Chapter 672 - 673: Tired
Gu Qibao blinked, an instant look of delight in her eyes, standing more confidently and straightening her back. She wrapped her arms around his muscular waist and asked, "Mr. Di, are you encouraging me to stir up trouble?"
Emma, she seriously loved the feeling of Mr. Di acting protective, so handsome!
Di Mingjue laughed a little, stating seriously, "Whether you stir up trouble or keep a low profile, that’s your style of doing things. But remember, no matter what, your husband is always behind you. I may not let you act wildly, but at least you can feel free from worry and disdain.
If someone slaps you once, you must slap them back twice and tell everyone that they hit you first therefore, you should never feel embarrassed. Got it?"
"Got it, got it!" Gu Qibao quickly nodded, "don’t worry, I’m good at stirring up trouble, I won’t suffer a loss!"
"Good." Di Mingjue kissed her. He understood her temperament well, this girl was generally quite cocky and never liked to suffer. However, he was afraid that her good nature could be taken advantage of or used against her.
However, in general, he is not too worried as he owns the school and can accompany her at any time.
However, there may be oversights at times. His real purpose is to hope she could grow up in peace, becoming an independent person who can protect herself.
Gu Qibao was sweetly leaning into Di Mingjue’s firm arms, blinking her big eyes looking at surrounded Nangong Ran with a hearty laugh.
She had no interest in these boys; she already had a wonderful husband and was not interested in other men!
Meanwhile, Di Jinxuan and Nangong Jin had arrived at the dance department.
Unlike the other side, it’s mostly girls with a few boys, about a third of the ratio.
Di Jinxuan sighed, "Alas, male dancers are hard to find."
Many boys don’t learn to dance because they feel it’s effeminate. Only at the Master Level can a male dancer control it well and not appear effeminate.
Like Nangong Jin at the Grandmaster Level, he is one in a million, absolutely unique, so even if he doesn’t dance, he still holds a very high status in the dance world.
After sighing, Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but feel that Nangong Jin not dancing was a huge loss for the dance world. Out of curiosity, she raised her little face and asked, "Brother Jin, why did you stop dancing?"
When asked about this, Nangong Jin hesitated. Normally a rogue, his face suddenly turned gloomy, flashing a hint of absolute coldness.
Although it was fleeting, Di Jinxuan saw it clearly. He looked as if someone had desecrated his ancestral grave and insulted his family!
Di Jinxuan wrinkled her brows in confusion.
But in the blink of an eye, he was back to his usual self, slowly turning his gaze to Di Jinxuan with a profound look in his eyes. After seemingly pondering a moment, he gave a simple two-word answer, "Tired."
Di Jinxuan pouted her lips, seemingly unsatisfied with his answer.
Nangong Jin didn’t say anything, just raised his hand and tousled her hair.
The two of them walked on, causing a stir even before they got close.
It couldn’t be helped, Nangong Jin was genuinely too stunning and incredibly flamboyant. Some girls couldn’t help but scream at the sight of him.
Nangong Jin didn’t respond in cold disdain like Di Mingjue or with calm composure like Di Mingzhe. Instead, he flirtatiously lifted his beautifully sculpted lips, raising his slender hand like a superstar, winking and grinning.