Chapter 207: I am Just a Rascal!
"Baby, why aren’t you ready yet?" He knocked on the door, his voice low.
Gu Qibao did not respond, she calmly got dressed, her lips so curled they could hang an oil bottle.
"Answer me, Gu Qibao!" Di Mingjue knocked on the door again.
Gu Qibao still didn’t say anything and continued to calmly brush her hair. She didn’t want to pay him any mind.
She didn’t want to have anything to do with him!
Bang! An impatient Di Mingjue kicked the door open, frightening the still combing Gu Qibao.
"What’s your problem?" Gu Qibao glared at him angrily.
Seeing that Gu Qibao was fine, Di Mingjue sighed with relief. But seeing her still combing her hair, he felt a wave of frustration.
"Baby, come here." Di Mingjue walked up to her, ignoring her protests, "Hubby wants to speak with you."
"Let go of me!" Gu Qibao tried to pull away and shake off his hand to sit angrily on the sofa.
"Don’t sit on the sofa. I’ll carry you to the bed." Di Mingjue picked her up as he spoke.
"No!" Gu Qibao resisted, but she couldn’t stop him from dominantly carrying her to the bed.
"Baby." Di Mingjue held her hand, somewhat helplessly, "Let’s talk."
"There’s nothing to talk about with you!" Gu Qibao shook off his hand, "I’m going to sleep."
"Baby!" Di Mingjue’s face showed his helplessness.
"I don’t want to talk to you now. Stay away, don’t annoy me." Gu Qibao said to him without mincing words.
Di Mingjue’s face darkened, "You’re being unreasonable!"
He looked at her, his eyes cold.
She refused to speak with him, how was he supposed to explain?
"I am being unreasonable. So what about it?" Gu Qibao glared at him, "Go away, I’m going to sleep. Don’t bother me!"
Having said that, she closed her eyes, pulled the quilt over her head, and ignored Di Mingjue.
Di Mingjue felt helpless and angry, sitting at the edge of the bed in silence, growing restless.
At this moment, his phone rang. He glanced at it and his face grew even colder.
"Third Brother, how is your Calabash baby?" Di Mingchen sounded worried, he had heard from Fang Hao about the miscarriage.
He had pondered it over again and again, regardless of the abortion, he should ask about it or he may become a suspect.
"She’s home." Di Mingjue answered coldly.
"Oh." Di Mingchen acknowledged, hastily adding, "Then take good care of her! I’ll have something sent over."
As he was about to hang up, Di Mingjue stopped him for the first time.
"Anything else?" Di Mingchen nervously asked.
"Come over a minute." Di Mingjue said, "I need you for something."
After hanging up, Di Mingchen’s heart pounded, what could the issue be when he should be caring for his sick wife?
He shouldn’t have made that call!
But now that he had called, could he not go over? There was no other way, so Di Mingchen nervously went over.
Soon Di Mingjue came down, his face expressionless.
"Where’s Qibao?" Di Mingchen tentatively asked.
"She’s resting upstairs."
Di Mingjue said indifferently as he sat down on the sofa. His tall and leisurely figure gave off an aloof aura as he regarded Di Mingchen.
Feeling uneasy under his gaze, Di Mingchen couldn’t help but ask, "What’s up?"
"Didn’t you say you were sending something over? Where is it?" Di Mingjue questioned.
"Oh, I gave it to Uncle Zhang." Di Mingchen replied.
"Mm." Di Mingjue nodded, then stood up, "Let’s go. Come spar with me."
"Huh?" Di Mingchen wore a bewildered expression, "Spar? Aren’t you supposed to be tending to Gu Qibao?"
Shouldn’t he be taking care of his wife upstairs?
"She’s asleep." Di Mingjue said casually.
"Oh." Di Mingchen acknowledged, feeling doubtful. But he didn’t dare to ask any further, so he followed Di Mingjue to his gym.
Once inside, Di Mingjue didn’t say anything before he started to throw punches, giving Di Mingchen a terrible beating.