Chapter 944: In Your Husband’s Eyes, You Are Always the Most Beautiful
"When am I not beautiful?" Gu Qibao tilted her head back slightly, pouting her lips.
The orange lipstick suited her perfectly, making her complexion even paler and adding to her overall cuteness. Her large, clear eyes twirled around, giving her a mischievous look.
She was the woman who brought him joy, the one who ignited his entire life.
Di Mingjue couldn’t help but plant a deep kiss on her pretty face, then he gently caressed the stray hairs by her ear, and softened his gaze as he said, "In your husband’s eyes, you are always the most beautiful."
Even when you are at your most disheveled, in my eyes, no one can match a single strand of your hair.
Hearing Di Mingjue’s words, Gu Qibao felt utterly satisfied, tiptoed, and also pressed a kiss on his cheek, "Thank you, husband."
"Silly girl." He grasped her waist and led her out the main hall door.
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The banquet was set at the Golden Palace of the Empire, the official working place of the Empire’s head.
The majestic architecture was supremely noble, making everyone there feel rather insignificant.
Walking there, you might find yourself being especially careful.
Di Mingjue did not drive his Ferrari, instead, he had a driver in a Rolls-Royce take them both.
For such an occasion, the bar had to be raised a bit.
The understated yet impressive Rolls-Royce parked outside the grand entrance of the Golden Palace, a limited edition, instantly attracting many people’s attention.
It was then that Gu Qibao realized that the scene far exceeded her expectations.
She saw even red carpets and lots and lots of journalists, all amid a sea of flashing spotlights.
The crowd surged toward them, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Fortunately, though there were journalists, the security was even more comprehensive, surrounded by a dense crowd of soldiers in military uniforms, each armed, exuding immense authority.
Journalists could only rush up to take photos but couldn’t get close to the couple.
The driver respectfully opened the door for Di Mingjue, who stretched out his long legs and got out first, stunning the journalists. As they realized what was happening, they began to scream.
"Holy shit, holy shit, the contestant is such a handsome hunk."
And he’s driving a limited-edition Rolls-Royce Phantom no less. Who the hell is this boss?"
Screams and the sound of cameras clicking filled the air continuously.
Di Mingjue was not displeased or repelled as usual because, being at such an event, he knew it would be like this.
Although he appeared cool to the point of being dazzling, his demeanor was absolutely generous and noble.
After getting out of the car, he faced the journalists. Although he did not smile, he still graciously nodded his head in greeting, then reached out a hand into the car, thoughtfully shielding the door with his other hand, both gentlemanly and extremely elegant.
Especially those long legs, which made many eyes turn red with envy.
This man, with his stature, his looks, and his overwhelmingly authoritative aura, it would be a waste if he were not a male model.
If he were a model, he could definitely be at the top internationally.
It’s all about the aura, icy kingly aura.
Eventhough he looked ice-cold, the gentlemanly gesture towards the person inside the car sparked curiosity among the people. Who could it be inside?
At this moment, his usually extremely cold demeanor seemed to be tinted with an uncharacteristic softness.
The crowd grew even more curious, gazing intently at the car, even the journalists forgot to take photos.
In eager anticipation, people saw a pair of delicate white hands resting in his large palm, followed by a slender, fair leg that extended out, wearing shiny silver, pointed high heels, glittering like they were inlaid with diamonds and dazzlingly brilliant under the reflection of the light.