Chapter 967 Go Home and Kneel on a Cactus
Nangong Jin finally broke away from his icy demeanor, his peach blossom eyes slightly curved, and he ultimately nodded, "I haven’t forgotten."
He just looked at Di Jinxuan, his eyes that were once burning with passion gradually dimming as he spoke indifferently, "In our family, the rule is, the wife is always right. Love the wife, listen to the wife, and never make the wife angry. If the wife gets angry, immediately and actively let the wife scold you. Even if there’s no mistake, find one to admit to. If that still doesn’t cool her anger, then kneel on a cactus to appease the wife."
This family rule was initially a joke made by Li Hui, but although it started as a joke, it was frequently mentioned and enforced.
Over time, it actually became reality, and in his family, women truly held a higher status.
One could tell just by seeing how formidable a woman Li Hui was.
Di Jinxuan didn’t know if what he said about this supposed family rule was made up or what, she simply looked at him without speaking.
"Alright then, you better go kneel on that cactus," Nangong Ran waved her hand dismissively, a look of distaste on her face.
She expected that in the next second, her third brother would shamelessly throw himself at her, wailing Little Xuanxuan, I was wrong; my biggest mistake is being too handsome, and the like.
But who knew Nangong Jin would actually let out a low "hmm," and then turn around, wave his hand, and leave.
Di Jinxuan watched his retreating figure, stubbornly averting her gaze.
"Xuanxuan, what’s wrong with you?" Gu Qibao asked anxiously.
To think she actually scolded Nangong Jin away like that.
"Nothing," Di Jinxuan shrugged, not intending to say much.
Nangong Ran was dumbfounded, her third brother had actually stormed off; it was out of character, almost unseemly.
Could it be that he was truly angry?
Nangong Ran looked at Di Jinxuan and asked, "Xuanxuan, you really don’t fancy my third brother, do you? Not even a little bit of feeling?"
Di Jinxuan didn’t speak.
Nangong Ran rubbed her forehead and ultimately said in defeat, "Matters of the heart can’t be forced. If you truly don’t like him, if there’s not a single feeling, I think it’s better to talk to him and make things clear."
"I’ve said it," Di Jinxuan murmured, "but he didn’t listen."
"He might have listened this time," Nangong Ran looked at Di Jinxuan seriously and said, "Xuanxuan, no matter how shameless my third brother can be, he’s still a man. He left without saying a word; he might truly be heartbroken. Don’t worry, he probably won’t come to pester you anymore."
Di Jinxuan glanced at Nangong Ran and finally nodded, a smile tugging at her lips, "I get it."
"Sigh," Nangong Ran sighed and sat down, hands propping up her cheeks, as if talking to herself, "Honestly, I don’t know what you’re thinking, I know he likes you, but that doesn’t mean you have to like him back.
But I think if you truly don’t like him and really resent him, you should tell him clearly and bluntly, Nangong Jin I really despise you, I could never like you in this lifetime, stop bothering me."
Di Jinxuan looked at Nangong Ran; truth be told, she had never considered putting it so bluntly, so hurtfully.
Nangong Ran also gazed at her, continuing, "But I think, if you have even the slightest feeling for him—and I don’t mean romantic love, even just the care one has for a friend—why not agree to give it a try with him? Have a relationship. If he truly meets none of your standards, if you find him absolutely impossible to like, then at least when you break up, there will be no regrets."
Di Jinxuan didn’t respond, or perhaps she didn’t know how to answer Nangong Ran.
Her feelings for Nangong Jin were...
Complicated, and she struggled to articulate them.