her make-up and so on, since the bride should not be moving around before the wedding.
However, Di Mingjue did not follow this procedure; instead, he followed Gu Qibao into the make-up room and just sat on the sofa, staring at her.
Gu Qibao was speechless. What was he trying to do?
Was he afraid that she would run away? Or what?
Finally, Gu Qibao could not help glaring at Di Mingjue, who had been staring at her for a long time, and asked, "What are you staring at me for?"