Chapter 970: If you don’t like it, I won’t follow you anymore.
"Don’t worry, they are all acquaintances, how bad can it get?" Nangong Ran said it pretty casually, "People say couples fight, they quarrel at the head of the bed, but reconcile at the foot. With over a decade of friendship, a small fight is nothing serious, don’t take it to heart."
"Besides, my third brother has very strong self-control, don’t worry, he won’t harm Xuanxuan, trust me."
Nangong Ran added another line.
"Right." Gu Qibao nodded, feeling that what Nangong Ran said made a lot of sense, besides, he wouldn’t dare to harm Di Jinxuan, right?
Nangong Jin dragged Di Jinxuan into the car, and Di Jinxuan hadn’t spoken a word throughout.
He didn’t speak either, but still patiently helped her buckle the seatbelt before starting the car and then said, "I am the one who took you out, naturally, I should bring you back. You don’t have to look so gloomy. If you don’t like me following you, I won’t do it anymore."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he was the first to furiously furrow his brows.
He originally didn’t want to say these words, but not saying them made him feel very uncomfortable.
But the moment he spoke them, he suddenly realized that while it felt really good to say them, why did he feel so upset less than a second after saying them?
Di Jinxuan probably hadn’t expected him to say that, so she seemed a bit surprised.
She wanted to reply, but didn’t know what to say. Was she supposed to say that would be best?
It didn’t seem right.
So, she just nodded and gently acknowledged with a soft, "Hmm."
Nangong Jin’s brow furrowed even tighter, what exactly was this feeling of sadness?
He wanted to say jokingly, "Hey, just kidding, don’t take it seriously," right?
But the words slid around his mouth, never really making it out.
Was it because Di Jinxuan’s single "hmm" was truly hurtful? No other words, just a "hmm."
No extra word whatsoever.
It left him unable to continue the conversation, unable to turn the discussion back around.
Even if she had said, "You better stay as far away from me as possible," that would have been better.
Then he could shamelessly bring the conversation back.
But she said nothing, just a "hmm."
Di Jinxuan, do you really dislike me that much inside your heart?
He wanted to ask bluntly, but ultimately he never did.
Because he suddenly realized he was quite afraid to hear the answer.
Nangong Jin didn’t speak anymore, his stunning face turning somewhat grim.
The silence inside the car was oppressively stifling, making it difficult even to breathe.
He was a man, he could be prideful, or he could discard his pride.
But what was it that supported him in discarding his pride?
Was it love?
Nangong Jin’s eyes darkened fiercely, inexplicably feeling extremely irritated.
He grabbed a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.
At this moment, Di Jinxuan felt her mood surprisingly improving, feeling as if she wouldn’t be bothered by him anymore.
In that case, could she peacefully focus on dancing, not minding other things for now?
Who knew, before she could even feel happy for two seconds, she heard this shameless guy speak again, "Hey, Little Xuanxuan, Gege was just kidding, did you take it seriously?"
While saying this, he even reached out and yanked her face hard...
Di Jinxuan grimaced in pain, unable to hold back her anger, "Nangong Jin! Do you know the saying about words and spilled water?"
"Of course," Nangong Jin smirked, raising his eyebrows at her, then said shamelessly, "When water is spilled, at most it wets the floor, just mop it dry, no need to make a big deal out of it."
Di Jinxuan almost choked on her exasperation, retorting sharply, "Yes, your words are just like farting."