Chapter 592 - 593: Knock Him Down, Trample Him, Step on Him
Di Xiaxia rolled her eyes and nodded, "I understand. I’ll be right down."
"Understood." The servant respectfully withdrew.
Di Xiaxia put on Di Jinxuan’s clothes, only to find they were way too small.
Gu Qibao nearly popped her eyes out at the sight of Xiaxia’s voluptuous figure in the tiny outfit. Wucao, indeed, ignorance is bliss!
Usually, Di Xiaxia wearing fitting clothes didn’t seem to be a concern. But now, in Di Jinxuan’s clothes, she was practically bursting at the seams!
Di Jinxuan was embarrassed and covered her face, oh, the pain inflicted on her very psyche and self-esteem!
Di Xiaxia also felt awkward, however, there was nothing she could do. Thankfully, putting on a pair of overalls eased the situation somewhat.
Seeing Di Xiaxia’s state, Gu Qibao nearly had a nosebleed. She clenched her fist in morale-boosting support, "Sister Xiaxia, don’t fear him, pounce on him, ravage him, trample him, let him never dare to torment you again, fighting!"
Di Xiaxia smiled at Gu Qibao - she really liked her. Gu Qibao’s vibrant cheerleader-like spirit was always fearless and full of energy.
Taking a deep breath, Di Xiaxia nodded seriously, "Don’t worry, he can’t get the better of me."
After speaking, she hugged Gu Qibao and Di Jinxuan each with one arm before leaving.
Gu Qibao and Di Jinxuan stared wide-eyed. After a while, Gu Qibao swallowed, "Whoa, Sister Xiaxia is so energetic and cool. Is she gearing up for a fight?"
"No worries." Di Jinxuan patted Gu Qibao, "Rest assured, she won’t be able to defeat my big brother, it’ll only be a standoff."
"Uh." Gu Qibao blinked her eyes, something about that phrase didn’t seem right - holy crap, it was so filthy!
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By the time Di Xiaxia descended the stairs, Di Mingzhe was no longer in the hall but waiting for her in the car instead.
Mingjue stood at the bottom of the stairs, Di Xiaxia descended, accompanied by a servant.
"Third Brother." Di Xiaxia spotted Mingjue from the corridor and obediently greeted him.
Mingjue merely responded with an icy nod, his gaze did not dwell on her. Coldly passing her by, he queried, "Why didn’t your sister-in-law come down with you?"
Di Xiaxia was taken aback, suddenly feeling very awkward and somewhat afraid.
"Yes, she should be on her way down right now." Di Xiaxia hurriedly blurted out a response and hurried off, not having the courage to meet Mingjue’s gaze again.
Mingjue’s expression remained cold, devoid of any emotional flux. He turned to gaze at the hurriedly retreating figure of Xiaxia.
His face was devoid of any emotion, cold as a mountain, a chilly and distant frostiness, unlike Mingzhe’s calm demeanor.
Before long, he saw Gu Qibao and Di Jinxuan descending the stairs.
Her adorable little face was radiant with enthusiasm, a trait that seemed to have been ingrained in her, serving as her signature feature.
She gesticulated animatedly, appearing excited, bursting into laughter from time to time, seemingly in high spirits without any apparent reason.
In any case, seeing her was a profoundly joyful affair, as though no sorrow could ever touch this world.
Mingjue’s eyes softened immediately, his stone-cold demeanor just moments ago seemed like that of a different person’s.
In this world filled with people coming and going, amidst the hustle and bustle, only one person would really catch your eye.
Mingjue stood tall at the foot of the staircase. Erect and lean like a leopard, he was the perfect blend of strength and sensuality.
Dressed in all black, his energetic physique was clad in a captivating charm. Merely standing there, he emanated an uninhibited audacious aura.
At this moment, his deep-set gaze unblinkingly observed the girl on the stairs, his pupils filled with utmost adoration, an indulgence that knew no bounds.